C1130 Ten tyrants of the holy city

"Little stone!" "Go!"

Qing Xiao called out softly, as the impatient little rock shot out like a bolt of lightning.

He jumped onto the small tree, plucked the Scarlet Flame Fruit, swallowed it in one gulp, and then patted his belly in satisfaction.

"You guys actually let this little bastard eat you? You're really too treacherous." Seeing the small stone swallow the precious Scarlet Flame Fruit