C165 Fly away

The white bird grabbed the two fruits and flew towards Zhang Zitao.

Just when Zhang Zitao thought that the white bird was going to hand the fruit to him, the white bird actually distanced itself from Zhang Zitao.

It continued to move forward in the heavy rain, and in a short while, it disappeared into thin air.

Zhang Zitao stood on top of the tree and laughed dryly