Adelina was curiously examining the mysterious space inside Qin Chu's body, but soon her vision was blocked as the little tree seedling wrapped around her, layer by layer, turning the Pride Witch Adelina into a tightly sealed rice dumpling.
The Pride Witch was like the meat stuffing inside the rice dumpling, hung from a tree branch after being wrapped, resembling a fruit borne by the little tree seedling.
Adelina's will, which had persisted until now, finally began to melt away; the pain and fatigue her soul bore surged forth in that moment, dragging Adelina's consciousness into a deep slumber.
Outside, Qin Chu leisurely approached Adelina's corpse.
Although the body was already dead and the eyes devoid of any sparkle, it still looked beautiful, like the most delicate and perfect doll in the world.
The body still retained some warmth, and the skin was still elastic.
With a slight sigh, Qin Chu reached out his right hand toward Adelina's body.
Hisss!
