Chapter 683

She trembled with rage. These two degenerates—why were they both the same? They had actually both bitten her.

"Mine, mine, they're all mine!" Little Fellow shouted, biting down on her crystalline earlobe and the translucent pendant.

"This piece should belong to me!" the God-Striking Stone protested.

"No, that's mine too!"

"I snatched this piece, so why is it yours? It's obviously mine!"

"..."

"I won't let either of you off!" the Purple-Clad Maiden screamed, shaking all over from anger at Little Fellow and that stubborn stone. Runes burned across her body.

Little Fellow ground his teeth and bit down hard. At last, he succeeded. The chain of the earring had been refined from divine metal, yet he forcibly bit it apart.

As for the pendant, it was unharmed, while a row of teeth marks appeared on the maiden's ivory-crystalline earlobe, along with a few threads of blood that gave off a sweet fragrance.

"Sweet?" The brat bit the pendant, surprise appearing on his face. Then, with a crunch, he bit the glossy earlobe again and forcefully sucked in a trace of sweet blood.

"I'll fight you to the death!" The maiden was truly about to go mad with anger. Her dark brows lifted furiously, her lively large eyes spat fire, and she began risking her life against him.

The brat did not indulge her either. He directly rolled across the ground with her in a wrestling match, and both of them used their most powerful precious artifacts. The broken sword shone resplendently, while a crystalline precious mirror before the maiden's chest also lit up, clashing violently against it.

Boom!

The entire mountain exploded. They fell downward, and Little Fellow discovered that there was a hidden world inside the mountain's belly. There was actually another bird's nest there, with a glowing