"Hmm!"

Cat Xiaoxian glanced at the Death Fruit in her palm a few times, and felt that this was the most ugly cosmic fruit she had ever seen.

"It's the fruit of death!?"

Although the cat fairy already understood that the cosmic fruit in Madara's palm was the death fruit nine times out of ten, she still couldn't help but ask Madara, after all, this was the first time she had seen the newly appeared cosmic fruit outside the woodcutter's spring.

In the past, Madara took her into the inner space of the woodcutter's spring to observe the fruits of the universe up close.

This time, Madara didn't return to the woodcutter's spring, but directly used teleportation to get the fruit of death.

The reason for this, she also guessed a few points.

Obviously, it was the leakage of unconscious power after the realization of the death fruit, which caused the entire Six Red Sun Array to be filled with deadly toxins, and the enchantment was cut off from life, and even the air was poisonous, so you can imagine how dangerous the internal space of the Woodcutter's Spring, which was the source of all this, must be.

I have to say that Mao Xiaoxian guessed correctly at all.

The interior of the woodcutter's spring is indeed very dangerous, but it is nothing to Madara.

The reason why he didn't return to the woodcutter's spring was naturally because the cat fairy was here, and he needed to be careful in everything to prevent any accidents.

"Yes, this is the real fruit of death!"

The cat's voice came from Madara's ears, but it wasn't Madara who spoke, but Madara's wooden clone.

"Anyway, the name you gave this fruit is the Fruit of Death! It's a pretty apt name, but it's not very literary. ”

The wooden clone that appeared shortly after Madara got the Death Fruit also knew the name of the Death Fruit from the mouth of the cat fairy, and when he and the main body spoke telepathically just now, he didn't have time to ask the name of the fruit.

"Humph!"

Mao Xiaoxian turned her little head and glanced at the wooden clone that had just appeared, and ignored him, staring at her who was staring at the death fruit in Madara's hand, and really didn't notice the appearance of the wooden clone.

"Literature and art?"

Yama Dao took over the words of the wood clone and said with a smile: "I was going to call it the Plague Fruit just now, but I don't feel as comprehensive as the Death Fruit." ”

"I'm talking about literature and art, the literature of culture, and the art of art."

The wooden clone said disdainfully.

"It's useless for you to tell me, I have neither culture nor art."

Yan Luodao laughed as he spoke, and after laughing, he said: "Regarding things related to literature and art, you have to ask the ontology, he is the real literature and art...... Well...... It's also possible that it's fake! ”

"What's your name?"

Madara, who was checking the fruit of death, heard the conversation between the Yama knife and the wood clone, and asked casually.

"The negative fruit? The fruit of sighs? ”

The more the wooden clone talked, the more uncertain he became, it could be seen that he was talking nonsense when he said that the name of the fruit was not literary enough, and he didn't think about it seriously at all.

"Why don't you call it a tragic fruit!" Yan Luo Dao said angrily.

“……”

"It should be called Hugo, it is definitely literary and tragic enough!" Madara said casually.

“……“

Both the Yama Sword and the Wood Clone were speechless at the ontology's cold jokes.

"Hugo?"

The cat fairy asked confusedly, "This fruit has nothing to do with the rain!"

She could still understand the meaning of the fruit name that the wooden clone and the Yama Dao said, but she didn't understand the name of the fruit that Madara said.

"Xiaoxian, Hugo is the name of a writer...... Well...... It should be said that he is a great writer, a world-class writer, his full name is Victor Hugo, a great French romantic writer in the nineteenth century, he wrote many famous works, one of which is called Les Misérables, and the content of the book is very complex and tragic. So you see, the ontology is just telling bad jokes. “

Yama Dao explained to the cat fairy.

“……“

"Xiaoxian, do you want to hear the story of Les Miserables, it's very interesting!"

The wooden clone is full of anticipation and is ready to tell the story to the cat fairy.

"Don't listen!"

“……“

"Xiaoxian likes to listen to joyful, everyone is happy, happy to hear, in short, the happier the story the better, you don't know!"

Yan Luodao said with a smile and a smile.

"Of course I know, the key is that the comedy has almost told Xiaoxian the ontology, and I can't tell it if I want to!"

The wooden clone couldn't cry or laugh even more.

“……“

"There it is!"

The wooden clone pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

"I think of a comedy!"

"Huh?"

When the cat heard the words of the wooden clone, she pricked up her little ears curiously, waiting for the wooden clone to tell a comedy story.

"Isn't this changing topic too fast! From a fruit question to a comedy story, it always feels a bit far. “

The Yama Knife, which was placed on the flying blanket, said to Madara.

"It's not far away, literature and art are like this!"

“……“

The comedy story of the wooden clone was still not told, because in the few minutes that he was brewing his feelings, Madara finally checked the death fruit in his palm, and the cat fairy's attention also shifted, because Madara did not hand the death fruit to the cat fairy sitting on the flying blanket on the side, but said to her with a serious expression: "Little fairy, I have checked the death fruit." This fruit is not poisonous and not dangerous, but I don't recommend that you take it in your hands and watch it. ”

"Huh?"

Cat Xiaoxian was surprised when she heard Madara's words, although she was not very interested in the Death Fruit, but after all, this was a new Cosmic Fruit, and each Cosmic Fruit would have all kinds of magical feelings after starting it.

Even if she doesn't like the fruit of death, she must take it to her hands and feel the wonderful feeling it brings to herself.

"You're pure nonsense, after saying that, Xiaoxian's interest will only be greater."

Yan Luodao's words were really right, and after Mao Xiaoxian heard Madara's words, his curiosity really soared.

"Xiaoxian, the power of the fruit of death is very negative, after you get it in your hand, you will feel that all the happiness is far away from you, full of negative emotions, not fun at all!"

Madara saw the curious light flashing in the cat fairy's eyes, and knew that she would definitely take the fruit of death, and said, "That's it! I have the fruit of death, you touch it lightly, and then decide whether you want to take it or not. After speaking, he stretched out his right hand holding the death fruit to the cat fairy, in order to prevent the cat fairy from being too curious, he snatched the death fruit from his palm, and Madara directly used gravity to firmly fix the death fruit in the palm.

"Hmm!"

Seeing that Madara was talking so seriously, Cat Xiaoxian temporarily extinguished the idea of snatching the death fruit from Madara's hand.

In fact, even if she really did this, she wouldn't be able to take away the death fruit of Madara's palm.

The cat fairy stretched out the cat's paw and gently touched the fruit of death, and the next second, the cat's paw shrank back as if it was electrocuted.

Just the moment of touch, the cat fairy felt that the happiness in her heart disappeared, and only boundless silence remained.

Little Cat Fairy didn't know that if she touched the Death Fruit for a while, the boundless emptiness would turn into boundless negativity.