C596 Dragonform

It was placed in the palm of Xiaoyu's hand.

Xiaoyu looked at the stalk of grass with a puzzled expression. It looked very ordinary, but she couldn't see anything special about it.

"Grape, is this what you wanted?"

Grape ran towards Xiaoyu. "Yes, it's this one …"

Xiaoyu gripped the herb tightly and flicked the grape away. "Go away