At the riverbank, no one was in sight.
The riverbed was covered with vines, almost concealing the entire river, but fortunately these vines were gentle and harmless, completely different from the ones that attacked her before.
Shen Tang waved her hand, and the vines retreated like a tide.
But still, no one was there.
At the bottom of the riverbed, a white egg lay quietly.
Shen Tang was dumbfounded, even rubbing her eyes, thinking she had seen wrong.
No way, where's her little White Snake? How did it turn into an egg?
This egg was completely snow-white, about the size of two fists, with faint purple lines wrapped around the shell, and a light black mist lingering around it, exuding a mysterious and unfathomable aura.
Even Shen Tang, as sluggish as she was, could feel that the aura of this egg was exactly the same as Xue Yinzhou's!
Was she dreaming?
Her little White Snake had turned into an egg?
But how could he suddenly turn into an egg so abruptly?
