Chu Yao was stunned and looked at Nangong Yanran. Is this the first time she brought someone back?

It shouldn't be, her eyes showed suspicion, but she still obediently stretched out her hand and spoke to Nangong's mother: "Hello, aunty, I am Yanran's good friend, Xia Chuyao."

Nangong's mother also politely stretched out her hand and held Chu Yao's hand.

However, Chu Yao's attention was attracted by somewhere.

That's right, it's a pot of flowers, a pot of flowers that shouldn't appear in the world.

"This pot of flowers?"

That is the that is unique to the demon world.

She looked around and it seemed that someone was deliberately raising this pot of flowers.

The blue leaves were originally very beautiful, but now they are red.

Obviously, this pot of flowers has absorbed human essence and blood to nourish themselves and improve their cultivation.

"Oh, this pot of flowers was raised by Yanran's brother. I haven't known how many months have I raised it."

Chu Yao nodded and she came to the flower.

She knew that this flower could speak and should have become a monster.

"I know you can understand my words and even talk to me."

She spoke quietly and moved naturally, not letting Nangong Yanran and her mother discover anything.

But this time, Nangong Yanran, who is as simple as a little white rabbit, actually discovered the clues exposed by Chu Yao this time.

She came to Chu Yao's side and looked down at the pot of flowers.

"What's wrong, there's something wrong with this pot of flowers."

She didn't avoid her mother at all, and her voice was very moderate.

"Well, this flower is not an ordinary flower, and it shouldn't be a flower here.

The name of this flower is Blue Branch Flower, which is a kind of flower that can practice in the demon clan.

It can be attracted by its own beautiful blue leaves and branches, but the flower itself is not malicious.

They just want to contact the people more, talk to them, and relieve boredom."

What Chu Yao said was entirely explaining the origin of this flower and why she did this.

This flower should have been cultivated into a spirit.

So I want to ask her how she appeared here.

"That's not much harm."

Nangong Yanran breathed a sigh of relief. She could accept it as long as it was harmless.

"Not necessarily, have you not noticed it? Her branches are not blue, but charming red.

There are only two possibilities for Chu Yao’s situation.

The first one is that she absorbs human essence and blood and becomes like this.

The second type is that someone voluntarily drips his essence and blood to her when she unconsciously or even has no time to stop her.

Anyway, these two possibilities are like this because she sucks human essence and blood."

Chu Yao summarized it as a whole, which means that this pot of flowers hurts people.

It was at this time that the door opened and came in and a young master who looked very similar to Nangong Yanran.

The boy looked gloomy and gloomy, which made people who saw him feel uncomfortable.

"Brother...Brother, you are back."

Her brother won't come back at this time.

Chu Yao smiled, raised her hand, and stroked the leaves of the s.

The woman standing next to Nangong Yanran couldn't help but tremble.

Chu Yao had such an expression indeed.

"Who asked you to touch this pot of flowers?"

When she saw Chu Yao touching the pot of flowers, her brother quickly walked to Chu Yao, grabbed her hand and questioned her.
Chapter completed!