Chu Yao was stunned and looked at Nangong Yanran, it was the first time she had brought someone back It shouldn't be, her eyes showed suspicion, but she still obediently stretched out her hand and said to Nangong's mother: "Hello, auntie, 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 sun.
"This pot of flowers" That's a blue branch flower that is unique to the demon world.
She looked around, and it seemed that someone was deliberately keeping the potted flower.
The blue leaves used to be beautiful, but now they are red.
Obviously, this pot of flowers has already sucked the essence and blood of people to nourish themselves and improve their cultivation.
"Oh, this pot of flowers was raised by Yanran's brother, and I don't know how many months I have been raising it."
Chu Yao nodded, and she came to the flower.
She knew that the flower could speak, and that it should have become a spirit.
"I know you can understand me, and you can even talk to me."
She spoke very quietly, and her movements were natural, so that Nangong Yanran and her mother would not find anything.
But this time, I don't know why, Nangong Yanran, who is as simple as a little white rabbit, actually discovered the clues revealed by Chu Yao this time.
She came to Chu Yao's side and also looked down at the pot of flowers.
"What's wrong, there's something wrong with this pot."
She didn't avoid her mother at all, and her voice was moderate.
"Well, this flower is no ordinary flower, and it shouldn't be here.
The name of this flower is Blue Branch Flower, and it is a kind of flower that can be cultivated in the demon clan.
It can attract people with its beautiful blue leaves and branches, but there is nothing malicious about the flower itself.
They just want to have more contact with their subordinates, talk to them, and relieve their boredom. ” Chu Yao's words were all about explaining the origin of this flower and why she did it.
This flower should have been cultivated to the essence.
So I wanted to ask her how she ended up here.
"It doesn't hurt much."
Nangong Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it was harmless, she could accept it.
"Not necessarily, haven't you noticed, her branches are not blue, but bewitching red.
There are only two possibilities for Chu Yao's situation.
First, she absorbed the essence and blood of people to become like this.
Second, someone voluntarily dripped out of their own essence blood to her when she was unconscious and didn't even have time to stop it.
Anyway, these two possibilities are because she sucked human essence and blood. ” Chu Yao summed it up as a whole, which means that this pot of flowers hurts people.
It was at this time that the door opened, and a young master who looked very similar to Nangong Yanran came in.
The boy looked gloomy, and gloomy, making everyone who saw him feel uncomfortable.
"Brother, you're back."
Usually at this time, her brother will not come back.
Chu Yao, on the other hand, smiled, raised a hand, and stroked the leaves of the blue branch flower.
And the woman standing beside Nangong Yanran's brother couldn't help but tremble.
Chu Yao had a really like this expression.
"Who told you to touch this pot of flowers?"
When she saw Chu Yao touching the pot of flowers, her brother walked directly to Chu Yao, grabbed her hand and questioned her.
Chu Yao frowned at herself: