Chapter Eighty-Four: The Flower Elf
"You must not be shaken any longer, you must not go to him. Yuan Ying said faintly, standing up and walking towards the bed, she decided to sleep again.
Heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, Fengzhu is here. Presumably Feng Zhu also thought that she was awake at this time, and was just about to lift the quilt's hand for a moment, then swing the quilt instead, and walk to the table after laying it out at will, Feng Zhu had already sat down.
Feng Zhu gently took a sip of the water in his hand, "Is it better?" said and put down the cup, "Who was here last night?"
"I seemed to be frightened yesterday, I think you're right, how can a youkai die so easily? Last night, I was sleeping and I don't know if anyone came. Yuan Ying replied as he touched his head suspiciously. Could it be that a thief is coming?
"I smell the residual demonic energy, there must be a youkai coming, are you okay?"
"I'm really fine. "Monsters, monsters, will it be......
Yuan Ying was looking forward to it in her heart, she seemed to be expecting someone, oh no, a certain demon to take the initiative to come to the door.
No, no! She can't go on like this, and when she keeps interrupting, she will be in chaos! It was a mistake to make that contract in the first place, since it was doomed to the end of not being able to be together, she couldn't sink, let alone be with a monster controlled by the contract!
"We can't stay here any longer. β
"We can't stay here any longer. β
Suddenly, the two of them said in unison, and the two who noticed it looked at each other and smiled, got up and walked to the door.
As soon as Yuan Ying opened the door, a small two with a bowl of black things stood outside the door, this scene seemed familiar.
Outside the door, Xiao Er grinned when he saw her, and said with a smile: "The girl hasn't seen you for a long time, and that son asked me to bring you this soup again." β
Damn, didn't you also send that bowl of black soup last time?
Thinking about it, Yuan Ying looked down - a bowl of steaming black soup was served by Xiao Er.
Xiao Er looked left and right, wanting to bring the soup in, but seeing Yuan Ying blocking the door, he smiled and said, "Hehe, girl, look ......"
Yuan Ying turned his head suspiciously and looked at Feng Zhu behind him, but there was no one behind him, and he was confused, and Xiao Er outside the door was talking again.
"Girl, what are you looking at? This soup will be cold in a while, shall I bring it to you?"
Yuan Ying turned her head to look at the bowl of black soup, and a smirk appeared on her face, "Who is that child?" as she asked as she took the tray.
"I don't know, I remember the girl asked the same question last time. The little one also doesn't know who that boy is, in fact, I also want to know which son is so rich that he gave this whole floor to the girl. β
Yuan Ying raised her hand and pointed to herself in surprise and asked, "Me?" When did she know such a rich master? patted her head and calmed down, looking at Xiao Er, "When did I first come to live with you?"
"Well, last month twenty, you're the only one. You threw a little piece of gold at us, and then you said that you would keep this room for seven days, and then you went up to the room, and another child came and took a handful of silver tickets and said that you would book this floor, and you could live in all the rooms as you like. β
Yuan Ying likes this kind of thing, if you ask him two questions, he will automatically tell him everything he knows.
Yuan Ying smiled and let him go, turned around and closed the door with the tray, and after putting the tray on the table, he walked back and forth with his probe brain, looking for Feng Zhu's figure.
"Fengzhu, where have you been?" Yuan Ying touched his head and looked at the empty room in confusion, "Shouldn't he just teleport when he leaves?"
"I ...... Alas......" Yuan Ying sighed, redid it back on the stool, stirred the bowl of black soup with a spoon, looked at the flowers in front of him and smiled, "Seeing that you have arrived at the place, no one around you is going to run back again." Hehe, you're not going to pick me up yet, Xiaohua, you say yes?" said as she stacked the flower pot in front of the soup bowl, pinching the leaves of the flower, and she realized that the flower was exactly the same as the flower she had poured the 'poisoned soup' last time.
Yuan Ying thought of something, and stood up suddenly, ", this flower, that Xiao Er, and this 'poisonous soup', weren't they from the restaurant last time?
"Little flower, meet again, tsk~ You weren't poisoned by this 'poisonous soup', but you still bloomed. Yuan Ying looked at the flower with satisfaction, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the 'poisonous soup'. It's impossible for her to drink this soup, she also fed this flower last time, since she didn't die, why didn't she ......
"It seems that this soup is still a good thing, come and feed you again. As she spoke, she picked up the spoon full of liquid and smiled wickedly as she reached for the flower.
Suddenly, a slender white and flawless hand grabbed her wrist!
Yuan Ying was startled, and cautiously turned his head to look at the person standing on the side - it was Feng Zhu. The heart she had just lifted slammed to the ground.
"You scared the hell out of me. β
Seeing that the soup was about to be sprinkled on the camellia, Feng Zhu came back, Yuan Ying stretched out the spoon and threw it into the bowl, but because of this, a lot of soup splashed, and a lot of it flew into the flower pot. The flower was stained with the soup, and in an instant all the flower bones bloomed.
Yuan Ying was close to this camellia, and she couldn't help but be stunned. Suddenly, a leaf slashed across the back of her hand, and suddenly there was a trail of blood on the back of Yuan Ying's hand.
Feng Zhu frowned when he saw this, and directly turned the flower pot to the ground. As soon as the porcelain pot hit the ground, it shattered, and the dirt and flowers inside were scattered on the ground.
Feng Zhu pulled Yuan Ying with one hand and protected her behind him. He pointed to the flower that emitted white light and roared: "Little demon!"
Xiaohua, who was lying quietly on the ground, heard Feng Zhu's anger, and seemed to feel his anger, and actually trembled!
Yuan Ying stood behind Feng Zhu and watched all this, thinking that he had seen it wrong, and quickly rubbed his eyes.
How can a flower tremble with fear like a man?
"I ...... I seem to see this flower moving?" asked, pulling Feng Zhu's clothes and looking cautiously ahead.
"It's really moving, it's a little demon, it's a good thing in that bowl, and if you drink it, it will definitely be beneficial. Feng Zhu replied, slowly walking towards the flowers on the ground.
"No, don't come here......"
Suddenly, a childlike female voice came into Yuanying's ears, and she looked left and right when she heard the sound, but no one came out. Could it be ...... Got a ghost coming out?
Yuan Ying couldn't help but be frightened by her imagination, and subconsciously wanted to lean on Fengzhu's side, but suddenly turned around and saw a small face the size of a palm, staring at her with eyebrows and eyes.
"Ahh
Yuan Ying covered her eyes with one hand and supported the ground with the other and kept kicking her hind legs, "Feng, Fengzhu, help......" she shouted forward in a panic.
The little face that was close to Yuanying actually grew in the heart of the most beautiful camellia flower, and it looked at Yuanying's small eyes rolling bonely.
Suddenly it spoke, "It was you who gave me that blood, and from now on you will go to my benefactor." β
After Yuan Ying called for help, she didn't see Feng Zhu coming to her, but heard the girl's voice again. She closed her eyes and made out the direction of the voiceβit was right in front of her!
Yuan Ying opened her eyes suddenly, looking directly at the little face in front of her, there was no panicked expression on her face at this moment, and she stared at the camellia very calmly.
"Benefactor? Did I scare you? Aren't you also a demon? I heard that there is a saying among human beings that people are scary, and they are scared to death. Nowadays, there are also demons who scare demons, scaring a demon to death~" The little face giggled, flew away from the Yuan Ying and fell on the table.
As soon as he saw the flower leave, Yuan Ying suddenly arched his back against the wall in a decadent manner, and sighed loudly for the rest of his life. If she hadn't retreated to the wall and had no way to retreat, she wouldn't have used such a dangerous move, but she didn't expect it to work. This is still her biological instinct from the perspective of the animal world, and like people, she is afraid of creatures that are more imposing than herself.
I vaguely remember the last time she encountered a snake, and she didn't have the strength to escape, but she wanted to compete with it. Generally, shorter snakes will run away if they can't compare to people, but if this trick is used on a body like the green mang in the desert, it is to find death, fortunately, the snake is dead, otherwise she may be a pile of excrement now.
As soon as he thought of leaving, Yuan Ying's heart began to ache faintly again, rubbed his heart, and stared ahead with a melancholy expression.
After the camellia landed on the table, it walked back and forth on the table by the flower roots, consciously or unintentionally, always trying to get close to the bowl in the tray, and Fengzhu stood aside.
Feng Zhu noticed its movements, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he said softly: "Flower Demon, if you dare to pay attention to that bowl of soup, see that I won't kill you!" As he spoke, he spread out his right hand, and there were many pointed green bamboo leaves spinning above his palm.
Hearing Feng Zhu's words, the camellia flower heel was like a human leg, and it jumped back suddenly, far away from the tray.
After the flower root stood firm, the camellia trembled the flowers from time to time, and said resignedly: "You, you are wrong, I heard my sister say before that our flower clan is an elf, not a demon, not a monster, I heard that the demon is treacherous and tricky, and the monster is even more powerful, and it is also extremely ugly." β
β...... Scold. Yuan Ying couldn't help but look at the shy flower with amusement. I didn't expect them to be able to distinguish so many names, how much difference is there between elves, demons, and monsters? If you use the words of the flower elves, the monsters are all extremely ugly. Come to think of it, she tried to call the evil and handsome snake spirit the old monster, and with his appearance, she would have to call him the old elf in the future.
Suddenly, she thought of death again, and her heart tightened suddenly. Yuan Ying lowered her head and stroked her heart, and curled up uncomfortably.
"I didn't expect you to be quite sharp and sharp-toothed, a little demon who can just speak. β
Feng Zhu couldn't help but smile, picked up the bowl on the table and walked towards Yuan Ying, and the flower elf behind him looked at the bowl that was getting farther and farther away from it.