"What's going on?" The villagers' eyes widened as they watched the incredible scene in front of them.

The swamp formed a thick and dark trunk crisscrossed and crisscrossed, and sunk into a large crater, which was covered with branches, and in a short time a trunk several times thicker than the other branches twisted out of the middle of the marsh, like the main trunk of all branches, like a large tree, standing in the middle, about three or four meters long, and at the top there was a huge dark purple bud, the size of a peach.

Zhang Sheng looked extremely religious, his hands folded, kneeling in front of the purple bud, his mouth kept muttering to himself, and his white eyes stared at the bud motionlessly, expectantly.

In the middle of the month, a soft light was sprinkled on the swamp, and suddenly a beep and beep peeling sound appeared, the main stem began to shed black dry skin, slowly revealing a smooth green stem, the purple buds on the branches also slowly bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, several faint purple rays of light appeared, and then, eight double-layered eight-colored petals stretched out, about the size of a child's face, and there was no goose-yellow stamen in the center of the flower, replaced by a human face, A bewitching face blooms in the center of a purple flower.

It slowly opened its bewitching purple eyes, a red lip as bright as blood raised a seductive smile, and its skin was as clear as winter snow, with a few patches of redness.

The people not far away, both men and women, looked at it obsessively, their eyes full of burning and longing, especially the men who followed, both young and old, their eyes were locked on that strange flower, is this the Demon Domain Devouring Flower?

"Where have you been? It's so anxious to make people wait! A long, slender, slightly sneering, extremely charming voice came from the red lips of the beautiful face, and the goosebumps fell to the ground that made the listener feel numb, as if an electric current had struck him.

Zhang Sheng looked at it with blank eyes, and with a trembling hand in his hand, he took out a ball of blood-red something and handed it to the devouring flower.

The beautiful face squinted at a pair of purple eyes and pursed her sexy lips: "Tick blood flower? How is it a tick blood flower again? ”

Zhang Sheng lowered his head and was silent, the blood-red flower in his hand fell into the mud pit, was absorbed by the tree vine, and melted in an instant. Meirenhua's face was faintly angry: "I want human blood, I need human blood to continue to live, so that I can transform into shape and get rid of this damn dirty thing, don't you understand?" ”

Zhang Sheng's expression didn't seem quite right, and he muttered while kowtowing and begging for mercy: "He, they, all, all, are all my 、、、 mine, my family, I can't do it, you still, still drink me, my blood, blood!" ”

As he spoke, he rolled up his already tattered sleeves, revealing a bloodstained, protruding, bony arm, and stretched into the deep pit, and in an instant the intertwined and chaotic vines were all brought to life, and they surrounded the arm, wrapping it into a large green rattan ball.

The Demon Devouring Flower seemed to be quite enjoyable, and its smooth and tender green stems began to show a striped path, in which blood flowed back and forth, constantly transmitting, transporting, and excreting、、、、、、

The folks hiding in the bushes panicked, daring to love this is a flower essence?