Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

After a good night's sleep, when Aning woke up, he subconsciously looked at the young man meditating next to him, feeling a little shocked. Couldn't this guy have been sitting like this all night?

She quietly poked her head out and stared at Ying Chuyan, who had her eyes closed. The young man had a very handsome appearance, and his facial features were also exquisite.

The shallow sunlight fell on his face, making the skin translucent and delicate. The slender eyelashes drooped due to closing his eyes, as soft as butterfly wings. His lips were very beautiful, although they were bloodless, they added a hint of brokenness. There is a very small mole on the left side of the lip line, which looks like it has been painted on, giving it a visual feel like a painting of ink.

Aning looked and looked, and she always felt that the mole looked familiar, so she unconsciously stretched out her branches and leaves to touch the mole under her lip. Unexpectedly, as soon as the branches and leaves touched her lips, the other person suddenly opened her eyes.

She retracted her leaves with a hiss, feeling as if she had been caught for doing something bad, and said with a dry smile: "Good morning."

Ying Chuyan looked indifferent and nodded to her as a response. After a while, he said, "Did you just want to take blood?"

"Ang?" Aning was confused by his sudden words. He recalled what he said about taking blood yesterday and replied: "Yes, yes, yes."

She would never admit that she wanted to pull his lips.

"Now stretch out your hands." Aning pretended to be serious.

Ying Chuyan didn't hesitate at all, and stretched out her hand in front of the green plant. The tender green branches and leaves quickly wrapped around it, and a cool and silky feeling hit her whole body.

The blood was drawn faster than he expected, and his body didn't feel any strange. He didn't even see any blood. If the fluorescent green leaves weren't covered with traces of blood, he wouldn't even have thought she had taken any blood.

"Is this good?" The branches and leaves were withdrawn from the hand, Ying Chuyan was a little confused.

"Yeah." Aning nodded.

A trace of astonishment flashed in Ying Chuyan's eyes. The blood collection process he had imagined would be bloody and painful, but the blood collection just now was emotionless and could even be called gentle.

Is it intentional to make him relax his guard or is this the way it should be?

At this moment, his eyes looking at the green plants were more thoughtful.

"Are you in pain?" When the person didn't speak for a long time, Aning gently patted the other person's arm with a leaf.

Did you just use too much force?

"It doesn't hurt." Ying Chuyan shook his head.

To him, taking blood at that level was just a joke, and he didn't feel anything at all.

"Then why don't you speak?"

"What kind of flower are you?"

The two people in the cave spoke in unison, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense. Aning was chewing on each other's questions.

She has been here since she became conscious and has no contact with the outside world. She only slowly understands many things through cultivation.

But she seemed to have never thought about what kind of flower she was. After all, no one had asked her this question in so many years.

Now someone asked, and she couldn't answer for a while. After pondering for a long time, she solemnly said: "I am... a good flower."

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Recently, Ying Chuyan's injuries have improved to some extent, and his spiritual power has also recovered a lot. When getting along with Aning, he has gone from being defensive at the beginning to letting down his guard now.

Although the other party is a demon, his character is not bad.

It's just that it's not that easy to leave here.

This cave is very strange. You can practice normally even if you have enough spiritual energy. You can even practice at a much faster speed than usual. However, you will be restrained when using spiritual power, as if there is some barrier blocking it.

The seemingly lush and non-aggressive vines on the rock wall are actually fatal. Anything that comes close to the plant will be ruthlessly strangled by these vines and eventually turned into powder.

Previously, a snake demon appeared out of nowhere and wanted to devour the little flower demon. He wanted to help drive it away, but he was unable to do so.

Just when he thought that the little flower demon was about to be buried in the snake's belly, the vines in the cave seemed to be alive, tightly wrapping around the snake demon to stop it from moving forward.

Then the vines became more and more entangled, wrapping the snake demon tightly, and then gradually tightened, and the snake demon let out a miserable scream. It was not until the wrapped ball disappeared that the vines spread out in all directions.

But only a pile of powder was left in place.

This scene made Ying Chuyan completely afraid to act rashly. The snake demon was nearly a thousand years old at least. Even if he had intact spiritual power, he would probably have to spend some energy to deal with it, but those vines could easily destroy it. its removed.

This reminded him of how when he first fell into the cave, the vines tightly wrapped around his legs after just one step. If the little flower demon hadn't allowed him to get close, he would have ended up like the snake demon. .

But what puzzled him was why these vines were dispatched by a little demon that had not yet transformed.

After several days of observation, it was found that the vine and the little flower demon were separate individuals and were definitely not related to each other at the same time. So through what medium did the two form their current connection?

When asked about the flower in question, she hesitated and couldn't explain why, so along with this question, Ying Chuyan suddenly remembered a rumor.

Legend has it that there was a strange plant in ancient times. It grew hidden in the cracks of rocks in deep valleys. It was small, had many branches and leaves, and had a fragrant fragrance when it bloomed. It could make all things grow, and there were ghosts outside its radius. Vine accompanies it to resist foreign enemies.

According to records in ancient books, the name of this flower is "Suxiao". Eating it can improve the cultivation level and help cultivators enhance their spiritual power. It can be used as medicine to regenerate human flesh and bones, making it a rare treasure.

Yes, that little flower reunited his wound-healing power with just one leaf. Such incredible healing power is probably only possible in the world with the legendary alfalfa flower.

So, could the vines filling the cave be...ghost vines?

Ying Chuyan's expression became a little more solemn. There was no detailed record of the ghost vine in the ancient books, but he had seen its horror with his own eyes.

However, these clover flowers and ghost vines have disappeared for nearly a thousand years, so why do they appear here?

He even has spiritual consciousness...

If this little flower is really Su Shu, once it is discovered, a bloody war will definitely occur in the Three Realms.

But that's not something he should worry about right now.

For now, stay alive and get out.

Thinking of this, Ying Chuyan raised his eyes and looked at the budding green plant not far away, his eyes became more solemn. The little flower demon didn't know his identity, but all the signs were consistent with the rumored alfalfa.

She has been hiding here all year round, has never set foot in the world, and has no defense against people. He can easily get words out of her mouth.

But the other party is easy to deceive but also hard to mess with. Who would have thought that such a seemingly harmless plant could control the vines in the cave that lurk murderous intentions at will?

After spending a long time together at the bottom of the cliff, Ying Chuyan had a closer understanding of the little flower demon, and also knew that the other party did not mean to kill him, but just needed his blood.

But every time after collecting the blood, she would condense jade dew on the branches and leaves and hand it to him, so that he would not feel hungry and his body would recover quickly.

From this point of view, the little flower demon was actually quite good to him. After all, someone else saved his life. Now it is not an exaggeration to say that his life belongs to her.

Counting the days, he has been at the bottom of the cliff for more than half a month. Now his injuries have healed. If it weren't for the stubborn ghost vine, he should be on his way back to the sect.

This time the demons are well prepared, and I don’t know if Junior Sister can hold on...

"Ying Chuyan, do you want to go out?" Aning has been observing the man's every move these days. Although the man didn't mention anything about leaving, she could feel that he wanted to go out.

Just like her.

"If you want to get out, I can help you."

In the empty cave, the girl's soft voice was full of temptation, and it was hard not to ignore it.

"What are the conditions?" Ying Chuyan turned around and looked straight at the plant that was growing happily, with a wave of excitement in his eyes.

He knew that there was no such thing as a pie in the world. The reason why he was saved was for his blood, and those who helped him leave must have some purpose.

"I want you to take me out." Aning stretched out the branches and leaves and clung to the young man's fingertips. When the leaves lightly touched the calloused palm of the other person, she couldn't help but scratch it and continued: "Find someone."

"Looking for someone?" Ying Chuyan was stunned.

"Do you know anyone outside?" he asked.

Aning shook his head, "I don't know if it counts as acquaintance, but I have to find him."

"You don't know how to find someone, but do you know how big the world is and how easy it is to find someone." Ying Chuyan was puzzled.

"Isn't it easy..."

Hearing this, Aning took back the branches and leaves wrapped around his hand, and the entire plant wilted visibly.

In the past few days, her stems, roots and leaves have grown better and better, and the buds have also grown a lot. It must be Ying Chuyan's blood that has had an effect.

But just now, the originally straight branches, leaves and small buds drooped down, as if their heads were drooped, and they were so out of spirits.

"It's very dangerous outside. Your spiritual power is low. If you are caught refining elixirs, won't your achievements of hundreds of years be completely ruined?"

Perhaps because of being with her day and night, Ying Chuyan rarely had more patience with her.

"At least the vines will protect you here."

"Can't you protect me?"

"I have too much time to take care of myself."

It's no wonder that Ying Chuyan is indifferent. In this world, the strong are respected and there are many talents, not to mention the great demon with high spiritual power. If she is really taken out, it will definitely cause a fight between many forces. As far as she is concerned, this Not a good thing.

Besides, the sect's affairs have not yet been resolved, and the master's revenge has not been avenged, so he has no energy to care about other things.

"Staying here is your best choice." Ying Chuyan said.

It stands to reason that as long as he agrees to take her out, he can leave now. Without the obstruction of the ghost vine, wouldn't it be nice for him to find a secluded place to refine her into elixirs to improve his own cultivation?

But his first reaction at that time was to refuse. As for the reason for the refusal, he had no way of knowing, it was just subconscious.

"Staying here is never my best option."

After a long time, Ying Chuyan heard such words.