At the moment it was caught, the HP bar of the Flowing Light Hibiscus "swooshed" down a little.
"Wah wah wah!"
At the same time, a tender cry echoed. The flower trembled and wanted to retreat back into the mud, but failed, sobbing, "Help! Help! Wah wah wah... Let me go!"
Jiang Yuan: ???
"A boy?"
"Monster!" Upon hearing the Flowing Light Hibiscus, which had developed intelligence, emit the voice of a tender boy, Daoist Meng sneered and said, "Daoist friend, don't pay attention to it.
The Flowing Light Hibiscus is a divine flower of the Celestial Realm. If it developed intelligence, it would definitely be a Fairy. This rascal must be a fake! Maybe it's a green worm on the flower that turned into a spirit, trying to deceive us."
Jiang Yuan recalled a certain lotus child from mythological stories and murmured to himself that there was no need to have such stereotypes; boys and girls are the same. A girl can be a Fairy, but a boy is called a monster—how unfair.
