No wonder the flowers here bloom regardless of season, that’s it!
The woman in purple clothes was still kneeling there: "Girl, girl..." Her voice was trembling, which made Fang Xiyan's heart tremble. She couldn't help but sigh: "What do you want to ask me for? Get up and talk."
After all, she came from modern times and was not used to having people kneel down to answer questions. She waved her hand and asked the purple-clothed flower demon to get up.
The purple-clothed flower demon was still lying there: "Young lady, I dare not say anything until I promise."
Fang Xiyan frowned. She was most annoyed by people threatening her like this! She had seen this kind of drama countless times in Gongdou movies and TV shows...[
She glanced at the woman in purple and turned around: "Then just kneel here!"
The purple-clothed flower demon was stunned for a moment, but finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke out: "I beg the girl to say a few kind words in front of the Demon Lord..."
Fang Xiyan: "..." Let her speak kindly in front of the Demon Lord? She is not one of the Demon Lords?! If it does not matter, the most is that she is still his prisoner. I don't know when a small life will be
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Now that she is a clay bodhisattva, she can't even save herself when crossing the river. How can she speak kind words for others?
She opened her mouth and was about to refuse outright, but when she looked at the surrounding terrain, something suddenly occurred to her. She was alone here. If she wanted to escape, she might have to borrow the power of these flower demons. She couldn't offend them...
"What kind of words do you want me to say for you?" She said in a gentle voice, which meant a promise.
The purple-clothed flower demon's eyes lit up, and she finally stood up, waving her sleeves lightly, and the lavender around her swayed and danced with her movements: "Do you like this sea of flowers, girl?"
Purple lavender is like a purple ocean. Fang Xiyan nodded: "I like it!"
The purple-clothed flower demon's eyes became brighter: "How about the girl just tell Lord Demon Lord that she likes us?"
Is it that simple? Just saying she likes her is considered a good word? Fang Xiyan nodded her head generously: "Okay."
As soon as she finished her sentence, colorful mist suddenly appeared in the sea of flowers around her, and beauties walked out of the mist.
They are also dressed as maids, and the clothes they wear are the same color as the flowers and plants in the place they are in charge of, red, orange, yellow, green, blue and purple.
Coupled with the green color on Fang Xiyan's body, it is a colorful spectrum.
Women of six colors, all with clouds and mist, fat and thin, each with their own beauty, surrounded Fang Xiyan in the middle, chattering: "Girl, please give us a kind word..."
Each of them represented their own sea of flowers, and the six eyes looked at her eagerly, like a little palace maid looking at the emperor's most favored concubine, which made Fang Xiyan suffer...