"No, what did you just say? I think I heard the name of our Guardian from the Purple Bamboo Forest.
Who, who died? Was it Mr. Bamboo or the Xiong Shan Monarch? It couldn't be Auntie Lan, could it? She's just a simple Flower Demon who only knows how to do makeup, without any worldly desires. How could she have died, sob sob..."
Fang Qingzhu was overwhelmed with grief, her eyes becoming moist, as if she was about to turn into a downpour.
"It's Zhu San, Zhu San..." Xiaoyu was so angry that she was about to lose her breath.
She felt that she had been tricked by Fang Qingzhu into leaving the island and coming to this Flower World, and it was entirely foolish of her.
This young lady, what is she thinking about all day long?
It's entirely out of touch with reality, talking to her is like speaking to a wall.
Could it be that when a woman is too beautiful, her intelligence is not high? This beauty was exchanged for her brains, it seems.
