Clearly, its intelligence has not been developed for long, inherently childlike, completely unaware of why its cultivation in the Open Source Realm was held immobile by this delicate woman, even... it inexplicably felt a huge terror, almost, almost scared enough to wet the girl.
"Li Hua and Pear Blossoms are the same, but you are Xiaohua, the special one... who asked him to give you a name." Yun Qian sat on the pillow, placing Li Hua in front of her.
This Li Hua is the Demon Race bloodline stripped away by Wen Li through a secret technique, a part of her body and soul.
Although Wen Li can still sense some of its feelings, seeing them as an independent entity is perfectly reasonable.
At this moment, although Yun Qian had let go, Li Hua still dared not move at all.
"Xu Xiaohua, this name..." Yun Qian lowered her head with a smile, the curve of her lips very beautiful.
Xiaohua stayed there, staring blankly at Yun Qian's smile, after a moment, trembling even more.
