Military Major's Divine Doctor Hot Wife

Two pots of Anthurium andraeanum are placed beside the sofa, one on each side.

They are very beautiful.

The whole shape is very full, and the leaves grow at random. No matter from which angle you look at the past, you will feel that they are very beautiful.

It's a very intuitive feeling.

It's just too intuitive. I always think it's weird.

He Chenyuan felt strange at first.

It's just two pots of plants. What does song Yue care about?

However, when he looked closely, he found something strange.

Two pots of Anthurium are blooming.

The red petals are the same color as blood.

The petals of Anthurium andraeanum are special.

It looks like a leaf, and relatively thick, holding a yellow flower core.

Like people, will feel very good-looking.

People who don't like it will feel ugly, like plastic fake flowers.

Because it does have a plastic feel.

However, the two pots of red palms beside the sofa are completely different.

Anthurium andraeanum is not a rare species, because it is very red and is often used as decoration.

I think it's hot and festive.

Although he Chenyuan didn't know much about plants and couldn't name them, he saw many in his memory.

He has a good memory.

Now when I think about it, I think about it.

I found that these two pots of Anthurium were different from those he had seen before.

They're weird.

Even if he doesn't like plants much, he will subconsciously feel good-looking when he first sees them.

What's more strange is that their colors are darker than they've ever seen.

Instead of the flamboyant beauty, it was like blood.

He Chenyuan immediately realized that there was something wrong with these two pots of Anthurium andraeanum.

Moreover, song Yue had found out for a long time.

He Chenyuan subconsciously looks at Song Yue and sees that she has gone to one of the pots of red palms. He immediately feels uneasy.

He subconsciously walked over: "Yue Yue, you..."

Song Yue has already taken out a dagger and gently scratched it on the bloody petals.

The dagger is sharp and can easily cut the petals.

Then the bloody words came out.

It gives off an attractive fragrance.

It's even more bizarre.

Although Anthurium andraeanum blooms, its flowers are basically tasteless.

How could it send out such a strong fragrance?

Even if it is fragrant osmanthus, once separated far away, the taste will become very light.

I can hardly smell it.

You can guess it with your fingers. There's something wrong with the smell.

He Chenyuan frowned in disgust and came to song Yue.

Just at this time, song Yue stretched out his hand and grasped something out of thin air.

He Chenyuan:!!!

He suddenly noticed something.

Resentment.

It's so light that I can hardly feel it.

But there's an endless stream.

From the wound of the petal.

Song Yue kept pulling, as if in the drawing.

For a while, he Chenyuan found that the only resentment was gone.

At the same time, the fresh red palm suddenly withered.

He died directly.

He Chenyuan immediately had a guess.

This pot of Anthurium andraeanum is probably irrigated with human blood.

And that person must have suffered so much that there was a strong resentment in his blood.

Only with such blood pouring out of the anthurium, will accumulate a lot of resentment in the body.

Resentment is very light, indicating that the owner of blood is just an ordinary person.

And when the blood was taken, the man was still alive.

Because once a person dies, the resentment will be more serious, become more obvious, and can't hide at all.