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Huanhuan stood by the pond and looked at the lotus leaves in front of her. She muttered softly, "It really looks like a lotus flower. I wonder if there are lotus roots to eat."

As soon as she finished speaking, many lotus roots were thrown ashore and fell to the grass beside Huanhuan's feet.

And they were all clean lotus roots!

Huanhuan looked shocked.

What was going on?

The little flower that had been standing quietly in the middle of the pool suddenly tilted over and gently rubbed the back of Huanhuan's hand as if it was wheedling.

Huanhuan was even more surprised. Even a lotus flower could become a spirit these days?!

Fortunately, the little bud was cute.

Coupled with the fact that she had dripped blood on it before, Huanhuan felt an inexplicable kinship with it.

She didn't feel afraid at all. She reached out and touched the small bud. "Did you give me all these lotus roots?"