The Prince Who Was Raised in Hell novel Chapter 1043

There was a sound outside the courtyard. Judging from the sound, there should be more than one person coming.

Caspian’s eyes narrowed slightly. He was not sure if what he had just done had attracted other cultivators. After all, he had set up a formation to isolate the sound. But he didn’t expect that the commotion would be so big, beyond his imagination. However, even if someone heard the noise and came over with evil intentions, he had nothing to be afraid of.

He took back his arm and was about to step out when he heard someone coming in from the courtyard and talking at the same time.

“Senior Brother, did you hear wrongly just now?”

It was a woman’s voice. Caspian was not in a hurry to go out, but looked out through the gap of the window, a man and a woman walked into the courtyard. The couple looked to be in their twenties. The female cultivator who had just spoken had an oval face and black hair hanging down. She looked exceptionally pure. There seemed to be waves flowing in her eyes, giving people a pitiful feeling. The male cultivator had thick eyebrows and big eyes, looking very serious.

The male cultivator walked in front and looked around vigilantly. “I did hear the rumbling sound here just now. It’s better to be careful.”

Just as the male cultivator was about to turn to look at the broken wooden door, the female cultivator suddenly pointed at a big tree in the yard and said, “Ah, Senior Brother, look at the little white flowers on this tree. Can you pick a few for me?”

The male cultivator immediately turned his eyes and did not see the wooden door that had been smashed by Caspian.

A meaningful look appeared in Caspian’s eyes…

After pausing on the female cultivator for a while, he looked at the big tree with little white flowers.

When Caspian walked into the courtyard, he saw the big tree, which was 70 or 80 feet behind the flower bed. The tree trunk was as thick as a bowl, and the crown of the tree was like a big pot. But the most striking thing was the white flowers growing on the branches. Each of the white flowers was about the size of a human’s fingernail. They were densely packed. At first glance, there were probably five or six hundred of them. These little white flowers were clustered together, which made them in a good mood.

Looking at the strange tree with white flowers, Caspian tilted his head.

This man with thick eyebrows and big eyes was obviously interested in his pure-looking Junior Sister. The other party asked for something, so he immediately forgot his purpose of coming to the small courtyard. He nodded repeatedly and walked toward the strange tree.

“Senior Brother, help me pick a few more,” the pure Junior Sister said crisply.

“Okay,” the male cultivator replied. He walked under the tree and raised his arm to pick up the white flowers.

At this time, Caspian saw that the female cultivator took a few steps back when her senior brother was picking flowers.

The male cultivator’s finger had already touched a small white flower. What he needed to do next was to break the stem and take it off. But at this moment, the little white flower touched by his finger shook slightly. In the next moment, a pair of blood-red slender eyes opened on the petals of the small white flower.