When Geno came to the twisted jungle again and saw Jena in Maokai's care, he was stunned.

"Maokai, I know you like my daughter very much, but you can't hide her secretly! What? You said that the girl in front of you is Jiena? I don't believe it!"

When Geno left the island, Jena looked only five years old. After only a few months, she had already grown up graceful and graceful. She had a fifteen-year-old foundation. She looked like a quiet water lily, and her temperament was filled with her own independent temperament.

At first, Geno didn't believe it, but when he saw the girl's exact petal costume, he believed it halfway; when the pretty girl flew into his arms and called her father, he had no doubt at all.

"Maokai, why does she grow so fast?" Jeno even began to wonder if Maokai had fed Jena some hormone fruits.

"For the past few months, Jiena has been absorbing the remaining curse power on the island every day, so she is almost the same every day. Now this island has been almost purified by her."

Maokai gave its answer, and Gana grew up under its care, how could it not know what had happened to her?

"..." Geno fell into silence, as if he had made some mistakes with something important.

Oh my God, it is said that women change a lot when they grow up, but Jena is growing too fast!

Before Jeno even had the joy of raising his daughter, Jena had already skipped her short childhood and became a big girl!

Thinking of this, Geno couldn't help but feel sore in his nose, and he said to the girl in his arms without tears:

"Jina, you have come down, you have grown up, and you can no longer beg for a hug like a little girl."

Jiena obediently let go of her hands, but her face was full of doubts: "Why can't you hug when you grow up? Can't you hug anymore? And father, why do you look unhappy?"

"I'm not unhappy, just because the fathers in this world are like this." As he said that, Geno took Nicola to Jena and let them get to know each other.

"Father, is this a gift for me?" Jiena held Niko's colorful face condescendingly, and the two creatures stared at each other with their amber pupils.

"This is not a gift, this is your new friend Niko, a Vastalian." Jeno explained to Jena and introduced Niko again: "This is Jena, a natural spirit, and it can be regarded as my daughter."

Of course, when he said the last sentence, he was full of pride.

"Friends? Are you someone who can share the fruits together, right?" Jena asked.

"Yes." Geno answered her affirmatively.

Jiena's physical development has left her mental health far, and her thoughts are still ignorant. She is afraid that her understanding of the world is at the same level as that of Niko, and her three views must be strengthened and consolidated.

"Wow, Geno's daughter..." Niko shook his nose a few times and said seriously: "It smells so good!"

"So you just want to say this..." Jeno saw Niko's expression on his face, and thought she wanted to say something shocking, but she didn't know it would be so unnutritious, but it was really delicious.

Jeno thought of something and handed over the pot of Yetan Jielan to Jiena.

Jiena loves flowers, and she is naturally happy to see such a beautiful pot of flowers.

"Father, I always give me gifts this time. Uncle Maokai said that humans always like to give gifts. Every time my father travels, he will bring gifts back to give them to his children."

Jena's innocent appearance made Jeno unable to tell the truth to her, but this was what she would face sooner or later, so Jeno could only cruelly tell her the truth:

"Child, this is not a gift, this is your mom."

"Ah?" Jiena felt the feeling of being speechless for the first time.

How could her mother be so simple as a pot of flowers?

"Let's go, let's plant your mother." Geno held Jiena with one hand and Niko with the other, and began to shout and take a taxi.

When he came to the Mysterious Deposit again, Geno asked Jiena to water Ye Tanjielan some of the springs of life.

Although I want Zyra to return to her original form and sacrifice a living person as a nourishment, Geno would not do such a bloody and cruel thing, especially in front of the two children.

The Fountain of Life is enough to provide all the nutrients needed for Zyra's production.

Jiena picked up a pool of spring water with her leaves and gently watered it on the orchid. Then she saw the orchid growing wildly, and her expanding roots squeezed into the flower pot and soil, spreading into the pool, and sucking greedily.

In the dark basement, a huge blood-colored bud gradually took shape, and the petals frequently showed bright colors, just like a beacon ignited by blood.

Jiena did not feel any abnormal discomfort from this evil scene. Instead, she learned how she was probably born into this world. Her honey-like eyes bloomed with strange spirits, as if it was due to her expectation for the visit of her blood relatives.

The buds bloomed, emitting a strong fragrance that was too strong for Jeno and Niko, but Jena didn't find it strange, and she happily leaned over with her natural sense of intimacy.

Then, a woman walked out on the petals.

She looked around and the dark environment could not stop her scorching gaze. The bloodlines gathered into a faint silk thread in her eyes, which made her see Jiena at a glance.

"Mother?"

Jiena tried to attract Zilla's attention. She instinctively sensed a dangerous aura from Zilla, so when she called her mother, she was not as natural as she called her father.

"Come here, let me see."

Jiena approached and put on Jiela's stretched palm.

While Zella passed every detail of Jiena's body in her eyes, she stretched out the vines wrapped around her arms, and serpentally wrapped around Jiena's white arms.

Jiena frowned slightly, because a thorn pierced into her skin and sucked her juice, but it was just a level of pain in the injection, so she silently endured it.

After verifying that Jiena is her bloodline, Jiela hugged Jiena enthusiastically.

The evil red and the holy white are entangled in harmony, breathing each other's fragrance of flowers, like a combination of a devil and an angel.

They connect each other with vines, and the pulse of life and the communication of souls are transmitted between these channels, and at strange frequencies, they are like combining into the same creature.

Geno, who was standing beside him, was very worried. He was afraid that Jera would assimilate Jena or brainwash it, so he dyed a piece of white paper red.
Chapter completed!