King Xuan Cang was silent for a long time and looked at the Flower God.
"Miying, I want to ask you, if you really recover your memory, can you give me an explanation?"
The flower god sighed helplessly.
"Okay," the flower god finally agreed, "I promise you, if I really recover my memory and know the reason, I will definitely give you an explanation, but I want you to promise, no matter why, as long as I say
You must go back to the devil world. If you continue to stay here and harm innocent people, I will never forgive you, nor will I forgive myself."
The reason why she has been reluctant to see him and doesn't want him to continue to be obsessed with this is that she is worried that even if she gives the so-called explanation, she still won't be able to persuade King Xuan Cang.
She was about to lose her soul and completely disappear between heaven and earth, but if her fault caused another disaster to so many innocent people, she would really feel guilty and uneasy.
She used to be the God of Flowers, and her duty was to maintain the order of flowers and plants in the world. It was also her duty as a god to maintain the order of flowers and plants in the world. This was her duty as a god. She could not harm the common people because of her own selfishness.
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But no matter how she explained it, King Xuan Cang still refused to give up.
When King Xuan Cang heard what the Goddess of Flowers said, he roared angrily, and his huge figure turned several times in mid-air angrily.
This is important and that is important. Why is everything important in her heart but him? Does she have a heart or not?
King Xuan Cang was furious, but facing the only opportunity at hand, he still had to compromise, "I promise you."
The next moment, he swung out a long tail and directly rolled up Qing Hui and the others. The next moment, he appeared at the place where the vision occurred.
It was a lake like the rising red sun.
The mirror-like flat surface of the lake is shrouded in a ball of red light, as if it is boundless as far as the eye can see, with no boundaries visible.
Qingshan, Liu Shuangyue and the little rabbit were all thrown to the ground. The little rabbit immediately jumped into Qingshan's arms and rubbed her worriedly, as if he was afraid that she would be hurt. Qingshan rubbed it.
Its head whispered: "I'm fine. Do you know this lake?"
"The lake didn't exist before, and it's not as big as it looks here." The little rabbit turned to look at the lake, and then quickly turned his head again: "Can't look at it, my eyes hurt."
As he spoke, the two rabbit ears drooped down, covering their eyes.
Qing Hui hugged her and climbed up. Liu Shuangyue also walked over at this time, her face a little pale: "This breath is really uncomfortable. It's probably because of my demon cultivation. When I feel it, it feels like it's been suppressed."
, can’t even stare over there.”
Qing Hu looked at the lake, but he felt nothing. He even felt warm.
The flower god also flew over and explained to them: "The Fusang sacred tree is the habitat of the three-legged golden crow. It is contaminated with the true fire of the sun, the most powerful and powerful sun in the world, and is incompatible with all evil spirits. If you can't resist it,
Don’t come forward.”
Qing Hui hurriedly threw the little rabbit in her arms to Liu Shuangyue, "You guys stay away first so you don't get affected."
Liu Shuangyue and her had a tacit understanding for a long time. After hearing what she said, she didn't hesitate, picked up the little rabbit and left first.
As a demon king, King Xuan Cang is supposed to be incompatible with the aura of the sacred tree, but at this moment he was hovering motionless in the air, showing no signs of leaving.
Qing Hua: "..."
This is to monitor them and prevent them from playing tricks.
I really didn’t expect that King Xuan Cang, one of the majestic Demon Lords, would be such a big love brain.
Qing Hui shook his head helplessly and said to the Flower God: "The breath here won't affect me. I can go in first and give it a try. What about you? Do you want to go with me or stay here?"
The Flower God immediately surrounded her: "I will go with you. My true body is a Ying tree, and I am also the essence of flowers and trees. Even if the sacred tree cannot be touched, it will not hurt me."
Qing Hua nodded, "Okay."
Qing Hui raised his head and said to King Xuan Cang: "King Xuan Cang, we are going in now, but we have to trouble you to guard here."
King Xuan Cang struggled for a while, but still agreed. Even if he wanted to go in together, he knew that the birth of the sacred tree was God's will, and he could not interfere.
Qing Hu walked towards the lake.
The red light shrouding the lake was actually more like a barrier. Qing Hui originally thought she would be hindered when she walked over, but to her surprise, she actually passed through the barrier and walked in.
This is……
Before Qing Hui had time to think about it, she felt dizzy and swirling in front of her eyes. Before she could see anything, she was sucked into a whirlpool. When she opened her eyes again, she was already standing on the sea.
Yes, she was surrounded by the endless sea. The blue water was as calm as a mirror, completely reflecting the blue of the sky, without even a single cloud.
She looked toward the end of the sea, where two huge trees grew intertwined. The trees almost touched the sky, and their red leaves intertwined into a huge semicircle, like a red sun hanging on the sea level.
Is this the Fuso sacred tree?
But why does it look so familiar?
Where has she seen it?
For a moment, Qing Hui's head was filled with pain as if she had been pricked by needles. She had clearly seen it before, but she couldn't remember it at this time. What was going on? Why was this happening?
She didn't have time to think too much, and ran towards the sacred tree quickly. The sea level did not even ripple under her feet. She kept running, and kept running, but it seemed that no matter how hard she ran, she could not get close to the location of the sacred tree.
Suddenly, as if a hole had been cut in the originally blue sky, chaotic gray surged in, blurring Qing Hui's vision for an instant. She tried hard to see what was going on, but she couldn't see it.
It was unclear, only the sounds of countless fighting, the sound of arrows, and the snapping of trees could be heard.
I don’t know how long it took, but the world finally calmed down again, and the gray atmosphere slowly dissipated, but the world also turned into a mass of gray-white.
She was actually very, very close to the sacred tree.
But what she saw was the sacred hibiscus tree that had been broken at the waist and uprooted. Its leaves covered the sea surface, and each piece of it withered.
Chapter completed!