A leaf quickly withers and falls.

But there are ten green leaves on the flower stem.

When will nine of these ten leaves fall? Feng Qingyan doesn't know, but he is looking forward to it.

What will the black pottery flowerpot look like when the other side flower blooms?

What changes will happen?

Xiang Liu noticed something at this moment and looked at the black pottery flower pot with some surprise. He was immediately attracted by the flower of the other side in the pot.

But what about Qing Jia?

After a while.

It looked away from the other side flower and looked around. Why is Qing Jia missing?

At this time, the land of dreams was still shaking violently, with cracks appearing one after another, and terrifying light bursting out from the cracks, exuding an indescribable aura of terror, which seemed to make the world collapse even more.

These terrifying lights are just like the lights in the real world.

How can the land of dreams afford it?

"Emperor, where is that guy Qing Jia? Where did he go?" After looking around for a week, Xiang Liu still didn't find Qing Jia's figure, so he couldn't help but curiously asked. Although he didn't believe Qing Jia could survive the Emperor's death.

He ran away in front of him, but Qing Jia was indeed missing.

Maybe it actually escaped.

If this is the case, it is still a little envious. After all, who wants to be someone else's watchdog?

Who wants to spend their whole life condescending to others?

Who wants to listen to other people's orders forever?

It is Xiangliu, a terrifying existence in the holy realm, and one of the sixteen taboos that make the world laugh out loud.

or……

Should I run away too?

Xiang Liu's eyes fell on those cracks.

It vaguely felt that these cracks were cracks in the dream wall, and perhaps it could escape from the dream through the cracks.

From now on, you can escape from the dreamland.

When the idea was born, it spread like a kudzu vine and began to search for suitable cracks. In the process of searching for cracks, it would flatter and laugh from time to time, and say flattering words that made me want to vomit.

Within two or three seconds, it found a very suitable crack, which was the crack behind the black pottery flower pot. However, the black pottery flower pot was blocking it. At first glance, the black pottery flower pot looked very ordinary, as if it was really just a

Just a rough black pottery flower pot.

But I don't know why.

One more glance at it immediately made his heart palpitate, and even his soul began to tremble.

This is no ordinary flower pot.

If it were an ordinary flowerpot, how could the emperor hold it with his own hands?

It suddenly remembered that the emperor came holding this black pottery flowerpot, which showed that the black pottery flowerpot was not an extraordinary thing. As for its power, it did not know, but it would make its heart palpitate and its soul tremble.

It may be common, or it may be taboo.

By the way, there is that flower...

It was attracted by the Flower of the Other Side again, staring at the Flower of the Other Side with curiosity, always feeling that this flower contained unspeakable power.

It seems that as long as it is swallowed, all memories can be restored.

No matter how long the lost memory is, even the past life, the past life, it can be recovered.

This is a magical flower that can restore all memories.

At this moment, it couldn't help but walk towards the other shore flower, and couldn't help but want to devour it. The idea of ​​​​devouring it was stronger than the idea of ​​​​escaping from the dream.

Its soul vibrated slightly.

This magical flower can really restore all memories.

But as it got closer and the thought of devouring it became stronger and stronger, a figure in white walked in front of it and picked up the black pottery flowerpot, causing it to become furious and shouted: "Let go of that flower!"

"this is mine!"

Xiang Liu said angrily.

"You want this flower?"

Feng Qingyan turned around and raised his head slightly to look at Xiang Liu.

"Let go of that flower!" Before Xiang Liu woke up, a terrifying aura burst out from his body, tearing the dreamland apart.

"This is just a very ordinary red flower."

Feng Qingyan smiled calmly.

"Very ordinary? Humph! Do you think I, Xiang Liu, am an idiot? This is a flower full of magic that can restore all memories..."

Xiang Liu's eyes gradually turned blood red.

Although it was extremely angry and wanted to snatch the red flower away, it kept holding back, as if it was afraid of something deep in its soul.

"How is it so magical?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"I don't know, but I can vaguely feel that it is full of magic." Xiang Liu blurted out, "Moreover, it can restore my memory, the memory I lost."

"What memory did you lose? What memory did you lose?"

Feng Qingyan continued to ask.

"I don't know, but I know that I have lost a very important memory. It seems that someone has tampered with my memory." Xiang Liu was trying to remember, but he was still very angry. Then he suddenly remembered something and said angrily: "It's him

, it was him, it was he who tampered with my memory, I was not actually created by that person..."

"Who? Who tampered with your memory?"

Feng Qingyan looked at Xiang Liu who was in a strange state and asked, trying to get some useful information out of Xiang Liu's mouth.

"It's Emperor Shang..."

Just as Xiang Liu finished speaking, something like water flowed through his soul, washing away his memory again.

But at this moment, it suddenly woke up, what did I just do?

Did I look like a fierce emperor just now?

Its body suddenly softened and it lay on the ground. It looked at Feng Qingyan with some fear and asked cautiously: "Emperor, Emperor, I, what did I just say?"

"You said you wanted this red flower."

Seal Qingyan Road.

"ah?"

Xiang Liu was stunned for a moment and felt relieved, but he looked at the other side flower with some doubts. Did I just ask the emperor for this red flower?

What do I need it for?

And can't eat it.

By the way, what did I just do? It tried hard to think about it, but still couldn't remember it, so it asked out of curiosity: "Emperor, where is that guy Qing Jia, why is he missing?"

"it's here."

Feng Qingyan looked at the black pottery flowerpot, then turned his green-armored side towards Xiang Liu.

Xiang Liu saw that on one of the sixteen flower pots, Qing Jia was engraved on one of them. Although it looked carved, it was like a soul...

It seems that Qingjia was suppressed on the black pottery flowerpot.

Xiang Liu was stunned for a moment, his soul couldn't control the trembling, and there was some horror in his eyes.

Isn't it as if Qingjia was really suppressed on the black pottery flowerpot? It finally understood what was so special about the black pottery flowerpot.

"This this……"

It stuttered in shock and looked very frightened.

"This flower is called Bana Flower. There is only one in this world." Feng Qingyan said, "It can indeed restore people's memories. Whether it is the past life or this life, all memories can be restored. But now,

I can't give it..."

"Emperor, Emperor, I, I don't want it."

Xiang Liu panics the way of God.

"By the way, you just said that you were not created by Emperor Shang, so what's the origin? Did you remember anything?"

Feng Qingyan asked.

"Ah?" Xiang Liu was stunned and said repeatedly: "Emperor, this, how is this possible? I, Xiang Liu, was created by the Emperor. What other origin can there be? I, Xiang Liusheng, am the Emperor's person.

It’s the emperor’s ghost…”

"You are a ghost."

Seal Qingyan Road.

"Oh, yes, I am a ghost." Xiang Liu nodded repeatedly, but then he was a little stunned. He couldn't help but look at himself and said with suspicion: "Emperor, I can't say that I am a ghost. Could it be that I am a ghost?"

Alien body?"

"I made a mistake."

Feng Qingyan frowned and realized that he had just said the wrong thing.

It is indeed inappropriate to say that Xiang Liu is a ghost. After all, neither Xiang Liu nor other taboos are spirits.
To be continued...