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Chapter 517 Flower Valley 7
Qingjue seemed to be thinking about something.

If she guessed correctly, the flower ball itself was the legendary fallen flower god. And this black dragon was the King Xuan Cang of the demon clan, who had a high status. The flower god and King Xuan Cang had a relationship, but later the flower god left without saying goodbye. When they met again, the flower god had already fallen. King Xuan Cang was unwilling to collect a trace of the flower god's residual soul from the flower god's tomb in the Flower God Valley, so he set up a barrier here and sealed his body and the flower god's residual soul here for tens of thousands of years, just to force the flower god to come out and give him an explanation.

What a persistence!

Qing Jue really didn't understand what kind of love could make people wait for tens of thousands of years without any regrets?

But now is not the time for her to understand other people's love. Instead, she needs to find out where this place is and how she can get out.

Seeing the stalemate between the two sides, Qing Ju suddenly spoke up, "King Xuan Cang, don't get excited. How about this, you leave first, I'll talk to this sister, and I'll give you an answer tomorrow, how about that? Don't you just want to see this Flower Goddess sister? Everything can be discussed, don't get angry first."

"Shut up! I can't wait even a quarter of an hour!" The black dragon roared, "Miying, come out!"

"You've waited for tens of thousands of years, and you're just waiting for this day?" Qing Ju shouted, "Then fight, the worst that can happen is that we'll both die together. You want to see your sweetheart? Dream on!"

The black dragon's tail, which was about to swing over, froze in mid-air.

Ever since Qingju started talking, the flower ball that was protecting Qingju has remained silent and has not made any sound.

Hei Jiao couldn't help but think, maybe, this woman who appeared here inexplicably, could really help? He remembered the real body of the girl he had just seen, hesitated for a moment, raised his head unwillingly and roared, then turned around and dived into the quagmire and disappeared.

"Finally I'm gone," Qing Ju muttered, looking at the flower ball that surrounded her. The blue-purple petals were emitting bright light. She originally felt a little uncomfortable in this space, but at this moment, the uncomfortable feeling disappeared completely, and even the spiritual power that she could not use seemed to have recovered a little.

Qing Ju stretched out his finger and gently touched the petals: "Are you the flower god Mi Ying?"

"Yes, but not really. I have already fallen. The remaining remnant of my soul is attached to the petals, but it is about to dissipate. There is a familiar aura on you. I should have seen you somewhere, but my soul is incomplete and is about to dissipate. I have lost many memories and can no longer remember." Mi Ying sighed softly: "My original body is a jacaranda. I used to be the flower god of Xuanjingtian. I had an engagement with the rain god Shiyu, but I fell before I could fulfill the engagement. I no longer remember why I fell. I only vaguely remember that when I was experiencing the calamity, I met one of the nine demons of the nine cities of the Demon Realm, Xuancang King Tan Wei, and had a relationship with him. Later, I returned to Xuanjingtian, and the past was over. But I don't know why I fell, and my soul dissipated. When I regained some consciousness, I had already slept here, leaving only a remnant of my soul attached to the petals, trapped here by Xuancang King."

"It's not that I don't want to see him, but I have long lost all feelings about the past, and my memory is even more incomplete. As time goes by, this soul will eventually dissipate. I can't give him the answer he wants, and I can't give him the result he wants. It's better to let everything dissipate with me and end it completely."