Yes, Ye Li also scraped off the pollen on the "Jiu Chen" who helped her, and the poor flower was as listless as if she had been betrayed.

Ye Li, who got the pollen, staggered away, leaving a flower of "Jiuchen" messy in the wind...

Pour all the pollen into the pot and stir with a large spoon unique to Meng Po.

Why can Meng Po soup make people lose their memory?

Is it Meng Po's special secret recipe?

Of course not!

This was thanks to Yan's magic weapon, the spoon that looked to have lost its paint and was a little blackened.

Any liquid that can be drunk stirred with that spoon can be called Meng Po soup, so Ah Yan unscrupulously put the ingredients indiscriminately.

In her opinion, it's good to drink it, pick what to pick, and drink the undead ghost!

The pollen was fully fused with the spiritual water under the stirring, with some fine flashes, Ye Li silently recited the incantation in her mouth, and a purple-red flame drilled out of her white and delicate palm, she took the opportunity to wave it to the bottom of the pot, and the flame flew into the bottom of the pot as if she had been instructed.

Under the fierce burning of the flames, the water in the pot soon gurgled and bubbled, and the soup in the pot was light pink, and a burst of fragrance was carried into the noses of the ghosts and gods by the breeze.

"Oh my God, it smells so good!"

One ghost howled exaggeratedly, and then the others began to praise it.

"I'm doing a good job of boiling this soup today.

Ah Yan was ashamed to attribute the credit to her, how could she endure other people's soup being better than hers, in her opinion, the soup must belong to her if she used her spoon, she was unreasonable.

Ye Li smiled bitterly, although she was helpless to do it, but for her, she was satisfied that she could help those ghosts get out of the sea of suffering, so she didn't care about it.

"Oops, I forgot to give Ah Chendu divine power"

Ye Li patted her head, remembering this incident, she was a little anxious, how could she forget the important things?

Ah Yan's face changed inadvertently, and returned to its original state, she really cared about the flower, if she fell in love, how would it be good.

"Go ahead, you're a precious flower"

Ah Yan only sighed at the coincidence of fate, it seems that even if this is a few more lives, fate cannot be reversed.

"Then I'll go"

Ye Li waved his hand to Ah Yan with a smile in the corner of his eyes and ran towards Huangquan Road.

"Ah Chen" has grown up a lot under Ye Li's careful care, and he is already half Ye Li tall, and the petals are standing proudly, like a king's demeanor.

"I'm back"

Ye Li greeted "Ah Chen" warmly, holding a bowl of spiritual water in his hand and carefully watering it in the soil.

The spiritual water slowly entered its body along the soil, and was quickly absorbed, and the lines of the petals became deeper and deeper, Ye Li sat down cross-legged, trotting all the way to make her breathing a little short.

She adjusted her breath and began to cast spells in her hands, and the strange thing was that the flower spirits on the other side, who had always been against her in the past, also came to her side to protect her.

The wind gently brushed Ye Li's hair, her eyes were closed, her slightly curled eyelashes were stained with beads of sweat, and most of the divine power in her body was injected into the flowers in front of her.

There is only one thought in her mind at the moment, which is to find a way to make the flower in front of her become a god quickly.

Ye Li didn't know that her appearance fell into the eyes of the flower opposite.

In that flower, a solemn man in black was absorbing Ye Li's divine power, his dark eyes were full of danger, his thin lips were closed to add a bit of sexiness to him, a dark purple light surrounded him with mystery, Ye Li's divine power compared to this purple qi, it was like a trickle, so slight that it could be ignored.

It's not that he doesn't have consciousness, it's just that he doesn't have a god form, and he can sense everything Ye Li does every day.

He is not exclusive to the name Jiuchen, so let's use it for the time being, his surname in his previous life was Zhao, Zhao Jiuchen, which is not bad.

Zhao Jiuchen is different from ordinary people's reincarnation, even if he drinks Meng Po soup, he still retains the memory of his previous life, he knows that this comes from the mysterious purple qi in his body.

He can't forget how his country died in the first place, he worked hard every step of the way, but in the end, he just saved her with a soft heart, and everything he had in his hands was destroyed, how could he not hate!

The ungrateful woman in front of her looked familiar and hateful, and now was not a good time, and it was not too late for him to break through the divine form and take revenge.

After the divine power was delivered, Ye Li was lying weakly next to the flower on the other side, her face was pale, but she turned her head and smiled at it, although she worked hard, her heart was very sweet.

Hades has been busy lately, and he hasn't been distracted from Ye Li's affairs.

When the flood struck, tens of millions of people died.

The black and white impermanence have been working overtime for many days, and they are tired and miserable.

The name white impermanence is Xie Bi'an, and black impermanence is Fan Wusheng.

They have different division of labor, for men, white impermanence sucks its yin soul, black impermanence disperses its yang spirit, and for women, black impermanence sucks its yang soul, and white impermanence disperses its yin spirit.

Bai Wuchang usually does things safely so that he doesn't worry a lot, but Hei Wuchang hooks the wrong soul every once in a while, which leads to deep resentment among the ghosts, and in the eyes of the night, he is hopeless.

"Hey, when something happens to this world, we have to be tired and break our waists"

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an sat cross-legged on a stone, panting, and recounting grievances in his mouth.

Xie Bi'an was dressed in white, with a thin body, and a golden ring lock was fastened around his waist, which was the place where the soul was contained, and there was a black iron chain circling beside him, and a sharp hook on it glowed silver, called the life-chasing hook.

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an was a handsome young man in his previous life, and his white robe became a little yellowed because he often wore it.

His family was poor, and he had been studying poetry and books for more than ten years, preparing to go to Beijing to take the exam, but he was robbed of his wealth by robbers halfway.

He had to rush forward hungry and satisfied, passing a temple halfway to rest for the night before leaving, but in the evening a woman came in and wanted to kill herself.

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an hurriedly rescued the person and asked the reason, and the woman told him in pain.

It turned out that the woman was originally the daughter of a large family, and she couldn't get married because her face was covered with acne, and seeing that the girl was getting bigger and bigger, the woman's father had to post a notice to ask for marriage.

After sticking it for three days, a reckless man saw the news and came to the door, he was enthusiastic and cheerful, did a lot of work, and did not dislike the woman at all.

The woman's father also really appreciated the reckless man, and let them get married on a certain day.

Who knew that the reckless man's personality changed greatly after becoming a relative, and he often beat and scolded the woman, and the woman's father was angry but wanted to reason, but he was beaten half to death, and he died after lying down for a few days when he went back.

The reckless man was even more arrogant, using the woman's money to bring different girls into the house every day, and the woman said that he would be beaten up for a few words, and the woman was heartbroken, and she just wanted to find a no-man's land but in this life.

Bai Wuchang Xie Bi'an listened to it, and his teeth itched with hatred, that reckless man was really hateful, since he encountered this matter, he would not care about it.

Xie Bi'an asked the woman to secretly lead him to her house, and the two hid, and Xie Bi'an learned that the reckless man would drink a bowl of strong wine when he came home, so he poisoned the wine.

When the reckless man returned home, he felt thirsty, picked up the wine bowl and drank it in one gulp, and died of poison after a short time.

Xie Bi'an persuaded the woman to leave the country with all her property, and the woman was very grateful to Xie Bi'an and fled from the city overnight.

Soon after the case was discovered, Xie Bi'an was arrested and interrogated by the yamen, and he only said that he was jealous of the reckless man who married Miss Qianjin and killed him, and did not mention anything else.

Xie Bi'an was sentenced to be beheaded after the autumn, and on the day of the execution, the other prisoners were all dressed in white prison clothes, and he begged the prefect to let him wear black clothes for execution, and the prefect thought that this was his last wish, so he agreed.

It was late autumn on the day of the question, and it was a little cool, and in the bustling crowd, Xie Bi'an saw the woman in white at a glance, she hid her face and sobbed.

When the woman learned that Xie Bi'an was going to be beheaded, she hurried back, and she wanted to send her life-saving benefactor on her last journey.