She understood what Bai Xiao meant, and she must sort out the process clearly, so that it would be more convenient to find out what went wrong.

"Feng Qiqi, you have already admitted it yourself, the sword in the heart of the flower god Niangniang was stabbed by you, what else do you have to do!"

The flower elf looked at Feng Qiqi viciously, and wanted to kill her directly to the flower god for burial.

"It's what I did, and I, Feng Qiqi, will never deny it, but don't want to hang on me for things that have nothing to do with me!

You own people in the flower world are fighting for power, and you have to figure it out no matter what! ”

Feng Qiqi was designed by Anwar, not Zi Yanran, she didn't count Zi Yanran, a person who didn't know anything in the flower world, as a person in the flower world.

"You've been here for about three quarters of an hour, and it's been a quarter of an hour since the elves reported the news.

That is, about two quarters of an hour after you left, black flames poured out of Anwar's body, burning him.

So, why did Anwar have a fire on him for a whole quarter of an hour before you came out to tell him? ”

Feng Qiqi's sharp gaze fell on the trembling elf again.

Because Bai Xiao stood in front of her, the elves in these flower realms would give her face and allow her to defend herself.

This was Feng Qiqi's only chance, and she had to seize this opportunity to make the people in the flower world understand the seriousness of the matter.

Otherwise, the next time he argues, he will be in front of the tomb of the god of flowers, and he glanced sideways at the god of flowers lying on the ground, and Feng Qiqi's eyes hid a sigh.

Let's not talk about the god of flowers, but the god of flowers protects the entire flower world too well, and she is the umbrella of the flower world.

When one of these umbrellas fell, facing the jackals, tigers and leopards outside, thank you for how to face such a simple flower and plant elf.

"Hearing that something happened to the flower god Niangniang, Yuan Shu Gongzi took away all the people who could call the shots, and we were afraid of the flames and didn't dare to approach." The elf shrank for a moment, and looked at Feng Qiqi's eyes with resentful anger.

"Then Yuan Shu, have you ever checked the body of the god of Liuxiang?" Feng Qiqi pointed to the god of flowers lying on the ground: "Except for the sword on the heart, what is the cause of death of the god of flowers, why don't you take a look?" ”

Feng Qiqi was a little grateful to the God of Flowers at this time, if it wasn't for the God of Flowers to return that piece of divine radiance, she would never have been able to say these words so rationally.

Yuan Shu took a deep breath, stepped forward and looked at the flower god lying on the ground tremblingly, a little bit of grass and tree divine power, condensed on his fingertips, and gently fell on the flower god's eyebrows.

Closing his eyes and starting to feel the physical condition of the god of flowers, his eyes suddenly widened, and he looked up at Feng Qiqi: "Where did the divine power in my sister's body go?" Why is there nothing left in the body? ”

"I told you, Zi Yanran wanted to devour her and hid her under the heart of the flower, and I, in order to break through the control of Dilian, stabbed the heart of the flower with a sword." Feng Qiqi breathed a sigh of relief.

Sure enough, as she thought, the body of the god of flowers was the biggest loophole in this layout.

She looked at the trembling Yuan Shu: "Eighty percent of the divine power in the flower god's body has been absorbed by Zi Yanran. ”

"Purple, Yan, Ran!" Yuan Shu read the name word by word, always feeling a little familiar, but there was no memory of him in his mind.