In the endless darkness and infernal hell, Su Qing endured the scorching of the three flavors of true fire and the pain of deboning and devouring souls day and night, just when she was about to lose it.

A distant voice entered this Infernal Hell.

"Qing'er, Qing'er, where are you?" the voice was very eager.

As soon as Su Qing heard this voice, he immediately raised his head happily.

This is Master's voice, but how can Master find her in this Infernal Hell?

In the end, she learned from the pain, made up her mind, and used her last bit of strength to separate the most powerful spirit, rushing out of the Qiankun Ding, and rushing straight to the source of the sound.

This dark soul flew over thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally, in the Demon Circle, not far from the Western Heaven Elysium, she found her master.

The soul floated thousands of miles away, it was already incomplete, locked in the Qiankun Ding by Emperor Tianqi, and it was dilapidated, not to mention, it had to fly over thousands of mountains and rivers. The voice is even more ethereal.

"Master, please, save the disciples!"

A middle-aged and elderly man six and a half feet tall, dressed in black, wearing a hat, with figure-eight eyebrows, a collapsed nose, a figure-eight beard, and a big black mole on his neck, and a few long black hairs on the mole, stood on the edge of the cliff.

When he heard this ethereal voice and turned around, he saw this dark soul.

He raised his palm and laid it flat.

The wisp of darkness immediately floated into the palm of the middle-aged man's palm.

"Qing'er, how can this be? The teacher recently calculated that you would return to the Demon Emperor's body, so he used this thousand-mile sound transmission technique to find you, why did you become like this again?"

The man looked at the dark soul and asked worriedly.

"Master, Master, help me, please, save the apprentice!" Su Qing pleaded.

"Who made you like this?, and what about your other souls?" the middle-aged man cried viciously.

"Master, my soul is in the Qiankun Ding in the Infernal Purgatory, scorched by the Three Flavors True Fire, and eaten by the Nine Heavens Dark Iron. ”

When Su Qing said the back, he gritted his teeth with more and more hatred.

"Qiankun Ding, you mean, it's the Dead Domain Divine Venerable?"

The middle-aged and elderly man was already full of hatred, but when he heard that it was Qiankun Ding, he looked a little scared.

"Well, right now, Emperor Tianqi is not in the Infernal Purgatory, Master, please, save me!" Su Qing pleaded again.

The man nodded reassuringly.

Then use a treasure gourd to put this wisp of Su Qing's soul into it. Fly away and head to the Infernal Hell.

Within half a day, the man was in the dark Infernal Hell.

When he lit the torch and looked at the huge Qiankun Ding, he was a little stunned.

He used all his skills to open the Qiankun Ding. Fish out the Su Qing inside.

However, the fished out Su Qing has long been unrecognizable, where is there still the beautiful face of the past?

The man sighed: "Qing'er, you have become like this now, you have to reshape your body." The original body is no longer usable. ”

"Master, thank you!"

"Come back to the West with me! I'll help you reshape. The man said again.

"Okay!" Su Qing nodded and agreed.

The man took out the gourd and opened it. Su Qing's soul floated into the gourd.

The smile on the man's face was a little lewd. Then, with the treasure gourd in his hand, he dodged and flew out of the Infernal Hell, heading towards the Western Heavenly Demon.

Passing through the country of Tianzhu, the middle-aged man saw an extremely beautiful woman below, washing clothes in the Ganges River.

He flew down from the clouds and came to the woman. He asked the woman if she would like to leave with him.

The woman shook her head, reluctant. And the man became ill-willed.

With a wave of his hand, the washerwoman fell into the Ganges, drank a few sips of water, and drowned.

The man fished the woman ashore, and with a wave of his hand, he immediately laid down an enchantment.

He hurriedly released Su Qing from the treasure gourd.

As soon as Su Qing was released, he was still a second monk, and he was confused.

"Master?"

"Quick, while the corpse is still hot, you hurry into her body. The man urged.

Su Qing listened, and without saying a word, he turned into a wisp of black smoke and flew into the woman's forehead.

After a while, the woman opened her eyes, and her heart began to beat again, and her pulse was up.

She stood up, looked at the man, and bowed.

"Thank you Master for saving your life. Master's grace, Su Qing is toothless and unforgettable. ”

The middle-aged old man, looking at Su Qing's current appearance, was even more itchy.

"Qing'er, do you know what Master wants, as long as you are obedient and obedient!" Master ......" he said as he moved his hands and feet to Su Qing.

Su Qing still wanted to resist.

"Master, you are my master, a teacher for one day and a father for life. ”

"Su Qing, don't forget, your two lives were given by your master and me. Don't those high-sounding, useless truths. Lao Tzu wants you. ”

He walked up to Su Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, and shouted condescendingly.

"But, but you are my master!"

Su Qing struggled again, because, in her psychology, from beginning to end, there was only one Emperor Tianqi.

"Hehe, Su Qing, don't fucking shame on you. Don't think that you look at God Tianqi, Lao Tzu doesn't know.

To tell you the truth, you have to agree today, and if you don't, you have to agree. The man roared.

"Master, but I only have the affection of master and apprentice for you. Su Qing continued to struggle.

The man grabbed her by the long hair, picked her up, and flew to the Western Heavens.

Within half a day, the middle-aged man returned to the cave mansion of the Western Heavenly Demon Mansion.

As soon as he entered the cave, the man threw Su Qing and threw him on the wooden bed.

"Tonight, serve Lao Tzu well, as long as Lao Tzu is happy, what do you Su Qing want?"

Su Qing lay on the bed and raised his head. Blood flowed from the corners of her mouth, which made her even more poignant and moving. She glared at the man viciously.

The man walked over and reached out to take Su Qing's chin.

"Don't look at me with such resentful eyes, wait a minute, you'll beg me. ”

After the man finished speaking, he walked to the table beside him, picked up the wine glass on the table, and filled it with wine.

He picked up his glass and drank it down. Then, he poured another glass, walked over, pulled Su Qing's hair, and brought the wine glass to Su Qing's lips.

"Drink!" he commanded loudly.

Su Qing closed his mouth tightly and gritted his teeth, just not giving him a chance.

In the end, the man's patience ran out and he slapped Su Qing in the face.

"Don't fuck you, shame on you, believe it or not, I'm going to make you die right now?" he threatened.

Don't say it, this trick really works, Su Qing can't, so he opened his mouth and drank it.

"Is that enough?" she asked, with a crying voice.

The man nodded in satisfaction.

"That's good!"