Although the use of the furnace tripod to cultivate is a crooked and evil way, it is a shortcut to cultivating soul arts, and it is sought after by many powerful people.

However, this kind of extravagance-rotten-rotten life only appeared in the upper circle of the big clans, and this group of people lived an extremely luxurious life and was extravagant.

If the Qing-Lou is a place for fireworks, then the Lingding Pavilion is even more so, and it is a place where only powerful nobles can go.

Here, the furnace tripod is also divided into three, six, nine and so on, appearance, figure, and soul power are all bargaining chips for the furnace tripod classification, and the higher the natural strength level, the higher the price.

Those who are ugly and have poor stature will be classified as low-class furnaces.

The lowest level is the tool furnace that has been erased of consciousness, unable to move and have no thoughts, and can only be allowed to be recklessly replenished by the employers who come to cultivate.

Jiang Wanrou, who was sold to the Lingding Pavilion by Yun Jiao, was the lowest-grade furnace ding, because the skin on her body was burned, her whole face was miserable, and her hands and feet couldn't move.

It was put into a special human-shaped box, which became a tool for people to play with, leaving only a pair of eyes and a mouth exposed.

The three meals a day are spiritual herbs and pills, and there are also special people who are responsible for cleaning up these tools every day, and they will inevitably be picked up by the little guy at night.

However, the tools and stoves are all unconscious, and the only one who has consciousness is Jiang Wanrou, and when the little girl cleans up her body, it can be imagined......

In the luxurious dormitory, on the sandalwood table, the green smoke curling in the copper incense burner exudes a luxurious atmosphere everywhere, and on the three-meter-wide brocade couch, Jiang Wanrou closed her eyes tightly on the brocade couch.

Although she had only been here for a few days, she felt like she was going crazy, taking different pills every day, and being crushed by all kinds of men.

It was a desperate feeling, but she didn't even have the right to die.

She hated the Gu family and Gu Qingli's slut in her heart, but unfortunately she couldn't win Gu Qingli's body, let alone bring down the Gu family.

As long as she died, she could be saved without this body.

When she gets out of here, she must let the Gu family die, so that they will not die well.

These days and nights, she will keep cursing this slut, cursing her for eternity and never being able to die!

She stared at the red gold roof, painted with a red-faced humanoid picture, but she was not affected by these in the slightest, her eyes were shining with a vicious and cruel light, she must take revenge!

"Hehe, Jiang Wanrou, are you still comfortable these days?"

Gu Qingli lifted the curtain and slowly walked into the room, looking at Jiang Wanrou's tearful appearance, a wicked smile hooked up on her lips, showing a surprised expression, and said with some irony:

"Tut-tut, look at the furnishings in this room, so luxurious. Jiang Wanrou, I satisfied your heart to enjoy glory and wealth, do you have to thank me well? ”

"Slut, you devil ......"

Jiang Wanrou's eyes shot at Gu Qingli, as if she had been quenched with poison, glowing with a vicious and ruthless light, if she could move at this time, she would definitely go up and strangle her.

"Hehe, if you want to be vicious, I'm far from you, you taught me!"

Gu Qingli seemed to be smiling, moved the lotus step lightly, sat down on the chaise longue on the side, leaned lazily, her feet on the armrests, and looked lazy like a noble cat.

"What exactly do you want to do? Kill me! ”

Jiang Wanrou was extremely angry, she had been planning for so long, why did she fall to the point where she is now?