"Why don't you answer?"

Chu Feng frowned slightly.

"I, I ......"

Nie Xiaoqian thought of last night's incident, her heart was full of sourness, she didn't know how to speak, I was for a long time, my eyes were sore, and I was about to cry.

"If you want to cry, get out of here and cry again!"

Chu Feng spoke very politely, last night he failed to attack the Transformation God Realm again, and he suffered a lot of divine injuries. At this time, I am depressed, and I can't see people crying and crying.

"Leave, but, but ......"

Nie Xiaoqian raised her pale excessive hand, pointed to the sky outside that was gradually brightening, her eyes showed fear, as a novice ghost, these days, she has not been poisoned by the sun, and several times she was illuminated and festered, hiding in a place with strong yin qi, and stayed for several hours before recovering.

Chu Feng turned his head to look at the sky outside, and muttered for a while, condensing a small amount of Yin Qi obtained from cultivation from his body, forming a light cluster and penetrating into Nie Xiaoqian's body.

"You've been a ghost for fifty years, and if you don't stay in the sun for a long time, you'll be fine, go ahead!"

Nie Xiaoqian, who suddenly became vigorous due to the increase in yin qi, stared at Chu Feng, looked at it for a few breaths, came back to her senses, thanked her, and walked out quickly. This night, the psychological shadow caused by the ghost grinding was too great, and she didn't want to stay longer for a moment if she could go.

Suddenly, a slightly displeased voice came from inside the house.

"Girl, check some in the future, wear more clothes, if necessary, you can find a male ghost, the wooden handle of the grinding plate of the poor road is used to push and grind, not to play."

Nie Xiaoqian, who had just walked to the door, turned around and happened to see Chu Feng's hand, pointing to the wooden handle of the grinding plate, which had a lot of water stains on it.

"Dao Chief, that's the slave's saliva, all night, this grinding disc endlessly released whips, pumped the slaves, and smoked the slaves to the point of foaming at the mouth."

"Pumping you? Whip? ”

Chu Feng was stunned, could it be that the so-called servants and ghosts, pushing and grinding, are whipped with whips. Heaven and earth are extremely cloudy, how could such a strange thing be born.

"I, I ......"

Nie Xiaoqian slammed me a few times, thinking of what happened last night, it was too unbearable, so she stomped her feet and flew away.

Chu Feng turned around, walked to the gray and white grinding plate, looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "Start grinding rice!" ”

Suddenly, a thick black whip came out of the grinding disc.

A whip shadow quickly grew larger in Chu Feng's eyes.

"Bold!"

Chu Feng quickly threw out a group of light where yin and yang converged.

The black, thick whip quickly retracted, like a frightened turtle.

Chu Feng took the enlightenment rice on the grinding plate, blackened his face, and walked out.

Last night's incident, he thought about it with the soles of his feet, and he also figured it out: last night, Nie Xiaoqian strayed into this wooden house and was whipped overnight, so he had an embarrassed appearance in the morning.

Returning to the Kunlun Divine Tree, where the aura was like a waterfall, Chu Feng threw hundreds of Enlightenment Rice into the air, fixed it with spiritual power, and slowly refined it.

Time was in a hurry, and in the blink of an eye, it was evening, and the center of Chu Feng's eyebrows emitted a dazzling red light.

"Avatar"

"Avatar"

……

A voice, or rather Chu Feng's heart, kept making sounds.

After a long time, Chu Feng opened his eyes, and the red light in his eyebrows dissipated.

"Failed Again"

With a sigh, Chu Feng's figure flashed and returned to the glorious and magnificent Dao Ancestor Temple.

In the middle of the night, at the peak of the Bulao Peak, the cold wind is blowing continuously, and at the entrance of the Taoist temple covered by the mist, a few weeds are gently swaying, and the old trees more than ten steps away are swaying. The occasional hoarse chirping of the night owl from the back mountain adds a bit of gloomy atmosphere to this barren Taoist temple.

Swish! A strong cold air, carrying a woman in white, galloped out from the depths of the mist and arrived at the door of the Taoist temple.

"Xiaoqian, come back with me to see grandma!"

There was another cold air, and a barefoot and bewitching woman in green clothes chased after her with a whip.

The woman in white who rushed in front, that is, Nie Xiaoqian, stopped and turned around, her expression sad and tearful.

"Xiaoqing, everyone is in trouble, why do you have to work so hard!"

"Hmph, I don't feel like I'm in trouble, follow my grandma, I want the wind to be the wind and the rain, I don't know how good!"

Xiaoqing, with a cold expression, just finished speaking, the whip in his hand was beaten.

Nie Xiaoqian dodged dangerously, flicked the sleeves of her robe, got up from the ground, and flew towards the vast floating immortal mountain.

Xiaoqing was stunned for a few breaths when she saw the floating immortal mountain, came back to her senses, and followed.

Xiao Qian, who was advancing, felt dizzy for a while, and the secret path was not good, and then her body involuntarily flew towards the Innate Spirit Root Garden.

Xiaoqing also reacted in the same way.

"Nie Xiaoqian, why is this happening?"

Xiaoqing shouted with a pale face.

Nie Xiaoqian didn't respond.

Not long after, the two ghosts came to the Innate Spirit Root Garden, which was full of medicinal fragrance.

"That's a lot of elixir! Nie Xiaoqian, how did you find this place, if we eat these immortal medicines, that dead tree demon will not be allowed to let us move! ”

Before Xiaoqing finished speaking, he involuntarily followed Nie Xiaoqian and flew into the wooden house in the southwest corner.

In the center, a prosaic millstone, lies quietly.

The same scene and painful memories made Nie Xiaoqian, who came first, shrink her neck and subconsciously retreat to the wall.

"What kind of place is this? A grinding disc"

Xiaoqing, floating to the ground.

Two lines of brilliant golden text appeared in the void:

In the middle of the night, ghosts enter the house

Innate spiritual treasure, ghost grinding and excitation

"What?"

Xiaoqing's expression changed, and he waved the whip in his hand and whipped it over.

Hmph, a black thick whip came out of the grinding disc and whipped on Xiaoqing's body, and suddenly, Xiaoqing had a long blood mark from his face to his chest, which was shocking.

"Nie Xiaoqian, you slut, you dare to trap me!"

Xiaoqing held the whip that was broken in half and shouted with a hideous expression.

Nie Xiaoqian was startled, thought of something, and hurriedly exclaimed.

"Xiaoqing, throw the whip away, or you'll get even worse"

Nie Xiaoqian's reminder was a step too late.

Syllable......

Another whip was whipped on Xiaoqing's face, and there was another terrible blood mark.

"Nie Xiaoqian, I am inseparable from you!"

Xiaoqing thought that Nie Xiaoqian had harmed herself, and yelled angrily.

Nie Xiaoqian hurriedly ran to the grinding plate and pushed the wooden handle.

"Xiaoqing, come here, push the grinding disc, and it'll be fine"

Xiaoqing, who was whipped twice, was not stupid, and rushed over when he saw this.

Because the wooden handle is too short, Xiaoqing's hands are not enough.

Syllable......

The third whip came again, revealing a large area of skin on his back.

Xiaoqing's face turned cold and pushed Nie Xiaoqian aside.

"Slut, get out of here!"

Syllable......

A whip was whipped on Xiao Qian's body, which left the wooden handle, and it hurt hotly.

"You"

Xiao Qian was also angry, got up, and pushed Xiao Qing aside.

Syllable......

Another whip was whipped on Xiaoqing's buttocks, undulating for a while.