The stunning woman on the edge of the cliff snorted coldly, and her cold gaze swept over several women.

"That's it. A woman laughed miserably, a cold light flashed in her hand, and a dagger had been pierced into her heart.

The woman fell down without a sound and landed in the stone pool, the water instantly stained red with blood.

The other women, whose faces were so dead, gritted their teeth one by one and killed themselves with knives.

"You can go back. The woman on the cliff looked at the only woman standing.

"Yes, Holy Maiden. The woman let go of the girl's hand, saluted respectfully to the woman on the cliffside, bowed slightly to the girl, and whispered, "Little saint." Then he bowed his head and turned around, and walked away quickly.

The girl watched the woman's figure disappear into the distance, turned around slightly, and looked at the Qingling woman on the edge of the cliff.

"Zhao Yue'er, I didn't expect that it would be you who survived in the end. The Qingling woman smiled faintly, "But it's no wonder, after all, you are someone who has seen Luo Chen before, and you have a close relationship with him, so it is common to be able to touch a little luck with him." ”

"Luo Chen. The girl's brows were furrowed, and a look of thought appeared on her little face.

"Don't tell me, you can't remember him. The Qingling woman's voice was slightly cold.

The girl was silent, her slender eyebrows were almost twisted together, and for a long time, Mo Ran's delicate body trembled slightly, and she lost her voice: "Luo Chen, Senior Brother Luo." ”

On her little face, there was a hint of excitement, and her pink little fist clenched hard.

"You remember him, it's good. The Qingling woman's face softened.

Zhao Yue'er bit her lip hard and looked at the few women who had fallen in the stone pool.

"Senior Brother Luo. ”

Thinking of that handsome young man, her heart trembled uncontrollably.

How could she forget him, if it weren't for the fact that she remembered him in her heart and wanted to see him again, how could she defeat several other people, successfully survive, and become the little saint of the Soul Control Pavilion.

Among the several candidate little saints, she didn't have any advantage, but she won in the end, relying on this obsession in her heart.

She wanted to live, she wanted to see him again.

After entering the holy pool, the endless pain was almost insane, and countless times she almost broke down and wanted to give up, but as long as she thought of that figure, she had the strength to hold on again.

Looking at her incomparably perfect delicate body, Zhao Yue'er was slightly stunned, and then looked at the pool water, but what was reflected was an unfamiliar face.

She is extremely clear, her face is beautiful, and she exudes endless breath of life, but this appearance is not what she originally was.

Only then did she remember that her original body had long since ceased to exist, and the current body was the perfect body reshaped by the Holy Pool, which Master had told her long ago before she entered the Sacred Pool.

"Meet Senior Brother Luo...... Will he still recognize me? Zhao Yue'er suddenly thought of this question, and her heart was a little anxious, and a layer of mist couldn't help but appear in the depths of her clear and holy eyes.

"I really envy you and remember your name. On the edge of the cliff, the clear woman said, her voice a little strange, "I never knew who I was. ”

"If you succeed in taking possession of this body, your master will not have to die. The woman's voice quickly regained its calm, "But your identity is different, in the Soul Control Pavilion, you are second only to me, your original master, and you will only be your slave in the future, from today on, I will be your master, do you understand." ”

"Yes, Master. Zhao Yue'er said softly and bowed her head respectfully.

No matter what, I survived after all, Master, and myself.

"Also, you are no longer what you used to be, you are no longer Zhao Yue'er, you are the saintess of my soul-controlling Excellency's generation, the name Zhao Yue'er can only be hidden in my heart in the future. ”

The Qingling woman stared at Zhao Yue'er, and there was no trace of emotion in her voice: "From today on, your name, unless you have my permission, can never be mentioned to others, you know?" ”

"Yes, Master. Zhao Yue'er said softly.

The Qingling woman looked at Zhao Yue'er, who looked exactly like herself, and suddenly felt a little inexplicable irritability in her heart.

Back then, she was also so beautiful, but the girl opposite was even younger, and that youthful breath was something she could never have again.

There was a hint of disgust in the woman's eyes, but it was quickly concealed.

Originally, she didn't expect that it was Zhao Yue'er who won in the end, she had some headaches for this matter, and she was thinking about how to turn this matter around, so as not to let this matter affect her relationship with Luo Chen.

And now the new little saint is Zhao Yue'er, her mind moved, the plan was adjusted, Zhao Yue'er became her disciple, this matter, grasped well, may not be able to become an opportunity.

An opportunity to win over Luo Chen.

The Soul Control Saintess thought in her heart, but her face was silent, and with a slight wave of her jade hand, a cloud of black smoke shrouded Zhao Yue'er's body.

It was a black veil, covering Zhao Yue'er's body tightly, and only a pair of bright eyes were exposed.

"In the future, you are not allowed to let anyone see you unless you have my permission. The woman commanded coldly.

"Yes, Master. ”

Zhao Yue'er nodded again and raised her eyes to look at the woman.

"Master......"

Say. The woman said coldly.

"I ...... Can I see him again. Zhao Yue'er said, her eyes flashing, with a hint of eagerness.

"Ridiculous, you are the saintess of the Soul Control Pavilion in the future, you need ice and jade for the rest of your life, and the love between men and women must be completely put down, this is the door rule of my Soul Control Pavilion, don't you know. The Qingling woman had a pretty face and shouted slightly angrily.

"But ......"

"Alright. The Qingling woman looked at Zhao Yue'er, her eyes were full of unwillingness, she shook her head slightly, and said softly. "Some things, easy to say, difficult to do, let you let go now, it's really a little difficult for you, this year, your little lover has set off a lot of waves on the mainland, if you want, you can tell you about it......"

"But I want to see him like that...... You better stop talking. ”

"Yes, Master. Zhao Yue'er nodded, looking at the Qingling woman, with a hint of expectation in her eyes.

......

After a long time.

“...... That's probably the case. The Qingling woman ended her story.

Zhao Yue'er's delicate body was covered with black veil, and she couldn't see the expression on her face, but judging from her clenched fists, she was also extremely excited at the moment.

The only pair of starry eyes that were exposed to the outside were even more radiant, and they looked extremely happy.

"It turns out that Senior Brother Luo is ...... It's already strong to this point, and our Qixia Sect ...... It has also become a third-level sect. ”

The Qingling woman snorted: "You are already the little saint of the Soul Control Pavilion, and the Qixia Sect has nothing to do with you, you have to keep this in mind." ”

"Also, don't think about it anymore, the woman you like is your sister, not you. ”

"I know that no one can replace my sister's place in his heart. Zhao Yue'er said softly, "He's so powerful, I'm also happy for my sister, I'm ...... I just want to have a chance to see him again. ”

"If you want to see him, I can promise you. The Qingling woman said expressionlessly.

"Really. Zhao Yue'er's eyes flashed suddenly.

"It's not a difficult thing, when this Wending Ruins trial is over, he will appear in Xiaoshan, and I can take you with me then." The Qingling woman looked at Zhao Yue'er deeply, "But don't forget your identity, you can only look at him from a distance, and you can't let him know your identity." ”

"I know. Zhao Yue'er nodded, "Senior Brother Luo won't recognize me now." ”

The Qingling woman nodded: "It's good that you understand." ”

Looking at Shi Chi again, the bodies of several women had disappeared, and with a wave of the Soul Control Saint Maiden's jade hand, Shi Chi disappeared extremely strangely, as if it had never existed.

"I'm going to go out, within the Soul Control Secret Realm, and you'll be in charge for the time being. The Qingling woman said, "Your body has just been conceived, you can't leave the Soul Control Secret Realm, once you leave, your body will inevitably collapse, take this opportunity, you can also adapt to your new identity, one day, the entire Soul Control Pavilion will be under your control."

"Master, where are you going? Zhao Yue'er said.

The Soul Control Saintess was obviously a little uncomfortable with Zhao Yue'er's concern, glanced at Zhao Yue'er deeply, and said lightly: "I want to compete for the position of the head of the Seven Sages this time, and I can't rely on my current strength, but what, your little lover wrote a poem "White Horse Chapter" for me, worthy of everyone's name, it is really a hand-me-down, with this "White Horse Chapter", my strength should be improved a lot, plus Mo Chengfeng's old horseman helped, to win the first of the Seven Sages, there will be more than ninety percent certainty." ”

"Master, are you going to enter the Wending Ruins? Zhao Yue'er asked.

"Yes. The Qingling woman nodded indifferently, and a small bronze square tripod appeared in her hand.

"The ruins of Wending have endless opportunities inside, but unfortunately every time you enter, it costs a great price. ”

The Soul Control Holy Maiden looked at the bronze Fang Ding, shook her head slightly, and said, "If there is no good sacrifice, I'm afraid the gains will outweigh the losses, this Wending ruins...... It's been more than thirty years since I wrote a poem on the snowy night of the butterfly. ”

"Although Xiaozhou is known as a gathering of talents, it is difficult, difficult, difficult to get a real masterpiece. The Soul Control Saintess sighed, "If it weren't for Luo Chen's "White Horse Chapter", how would I dare to re-enter the Wending Palace, and how dare I take the risk to challenge Bai Qi." ”

Zhao Yue'er was silent, this time she came back from the dead in the holy pool, not only obtained this perfect body, but also obtained an extremely large inheritance memory.

In a sense, she and the current master are the same person, at least in terms of blood, the same body, which contains different souls.

So she knows a lot of things, as long as the master is willing to let her know, she already knows, and she is naturally clear about the grievances of the Seven Sages of Xiaoshan.

Of course, there are some things that Master didn't let her know, after all, everyone will have their own secrets, and some secrets can't be passed down as inheritance memories.

"When your body can leave this Soul Control Secret Realm, you can also have the qualifications to enter the Wending Ruins. The Soul Control Saintess looked at Zhao Yue'er and said, "Everything I have will be yours sooner or later, and this Wending is the same, but your strength is already strong enough, and it will also cost a lot to enter this Wending Ruins, and if you don't have a good enough sacrifice, you can't make up for your losses at all." ”

"In the future, you must remember that you must be sure enough to enter this Wending Ruins. ”

"Yes, Master. Zhao Yue'er nodded.

The Soul Control Saintess stopped talking, Fang Ding waved lightly, and an oval portal appeared in front of him, and a nine-colored light emanated from the portal, and a rich aura of energy came out of it.

The Soul Control Saintess gritted her teeth and stepped into it suddenly, her figure disappeared in an instant, and the next moment, the small portal also disappeared in an instant.

Zhao Yue'er stood silently on the edge of the cliff, letting the flowing clouds live and die under her feet.

Suddenly, with a wave of her hand, a suit of clothes enveloped her body.

The clothes were a little smaller, they were the old things she had when she came to the Soul Control Secret Realm, she was still a little girl, and these old clothes were completely out of proportion to her current curved and delicate body.

"Senior Brother Luo can't recognize my appearance, so he should be able to recognize my clothes. Zhao Yue'er said in her heart.

With another wave of his hand, the black gauze once again covered the body, and an old coat was hidden underneath.

Although she has changed her body, Zhao Yue'er is Zhao Yue'er.

suffered such a big change, but her heart has not changed much, and she is still the lawless little witch in Qixia City.

Zhao Yue'er did not have the habit of obeying others, even for this new master.

Not only did she want to see Senior Brother Luo, but she also wanted Senior Brother Luo to know that she was still alive.

She will never forget the scene when she was separated from Senior Brother Luo.

She was extremely sad and desperate at that time, and on Senior Brother Luo's face, she also clearly saw his pain and helplessness.

She knew that Senior Brother Luo cared about herself, and with Senior Brother Luo's temperament, she would definitely blame herself from time to time for her own affairs.

If he knew that he was still alive, he would probably feel a little relieved.

Becoming the Holy Maiden of the Soul Control Pavilion means that it will be impossible for her to be with him, and now she has no idea of competing with her sister.

"But, no matter what, I must let Senior Brother Luo know that I am still alive. Zhao Yue'er said in her heart.

......

The ruins of Wending, the center of the ruins of the city, above the square.

Under the misty statue, a nine-colored portal suddenly appeared, and a slender and light figure stepped out of the portal.

Judging from her posture, she seems to be an extremely beautiful young woman, with a beautiful face and a cold face that rejects people thousands of miles away.

However, the corners of her eyes have faint fine lines, and there is also a little gorgeous hair between the thousands of green silks on her sideburns, which looks quite dazzling, and her pretty face is cold and quiet, and her expression is extremely incommensurate with her current appearance.

(End of chapter)