"Then the deity will follow your wishes!" said Master Xuantian, opening the incantation.

The sky was originally clear, but in the blink of an eye, thunder roared. A purple bolt of lightning hovered above the altar.

Yi Qiuxue's face turned pale, looking at the lightning overhead, as if she had lost her soul.

If this lightning can make her reborn again, in the next life, she will definitely make these people who bring her pain suffer.

Xuantian Master's fingers trembled, and he almost recited the wrong incantation, but he quickly retracted his thoughts.

Yi Qiuxue cried out in pain, the cramp-like pain of peeling her skin seeped out of her flesh little by little, and in an instant, she had been roasted into a ball of charcoal.

She was most afraid of fire, and she tried to avoid it, and she died in the fire for the rest of her life.

Purple flames from lightning enveloped her, and she fainted with a strong feeling of suffocation.

Xuantian Master put away the spell, and the lightning disappeared.

There was a black mass left on the altar, and everyone glanced at it and shouted, "The Heavenly Master is mighty!"

Xuantian Master looked at Yi Qiuxue, who was blackened into charcoal, and said, "This woman has already subdued the law, and the future of Yesheng depends on you!"

As he spoke, the purple shadow flashed, and with him disappeared was the black thing.

From body to bone, Yi Qiuxue had never been so painful, even in her dreams, it still made her cry out in pain.

"Shenzun, is my master unsaved?" Qiuqiu squatted beside Yi Qiuxue, looking at Yi Qiuxue with a pale face and cold sweat on his forehead.

The basin next to him was full of large and small handkerchiefs, which Qiuqiu used to wipe the cold sweat on Yi Qiuxue's forehead, and at this time, nineteen handkerchiefs had been used, and Yi Qiuxue's cold sweat had not stopped.

Xuantian Master glared at it angrily, the meaning was obvious, there was no one in this world who he couldn't save, besides, he didn't want to really kill her, using thunder to split her was just a formality.

She was planted in her soul by the cold cold, if he didn't take out that thing in such an extreme way, in the future, she would definitely suffer a lot, and if she didn't do it well, she would be bewitched by the cold and cold.

Seeing that Xuantian Master didn't make a sound, Qiuqiu angrily threw the twentieth piece of handkerchief into the basin, and a cat's paw forked on the fat waist and said, "If my master has three long and two short, I will ......."

"What are you going to do? Do you want to fight with the deity?" replied to the Xuantian Master.

Balls with flat mouths.

It really wanted to vent for its master, but it couldn't beat the gods.

"Don't get in the way here!"

A wind blew in his sleeves, and the ball was thrown out of the door like a leather ball.

Yi Qiuxue seemed to have experienced another scene of being pushed out of the car by Xiao Yu.

She desperately grabbed Xiao Yu's hand and begged him not to let go, but Xiao Yu was unmoved, broke her fingers one by one, and threw her out.

She wandered like a wandering spirit, and suddenly her heart throbbed, and when she looked down, a sword glowing blue pierced her heart.

Suddenly blood splattered, splashing all over her face, she convulsed in pain, staring at her eyes, trying to see the person who stabbed her, but only saw a blurry outline.

After a while, she was in the furnace again, her body wrapped in flames, and the feeling that she couldn't survive and die finally made her cry out in pain.

A spirit, Yi Qiuxue opened her eyes and saw that she was on the bed in a quiet room, and sighed slightly.

The furnishings of the room are very simple, except for the bed, which is a wooden table.

In the clouds, she thought that she had been reborn again, but the pain from her body reminded her that she was not dead yet, and she was still in the Nine Pavilion Continent at this time, as for where this was?

The door opened from the outside, and a boy in a navy blue robe stepped in.

The boy was chubby, and the dimples at the corners of his mouth were slightly concave when he spoke, and his cute face became more and more vivid.

The boy was holding a bowl with a decoction, and he was so angry that from time to time he could see mist rising from the mouth of the bowl.

The boy put the decoction on the wooden table next to the bed, and said to Yi Qiuxue, "Miss Yi, drink the medicine quickly!"

Yi Qiuxue was stunned, "Know me?"

The boy grinned and said, "You were brought back by the ancestor, who doesn't know!"

In this world, Yi Qiuxue only told Xuantian Master about her, and only Xuantian Master knew her surname Yi, and now listening to the boy, she concluded that she was in Xuantianmen at this time.

"Where is Master Xuantian, I want to see him!"

Yi Qiuxue thought of the original agreement with Xuantian Master, as long as she survived the punishment of heaven, she would be a pure white person.

Now that she seems to have survived, does it mean that she has nothing to do with those people before her?

"Master Ancestor is teaching the disciples, Miss Yi might as well wait for him to get out of class before looking for him. ”

Yi Qiuxue didn't think so.

Since she learned the selflessness of Xuantian Master on the altar, she no longer has any thoughts about Xuantian Master, and she has no idea of worshipping him as a teacher, let alone letting her stay in Xuantian Gate.

She just wanted to find a quiet place to spend a while now.

Without waiting for the boy to speak, she got up and walked out the door.

She felt her body sink so hard that she was panting from exhaustion after not taking a few steps.

She leaned against the wall and took a breath, looking at the unfamiliar courtyard, and didn't know where to go for a while?

She leaned her back against the wall, stroked her cuffs, and saw that there was nothing in them, and instantly petrified.

Not to mention Qiuqiu, even the void sac left by the flower demon is gone.

Yi Qiuxue broke out in a cold sweat.

It wouldn't be that when she was punished by heaven, Qiuqiu suffered with her!

Poor Qiuqiu, since she played with herself, she has been injured repeatedly, and now she doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, she is not a good master!

Yi Qiuxue's nose and mouth were astringent, and she choked.

At this time, two disciples came this way.

"Grandpa Shi hasn't accepted disciples for a long time, but this time he actually said to the outside world that he wanted to recruit a disciple, and he was still a female disciple, which is really a rare miracle in a hundred years!" said one of the disciples.

These two disciples should be in charge of cleaning here, and each of them has a broom in their hands, probably because they feel that there is no one here, so they are relieved to talk about gossip boldly.

Another disciple sighed: "Not everyone can be favored by the master, it is said that the senior sister Hanmin is worried about this matter, and she is also in trouble with the master." ”

"She wants to make trouble, she is the only female disciple of our Xuantian Sect, and now the master and grandfather make an exception to recruit female disciples, and the seniority is still higher than her, it's strange that she doesn't make trouble!"

......

The two of them talked freely.

Yi Qiuxue had roughly understood the situation from the conversation between the two.

Master Xuantian wanted to recruit a female disciple from the outside world, and Meng Hanmin was unhappy to have trouble with her master.

Thinking of Meng Hanmin's face that was the same as Chu Wanwan's, Yi Qiuxue felt very uncomfortable, plus she had a little holiday with Meng Hanmin before, so she didn't want to see Meng Hanmin again.

"Do you two think that the task given by the teacher is not heavy enough?"

A cold cry sounded, and the two who were chatting happily hurriedly kept silent, holding a broom and calling to the visitor: "Master!"

When Yi Qiuxue heard the prestige, she was stunned for a moment when she saw Le Huaiyuan standing opposite her.