Chapter 63: The Most Fearless Gesture

"Heh~" The man chuckled, leaned closer, and laughed sarcastically, "Did you misunderstand something? Besides, do you think that with your figure, I can look down on you? ”

Ye Qingchen's face flushed, thinking to herself if she really had a wrong intention. But even if she misunderstood, what was the need for this man to be so venomous? What's wrong with her body? What's wrong with her appearance?

Wait and see, when she gets rid of the marks on her face, she is definitely a beautiful girl with high looks and vitality!

Ye Qingchen dared to be angry but didn't dare to speak, and greeted the eighteen generations of the other party's ancestors in his heart.

"Come here. The man commanded.

"What are you doing?" Ye Qingchen looked defensive.

The man snorted coldly, "As my slave, your cultivation is too weak. ”

Ye Qingchen sneered, "If you dislike my weak strength, don't let me be your slave, I won't be embarrassed for you!"

"Follow me, are you still afraid that your strength will not improve?" the man asked rhetorically.

Ye Qingchen was about to say something, but he heard him say again, "Yesterday, he passed on the Supreme Heart Method to you, and today I will give you some more things!"

Before the words fell, Ye Qingchen felt that something had penetrated into his eyebrows, and then the light in the sea of consciousness exploded, as brilliant as fireworks in the prosperous era. Before Ye Qingchen had time to think about anything, an unspeakable pain began to spread from the center of her eyebrows, and instantly spread to all her limbs.

"Ahh

At this moment, Ye Qingchen felt like she was in a sea of fire, her body seemed to be completely burning, and the scorching temperature burned her body inch by inch into ashes, and then a magical force recast it.

"If you want to become stronger, it's up to you to get through it. A familiar voice came from the sea of consciousness, Ye Qingchen did not hesitate, sat cross-legged, and began to bear the torment with all his heart.

Endless flames burned within her body, destroying with impunity. Waves of pain like Ling Chi followed, and there seemed to be no end in sight.

Ye Qingchen felt that his consciousness was like a flat boat on the waves, floating and sinking, and he could be sunk by the waves at any time. However, even though the pain was extreme, the pain was like a flood of beasts, almost destroying her will, she always stubbornly reminded herself that she could not fall.

Along the way, she has experienced too many ups and downs, and she has long been paralyzed by pain. Countless extreme dark nights, countless times hovering on the verge of death, she silently told herself in her heart that as long as she gritted her teeth and persevered for a while, and then held on for a while, there was no hurdle that she couldn't overcome!

Fate tried to break her will, but she didn't let it get her way. The flames were burning, trying to burn her world to ashes, but she domineeringly borrowed this piece of fire to be reborn, and then stood with her chest held up and stood in the most unruly posture!

Nothing will make her succumb, she will burn her fighting spirit until the last moment of her life!

Ye Qingchen clenched her teeth, her face was already hideously painful, but her eyebrows were full of determination.

"Heh, it's quite stubborn. The evil man has been paying attention to the situation on Ye Qingchen's side, the slender and thin girl in the flames, with her chest raised into a green bamboo, has the most fearless posture.

I don't know how long it was, but it seemed like a century. The monstrous flames in his body gradually subsided, and Ye Qingchen's consciousness gradually returned to clarity.

A stream of crimson flames covered her body like a piece of flame armor. Clusters of flames burned in the void, the scorching temperature, the terrifying aura, as if this space would be scorched into nothingness by it.

"This is ... Vermilion Bird Holy Fire!" Ye Qingchen lowered his eyes and looked at the flames covering his body, his eyes full of horror.

The King of Ten Thousand Fires, the Vermilion Bird Sacred Flame!