Transmigration snake female cultivator

Chapter 90
"I don't know where her hometown is, and I don't know what the method of torture is. But since she said it, let's look down." The woman surnamed Yan said coldly.

"Well! Now that's the case, let's see!"

Sitting on the futon, Liu Mufeng's eyes were clear, and a smile slowly rose from the corner of his mouth.

"The first method of torture in our hometown is Ling Chi, so let's start with Ling Chi!" Yang Qingyan looked at the man surnamed Yuan, took out a dagger from the storage bag, and said slowly.

"How can this kind of person dirty my sister's hands, let me do it for you!" At this moment, a young man's voice with a slight change of voice came from the halls of Tianyin Hall.

Hearing this young man's voice, most people in the hall were confused, and only a few people showed a hint of surprise on their faces.

The few people who showed surprise were Yang Qingyan, Liu Mufeng, a man surnamed Mo, a woman surnamed Yan, and monk He Yuanmie.Among them, the one with the most astonishment was the monk Yuan Mie.

His eyes, which had been closed all the time, also opened at this time.When the man surnamed Mo saw the reaction of monk Yuan Mie, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Just as the voice disappeared, a white light flashed at the door of the palace, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in white robes walked in slowly.

This young man in white robe has a fair complexion and handsome eyes. The most special thing is his pair of peach blossom eyes. They are peach blossom eyes but they are extremely innocent, which is extremely strange.

The words just now came from the mouth of this white-robed boy.This young man in white robe was the one who defended against the sand-gathering ants together with Yang Qingyan and others in the golden pagoda.

The young man walked up to Yang Qingyan, smiled slightly and said, "Sister Qingyan, how can you do this kind of thing, you just direct me to do it."

After the young man finished speaking, he was about to grab the dagger in Yang Qingyan's hand, when a blue figure suddenly rushed from the side, and rushed in front of the white-robed young man to hold the dagger in his hand.

From the moment when the white-robed boy was about to get the dagger to when the blue figure got the dagger, it was only an instant.When the blue figure appeared, the two of them saw the person grabbing the dagger.

I saw that the person vying for the dagger was a young man in Tsing Yi about seventeen or eighteen years old.

This person is Liu Mufeng, but at this moment Liu Mufeng's complexion is extremely cold, and he said in a cold voice: "At this time, don't bother fellow Taoist, he just needs me."

Hearing Liu Mufeng's pun, the white-robed boy's eyes flashed, he nodded slowly, and walked aside.

Looking at Liu Mufeng's icy appearance, Yang Qingyan couldn't help being silent, but even though she was speechless, her heart was slightly sweet.

Turning her head to look at the man surnamed Yuan, Yang Qingyan turned her head to look at Liu Mufeng and said, "There is a torturer named Ling Chi in our hometown."

"Later, I will give him Xiaolingsan first. When his magic power disappears, Mufeng, you can use this dagger to cut off his whole body. Every knife can only scrape a thin layer."

"Cut the limbs first, then the torso, remember not to cut him to death, and when he is cut to the brink of death, feed him a Nourishing Pill to help him regain his physical body, and we will continue to do this after that, Let him experience the pain of being hacked into pieces forever, until he dies of old age."

Yang Qingyan said this, and then looked at the big man surnamed Yuan, only to see that his complexion was slightly pale at the moment, and his calm and arrogant appearance had also changed a little bit.A trace of helplessness flashed in Liu Mufeng's eyes beside him, but he didn't say anything.

Seeing his appearance, Yang Qingyan smiled slightly, and said softly: "Don't think this is the end, this is just the beginning."

After Yang Qingyan finished saying this, not only the face of the man surnamed Yuan changed suddenly, but even the people around him changed slightly, only to hear the monk Yuan Mie softly recite a sentence of Amitabha.

In fact, Yang Qingyan was quite angry when she was angry, but she didn't want to kill him, she just wanted him to pay a little price for the previous rude words.

Just as he was about to intimidate the man surnamed Yuan again, suddenly there was a flash of purple flowers in the hall, and a woman's voice came from the void.The sound is beautiful, but dull.

"My descendants, this seat is called Fairy Miaoyin. If you want to obtain the inherited treasures of this seat, you can sit on the futon on the ground. As long as you pass the test set by this seat, you can accept the inheritance."

Hearing Fairy Miaoyin's words, everyone's expressions changed, and they all sat on the futons with happy faces.

Hearing this sentence, Yang Qingyan stretched out her hand to point at the big man surnamed Yuan, a blue light shone, and the big man surnamed Yuan fell unconscious on the ground, then hurriedly pulled Liu Mufeng, tapped his feet, and jumped to the side of the two empty futons.

Landing next to the futon, Yang Qingyan looked at Liu Mufeng and smiled slightly: "Let's also see what the purpose of Fairy Miaoyin is!"

"Well! Remember to be careful."

Afterwards, the two of them also sat on the futons, and when everyone was sitting on the futons, a burst of fairy music sounded from all around, and every futon on the futons emitted an extremely intense purple light.

When Guanghua appeared, Yang Qingyan only felt a blur in her mind, and she fell into a deep sleep.

After Yang Qingyan woke up, she found that she was in a space made by colorful brilliance, surrounded by near-sighted void, and she was standing in the void.Looking down at himself, he realized that he was also illusory.

Just when he was wondering, suddenly a white light flashed in the void in front of him, and a woman in white clothes appeared in front of Yang Qingyan.

The woman was about 20 years old, with fair skin, willow brows and red lips, and a beautiful appearance. Her hair was tied in a flying fairy bun, and a golden phoenix hairpin was inserted in her hair.Although this Fairy Miaoyin is extremely beautiful, she is also half-empty and half-real.

Seeing the woman's appearance, Yang Qingyan showed shock, and whispered: "Senior, is Fairy Miaoyin?"

"Well, the younger generation is quite smart, and this seat is Miaoyin." The woman in white slightly opened her red lips and smiled.The sound is indeed surprisingly good.

"I don't know why the senior took the junior here?" Yang Qingyan lowered her head slightly, hiding the emotion in her eyes and said.

At this time, Yang Qingyan was extremely shocked, shocked that Fairy Miaoyin was still alive, because what Liu Mufeng and Bai Xuanji said, this tower had been here at least 2000 years ago.

That means that Fairy Miaoyin has lived at least two thousand years.But Yang Qingyan feels that this is definitely not the case. Humans generally live to be around [-] years old in the Nascent Soul stage.

Even if Fairy Miaoyin had taken the life-enhancing treasure, she shouldn't have lived for so long.And if she really lived till now, how could no one know about her.That's why Yang Qingyan was very puzzled.

(End of this chapter)