Chapter 683 I Haven't Played Enough

The shadow of the red and black whip passed over the body of the white cat. The white cat couldn't see any scars on its body, but it rolled over with a low moan!

After suffering this, Ning Xuemo understood again that the instrument of torture for this bastard woman is specially for the soul, and what she draws is the soul, not the white cat!

Ning Xuemo trembled slightly on the ground, but laughed loudly: "Old woman, you are getting angry from embarrassment! Hahaha!"

Ye Qingluan: "..."

Usually when she whips like this, no matter how tricky the soul is, it will bow to her and kneel down to beg for mercy.

I didn't expect Ning Xuemo, who I thought to be the most well-behaved, once she got angry, she would be so angry that she would not pay for her life!

"I see you are still stubborn!" Ye Qingluan was extremely angry, and whipped one whip after another!

The white cat kept rolling on the ground.

pain! It hurts like being torn apart!

Ning Xuemo felt as if she was about to be shattered into pieces by a whip, her soul could no longer hold on, and slowly cracked...

Is this about to die completely?

A vague thought flashed through her mind.

Since she came to this world, she has been working hard to live. No matter what the situation is, she has never given up the chance to live and wants to live.

But now, she longs to die...

Desire is instantly dissipated, ignorant and ignorant...

She used to rely on the spirit of not admitting defeat to support her, but now her spirit is also collapsing.

As soon as the vitality is loosened, the originally well-combined soul can no longer be held together, and it begins to float away piece by piece...

"I can't take it anymore? I want to give up now? I haven't played enough yet!" Ye Qingluan raised his sleeves, and a faint green light enveloped the white cat...

The slowly escaping souls were forcibly closed together again.

Ning Xuemo felt as if her body was forcibly distorted, and then became lumps and balls.

The hands and feet are no longer in their original positions, and all the joints have been misaligned. Where the hands should be, the feet are installed, and where the neck should be, the head is forcibly installed...

It was an indescribable horror, and an indescribable pain.

After all, she was still a girl, and she had never experienced such pain in her life. Under her dazed mind, she screamed loudly by instinct...

When she was in the cat's body, her voice was naturally a shrill cat meow, the voice was miserable, and it was shocking to the ears...

Ye Qingluan finally smiled with satisfaction, picked her up and walked towards the big cauldron: "It will look better if you fry it from the oil pan like this... Don't worry, the oil inside is the oil of the underworld. Blowing up your soul won't hurt my precious cat..."

Putting the soul into the oil pan is the most severe punishment for the soul.

She believed that after frying this daring little girl in a frying pan, she would almost be wiped out.

After chasing her for a long time, I was terribly exhausted, and I had to ask my disciple to find a fresh soul to replace Ning Xuemo and enter the cat's body to live...

Then she can go to rest after dealing with Ning Xuemo.

Her painstakingly collected collections over the years flashed before her eyes again... She clenched her hands tightly in hatred!

She was about to throw Ning Xuemo into the oil cauldron when the palace door was pushed open with a bang, and a disciple rushed in, "Master, Emperor Zun... Emperor Zun is here..."

"What... what?!" Ye Qingluan's heart was hit by a big hammer, and the white cat in his hand fell to the ground.

Her master is here? ! Her master is here? ! How...how is it possible? !