Mother Fox vows not to be a slave

Chapter 92 The Beginning of Soul Locking
When the Illusory Tiger cast a spell, Mu An'an quietly tore through the barrier and entered the valley of the supreme abyss.

At this moment, the green hills are very quiet, there is no sound, and the people who have fallen into the illusion are all half-dream and half-awake, staying at the moment of entering the illusion, like a walking corpse, with no brilliance in their eyes.The person watering the flowers kept repeating the action of watering the flowers, and he didn't know when the water in the pot was empty.

The valley of the supreme abyss connects the green mountains and the underworld, as well as the place where she lives.

No one connects Snow Lotus Valley with the Supreme Abyss or the underworld, so their residence is free from interference and independent of the world. All things have emotions and desires, and White Lotus is no exception.

Flower demons don't look pure and flawless. They gather together and fight and fight every day. The winner is the king, and the loser is the bandit.

Even, the flowers watered by human blood bloom more delicately.

She is a heretic, because when someone watered the snow lotus with human blood, they mixed the woman's life essence and blood into it - her appearance should be exactly the same as that woman.But who is that person?What does it have to do with the owner of the mountain...?

There was a piece of silver in front of her. She braved the bitter wind and explored deeper into the snow. She lost something. If she didn't get it back, she would lose her bargaining chips.

It was a string of necklaces, a necklace that could stimulate a monk's ability in a short period of time, the shape of a crescent moon was crescent white.

The ice was three feet deep, and Mu Anan cut a hole in his hand, the bright red blood dripped on a piece of white snow a little higher, a flash of red light flashed, the crescent white necklace floated in the air, swayed, and spontaneously put it on. on her neck.

It didn't start, she only felt a little coolness.

It feels like sticking rain flower stones on it in summer.

Pressing the wound, the fingertips were as white as jade, and the wound could not be seen at all.

"Let's go." She said softly, then turned around and went back to Qingshan. Suddenly, a small ball buried in the snow jumped out!

"Really, you don't call me for fun things." The rabbit also jumped back to the green mountain. When it was close to the stone wall, it suddenly hit it!
Staring at the stars for a while, it lay on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time, thinking to itself: When the work is done, I will ask Mu An'an to help fix its drifting bangs, which are almost invisible.

Sometimes being too handsome is also a kind of trouble.

In the stone cave of the mountain master, Liansheng is still kneeling, thin but not weak, she is there, so indifferent, the troubles in the world seem to have nothing to do with her.

The stone door opened, and a thick and vigorous voice sounded, "It's a young fellow Daoist, the old man has been waiting for a long time." Before the words finished, an old man with gray beard and hair came out.

Walking up to the woman, the mountain master smiled lightly: "Son, you are very kind."

"Probably the good people in the world are all normal." She felt the coercion from the powerhouses in the transformation stage, and she couldn't take it anymore. Today, it might be a bad day, Lian Sheng thought so.

"A good person?" The Mountain Lord chuckled, with a dignified appearance, "Do you know why the Mountain Lord came here for you?"

"Heh, the mountain master treats a junior like this? No wonder he has been trapped in the spirit transformation stage for hundreds of years and cannot crack the method..." She gritted her teeth and said, but she had no strength to resist at all. The old man actually pressed the soul-locking jade directly. On her celestial spirit cover!

Locking the soul, forcibly stripping the soul of a person and then locking it in the body, is an extremely despicable practice for monks.

Qingshan has always been an orthodox sect, emphasizing benevolence and righteousness in treating all things.

The disciples hiding aside seemed to be strangled by the throat.

They finally remembered what happened a hundred years ago - the demon girl caused harm to Qingshan, and the mountain owner beat her to death at the risk of having a heart demon.

(End of this chapter)