The red-black whip shadow swept over the white cat's body. The white cat couldn't see a single scar on it, but it rolled over with a low scream!

Ning Xuemo took this moment and understood that the torture instrument of this bastard woman was specifically aimed at the soul, and she drew the soul, not this white cat!

The soul was so painful that it was almost cracked, Ning Xuemo trembled slightly on the ground, but laughed: "Old woman, you are angry!" Hahaha! ”

Ye Qingluan: "......"

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

Unexpectedly, once Ning Xuemo, who originally thought she was the most well-behaved, became angry, she was simply angry!

"Look at your hard mouth!" Ye Qingluan was furious, and whipped one whip after another!

The white cat kept rolling on the ground.

Hurt! It hurts like it's torn!

Ning Xuemo felt as if she was about to be whipped to pieces, and her soul could no longer support it, slowly cracking......

Is this going to be a complete death?

This vague thought crossed her mind.

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

But now, she longed to die......

The desire is immediately dissipated, and the ignorance is gone......

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

As soon as the vitality was loosened, the originally well-assembled souls could no longer be contained, and began to drift outward one by one......

"Can't stand it? Do you want to give up? I haven't had enough of this seat! Ye Qingluan's sleeves were raised, and a faint green light caged the white cat......

The souls that had been slowly escaping were once again forcibly snapped together.

Ning Xuemo only felt that her body seemed to be forcibly distorted, and then she was in a group.

The hands and feet are no longer in their original position, and all the joints are out of place. The long hand is fitted with feet, and the head is forcibly fastened where the long neck is......

It felt an indescribable horror and an indescribable pain.

She is still a girl in the end, she has never suffered like this in her life, and in a dizzy state, she screams loudly by instinct......

She was in the cat's body, and her voice was naturally a terrible cat meow, and the voice was miserable and terrifying......

Ye Qingluan finally smiled with satisfaction, and picked her up and walked towards the big ding: "You look better if you fry it from the oil pan like this...... Don't worry, the oil in this is the oil of the netherworld, it only deepens your soul, and it won't hurt my baby cat's ......"

Putting the soul in the oil pot is the worst punishment for the soul.

She believed that after frying this daring little girl in an oil pot, her soul would almost be annihilated.

I chased her for most of the day, and I was so tired that I had to ask my disciple to find a fresh soul to replace Ning Xuemo and enter the cat's body alive......

Then she can go to rest after she has disposed of Ning Xuemo.

Her eyes flashed back to her painstaking collection over the years...... Clenched his hands hatefully!

She was about to throw Ning Xuemo into the oil tripod, when the door of the hall was pushed open with a bang, and a disciple rushed in: "Master, Emperor...... The emperor is here......"

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

Her master is here?! Her master is here?! How...... How can it be?!

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