Beyond the Divine States Chapter 204: : Goddess bows her head

Si Mingbing's eyes trembled low, and the looming earlobe between the silver threads was glowing with amber red, and her left cheek was red and swollen. That night, she slapped Shao Xiaoli with a slap, but the world is unpredictable. Now she is a prisoner. Later, all this was returned to myself tenfold a hundredfold.

It was like billions of drops of rain splashing into the hot oil pan at the same time, and the crowd underneath boiled in the crisp sound of whipping. They let go of their fear, and only felt that their livers and gallbladders seemed to be torn apart, deeply emotional. The dense slurry spewed out, and passed to the limbs piping hot, exuding a dizzying burning sensation.

They watched the vicious black snake biting its tail inexplicably and starting to eat its own body. They also watched the beautiful girl step on the sword hanging in the air like the legendary story, and came to the demon girl. In front of him, one by one fierce slap was sent to Immaculate's face.

The slapstick sound reverberated in the city, and it was so happy that no matter how enthusiastic cheers it was, it could not be overwhelmed.

Si Ming, who had pressed his red lips tightly, couldn't help but let out a grunt.

Everyone was watching, watching the woman living in the Star Spirit Temple suffer the humiliation of slapping her cheek.

"You will regret..." Si Ming gritted his teeth, and there were a few slight painful grunts in Xiuting's nose.

Shao Xiaoli stopped her slapped hand, she looked at the blushing cheeks of the life, and twisted her wrist.

Even after a few months, she still can't forget that night.

That night, she and Ning Changjiu went out of the city and were intercepted in the Xuexia. They were cut along the way. I don’t know how many wounds, how much blood was vomited, and even vomiting debris from internal organs. I practiced my sword hard every day, so that one day, when I face the commander again, I can no longer look like a lamb **** with four hoofs.

Si Ming could see her hatred in her eyes, and this hatred made Shao Xiaoli's red palm hand tremble.

"Don't waste time." Ning Changjiu was entangled with that piece of black feather. His figure circled the golden cross and shuttled over the city, while the shadow of the evil king who turned black feather was like green It kept chasing like a fly.

"I see, boss." Shao Xiaoli replied.

She quickly looked at the exaggerated figure of the life curve, raised her whip high, and the whip fell like a serpent with its head high, with the sound of breaking the wind.

Huh!

The air burst, and a slight popping sound rang out.

Then the whip was swung down, implying the key to the sword technique scrolled by the Heavenly Sword Scripture, and it hit Si Ming's body severely.

The whip whip sounded suddenly, as short as a firecracker, and the whip fell directly in front of Si Mingxue's white dress, her body tightened subconsciously, and her exquisite collarbone shrank under her neck, making it more distinct. The vibration caused by the whip made her snow-like dress sway up and down.

"You haven't been beaten seriously since you were a kid, right? Yes, you were born without a mother and no one is under any supervision. No wonder the upbringing is so bad." Shao Xiaoli sneered, sneered with a flick of his wrist, like a snake. The long whip raised again, swinging an exaggerated arc between their bodies.

Si Ming Zheng Feng said: "I was beaten as a dog of the bereavement that night, now the villain is in power, you are really ugly and ridiculous! Uh-huh..."

Shao Xiaoli said indifferently: "Then I will be a mother, and take care of your disobedient little daughter."

The whip shadow fell, whipping on Si Ming's white dress, the girl waved her arm faster and faster, and in an instant, it was like a rain of ink turning over, and the snake-like whip head touched her body quickly. If lightning. Under the skin across the snow clothes, the soft curve keeps repeating the depression and recovery, and the whole clothes jumps together.

This scene is like on the cold river at the end of winter, countless rains whipped down, fell into the river, smashed up and down, the waves swallowed the snow, the white color kept undulating, the rain and the snow hit each other , Swallowed, dazzled, groaning like a poignant cry of a porpoise under the surface of the river.

Siming doesn’t know how old she is, but she is nicknamed her daughter, as if she was being beaten and admonished by her family law. Her eyes were more murderous, but the condensed snow and wind were being beaten. Time breaks and gathers together, and now she is suppressed by the nail of judgment, and her body is not much different from that of a mortal woman. Although the snow-clothed white dress is the robe of the Star Spirit Palace, she can't remove too much power at this moment, she perceives The body was really pained, and there was a low painful moan between the crimson red lips.

"If I can't bear it, I can call out, my mother will hurt you well." Shao Xiaoli stimulated, and the whip in his hand was like a sword, and he continued to swing his body on Si Ming's body, and he was nailed to the torture frame. , Can only be forced to open his arms, unable to make any resistance.

Siming said coldly: "Simultaneously...the sinner is here, and none of us can escape. Now let me go, I might be able to help you!"

"You really don't remember to beat. Haven't you figured out who you are? You are just a humble slave and maid. I can scold you to beat you and let anyone humiliate you. You are now suffering from these painless lashes. , It is the kindness of the boss to you." Shao Xiaoli looked at her calmly.

On Si Ming’s body, the pain mixed with strange feelings eroded her. Although her white skirt and snow clothes were a robe, many parts of her body were also fluffy with silk. The thin dress seemed to be torn apart mercilessly by this whip and whip.

Shao Xiaoli looked at her clothes, bullied herself closer, and said, "You seem to like to wear clothes? How many of them do you always wear?"

Siming's eyes flashed with terror, but she said: "The cultivation of the Tao is to the top, the foreign objects are all trivial, how can you wait for mortals to understand?"

"Really?" Shao Xiaoli asked, tilting her head. She directly stretched out her hand and reached out to Si Ming's body. She landed on the hard-to-cover snowdrift. She pressed her hand severely and fell into it. , Snapped and said: "Are you really not caring?"

Si Ming's face became visibly paler to the naked eye. She allowed herself to be injured in the battle, but how could she be allowed to be violated in this way, even if the other party was also a woman.

Si Ming's body trembled, and her cold words came from under the red lips again: "How? Are you envious now? You are such a humble mortal, no matter how beautiful you are, you can't get close to the real Perfect, if on weekdays, you even kneel down and lick-my feet are...ah!"

Suddenly, her slender eyebrows frowned, her toes buckled inward, and a bright red mark appeared on the snow feet.

"Where am I not worthy? My daughter has a good talk with my mother?" Shao Xiaoli's finger hit him fiercely, and another whip rain fell.

The cold river is turning over the snow, the wind is surging.

Si Ming's dignity and cold arrogance turned into a depressed groan of pain, but she still kept her eyes slightly open, in the color of ice and snow that has not changed forever, there is an arrogance that never bows her head.

Hundreds of strokes were completed in more than ten breaths.

Siming’s bare wrists were full of thin red whips, and there were many gaps in the white dress, revealing the moonlight lining as thin as cicada wings, Si Ming’s cheeks were even redder, and her head He drooped feebly, his eyelashes were overlaid, and the breathing between his lips became more and more rapid but faint, looking a little dying.

Shao Xiaoli knew that her heart had begun to struggle and was shaken. She remembered Ning Changjiu's instructions and further psychologically suppressed her.

"You also said that the prince of sin is coming, we all have to die, it is a death anyway, no big deal. But what does he come? An hour? One day? Or longer? During this period, I can be for nothing Let you endure endless insults, as I said before, this whip is just the kindness of the boss to you. I really want to humiliate you. We have countless ways to play slowly."

Shao Xiaoli pointed to the city, smiled and said to Si Ming: "Did you see the people below? Do you see their eyes now? In the past, you were the goddess in the clouds, they were the mud on the ground, But now? You are a sheep that can pick up your clothes at will, and under you are hundreds of hungry wolves. Actually, I am curious, with the perfect body of Lord Priest, can you feed everything with your body? Where's the wolf?"

"Enough!" Si Ming interrupted sharply. Shao Xiaoli's muffled voice came into her mind. Her already fragile spirit was more like a drizzle. She didn't understand. In just a few months, this death How did the girl become like this? In her thoughts, she drooped her eyes slightly, saw the shadow entangled with Black Feather, thinking that it was Baisha in Nirvana.

"Is it enough?" Shao Xiaoli said: "In the end it is death, but we die happily, and you have to endure all kinds of humiliation. Of course, you will never have the opportunity to avenge. But if we agree to our terms, then everything It's all different. So in a sense, we are here to save you, and are your benefactors."

Si Ming stared at the girl in the ink-haired red dress, watching these words speak from her immature mouth, the pain that came from her body was like a cool breeze that penetrated her bones.

"I can't be anyone's slave." The wind and snow in Si Ming's eyes suddenly calmed down. She seemed to have figured out something, and said: "You don't have to pretend, I know, you also need me, you I don’t want to die, so I don’t want to die."

Shao Xiaoli frowned slightly, thinking that this woman really owed her beat, and once the whip stopped, she gave her time to breathe.

"If you are willing to be a slave, of course you don't have to die. If you insist on dying after a few days and nights of humiliation, then I can only regret it." Shao Xiaoli patted her reddish cheeks with a whip. Said: "Now we have been dead for nine years. Anyway, we are dead. The latter still has a way to survive. Everything is up to you."

The corners of Si Ming's lips suddenly came up, and her smile was a little sad: "You have insulted me so far, and now I am willing to be your sword? Do you think I will agree?"

Shao Xiaoli shook his head and said: "I also said that this is just the beginning. At most, we will offset our previous grievances. Later, I will let you, the lotus flower growing in the snow and ice, feel the dirt in the world."

"Ning Changjiu taught you these?" Si Minghan asked in a voice.

Shao Xiaoli said: "The catharsis of hatred does not need to be taught."

In Si Ming’s eyes, she saw Shao Xiaoli raising the whip again. Although the whip had not yet fallen on her body, the pain had already surfaced like an illusion. She herself had to admit that she was indeed a little afraid of being Flogging, this insult is a double pain of body and soul, and her body also subconsciously tightened a bit, ready to meet Shao Xiaoli's flogging again.

Shao Xiaoli didn't do this. She shook her hand gently and pinched the tail of the whip in her hand. Then, she gently lifted the edge of Si Ming's skirt with a bent whip and plunged in.

Si Ming's white and slender legs were immediately clamped, and his body couldn't help but aroused: "You stop me!"

Shao Xiaoli said: "I'll give you one last chance. I will count to three. If you don't make a decision, I will strip you off and let the people in the city look at the proud body of the priest who is covered with whip marks. ."

Si Ming felt the friction between the rough leather whip and his thigh, and it climbed up little by little...

Si Ming looked at the childish red skirt girl in front of him. What kind of identity is she, and how could she beg for mercy to a little girl?

Night gradually fell, which also gave Si Ming a psychological comfort, at least no matter what happened here, the humble civilians in the audience could not see it.

But Shao Xiaoli seems to be able to see her thoughts clearly. She grabbed the red rope and flicked it at the stage. Several bright red lanterns came along the red rope and fell accurately. Stopping on the cross, she looked like a scarlet face.

Shao Xiaoli smiled indifferently, and said: "My lord of the night, this is the light I gave you, do you like it?"

Si Ming smiled miserably. She was so weak at the moment that she didn't want to say a word.

Shao Xiaoli looked at her face, grabbed her chin, and forced her to look up at herself: "Three."

She began to count down.

The Secretary was indifferent.

"Two."

Shao Xiaoli spoke indifferently and put a finger down again. In fact, her heart is also extremely nervous. If Si Ming is really mortal, then the boss's task...

Si Ming's brows were slightly frowned, and he seemed to be struggling.

"One..."

Shao Xiaoli stared at her, his words prolonged.

As the last lingering sound disappeared, in the frost-like eyes under Si Ming’s lashes, the killing intent of the violent wind and blizzard faded away. After the humiliation and resentment were squeezed to the extreme, it did not look like The flood that broke through the gate was like a dandelion blown away by the wind.

Suddenly there was a sense of enlightenment in Si Ming's state of mind.

Human nature’s emotions are entangled and twisted, like seeds that grow in the dark, bursting out of the state of mind, blooming flowers of sin, but her own immortal divinity is also like seeds of holiness, they oppose each other, The vines are intertwined, and black and white are intertwined, achieving an extremely mysterious balance.

Not only did Si Ming not break his Dao Heart, he was a blessing in disguise. When he entered the Dao State, the small cracks in his mind began to heal gradually and became spotless again, as if he had returned to the original night alley. , Gentle and calm, beautiful woman with introverted killing intent.

Shao Xiaoli secretly cried out when she saw her expression, Ning Changjiu also noticed the movement here, his expression changed slightly, and he also knew that Si Ming's realm was about to rise to the next level.

Shao Xiaoli panicked a bit, she raised her whip and whipped her wildly, trying to stop her.

But Si Ming's face became more and more plain, feeling indifferent to those whips.

The redness and swelling on the fairy face disappeared, the whip marks on the skin faded away, and a lingering look lingered on her side, and the graceful curves regained the beauty that was not close to the fireworks.

Just as her sentiment was about to turn into a real realm, a clear smile suddenly broke through the long night and passed into Si Ming's ears.

"It's you, Xue Ci, even after so many years, your talent can still surprise people."

Snow Porcelain is the real name given to her by the Kingdom of God when she climbed out of the Abyss of Fetal Spirit.

The real name was drunk, and the thoughtful Si Ming opened his eyes subconsciously.

In the night sky, a one-horned chicken **** its wings. On its back, Ye Chu, who has been almost burnt to coke, faces her, smiling faintly.

He looked at Si Ming's eyes slightly dazed, and continued: "Why? After so many years, I can't remember who I am?"

Through Si Ming's slight dazedness, Ye Chu had already arrived in front of her, and he pointed out a finger, which centered on Si Ming's eyebrows.

Wow!

Siming's head is full of ice silk and then rises.

There was a moment of struggle on her cheek.

The line of destiny and time collided vertically, and a crack suddenly appeared in the realm where the life was about to be formed.

Such as beautiful jade every turbid, like a bright mirror in dust.

"Shut up!" Si Ming suddenly yelled, his aura surged.

Ye Chu, who lit his eyebrows, was flew out with Xueyu Jun.

Ye Chu is extremely weak at this moment and can't do any resistance. His body floats and then falls, being caught by the rebalanced Blood Feather Lord.

Si Ming closed her eyes abruptly, and there was an unbearable pain in her heart. This pain was even worse than Ning Changjiu's taking away her chastity in public.

She tried her best to meditate, trying to get back that feeling.

But many opportunities in the world are rare in a thousand years.

It is impossible for people to step into the same river.

She couldn't find the two flowers in her mind anymore.

She missed the opportunity of perfection.

"You...why..." Si Ming was trembling all over, her flurrying hair fell weakly, and the figure on the cross looked thin and lonely. She lifted her head, her cheeks pale to the extreme: "Why are you Don’t kill me directly, humiliate me and deceive me, give me a glimmer of hope and destroy it, but seven hundred years ago, did I treat you with half disrespect? No matter how we fight, we are in the same kingdom of God. Old man! If my realm is successful, I have the opportunity to take you along!"

Sui Chai is his real name, and now he has given this word to Chong Sui.

Ye Chu has no facial features but exudes an inexplicable smile: "Snow Porcelain, at this time, do you still want to use these clumsy lies to lie to me? In fact, very early on, I could distinguish your every The truth of a word, this is the heart of Qiqiao Linglong, huh, I know the truth of your words, but you don’t know that I know."

Siming immediately thought of many things, thinking of becoming his student back then, and climbing up step by step under his shelter. She had said many words that were against her will and pleased Ye Chuan, and at that time, she could She hid her expression so well that everyone could feel her sincerity, and she also always thought that Ye Chu didn't know.

At this moment, Ye Chu's words reminded her of the many past events, which undoubtedly added a crack to her already shaky mood.

Ye Chu saw her changing look, and followed up with victory: "Actually, I know that you still have a knot in your heart."

Si Ming knew that she shouldn't speak, but at the first moment, she still couldn't help asking: "How is it possible?"

Ye Chu sat on Xueyu Jun’s back, smiling faintly, and said: "Maybe you haven't noticed it yourself. There has always been a shadow in the depths of your mind, and you have been avoiding it."

Siming came into being in the womb spirit abyss, the road of the road is smooth and smooth, like a flawless white wall, and can't pick out any unsatisfactory things. How can a person like her be hard to wipe in the heart of Dao? Where's the shadow to go?

Ye Chu said: "In the beginning, I didn't know where the shadow came from. Until then, I saw your eyes staring at Shao Xiaoli. I understood in an instant the origin of the shadow. , It came from the collapse of the Kingdom of God 700 years ago."

Siming said indifferently: "The collapse of the kingdom of God has dealt a great blow to you and me, but our state of mind in the legendary state is like the divine stone of the early Yuan Dynasty, even if the world is destroyed and returned to the chaos, how can we be in our heart? What's left?"

Ye Chu shook his head and said: "It's not that the kingdom of God collapsed, but you saw someone you shouldn't look at, and that person broke your obsession."

Si Ming frowned, as if thinking of something, the cracks in the Taoist realm continued to crack uncontrollably.

Ye Chu continued: "You have always thought that you are the most perfect woman in the world, and the remaining three women, the Lord of the Kingdom of God, we will never meet... Except for them, you are indeed the most perfect woman in the world. It is your unique and inviolable pride, but your pride collapsed seven hundred years ago."

Ye Chu raised his head, as if caught in a misty memory. He chuckled softly: "Although I can't remember what happened at that time, I can guess from the shadow of your state of mind that the **** that destroys us I am also a woman from China, a more perfect woman than you, but unfortunately, you saw her true face back then."

"You might regard death as home at the time and wish to live and die with the kingdom of God, or you might be afraid to tremble under that man's sword, but in any case, in the end your state of mind is left with a shadow, even if we don’t even think about it. If you start those things, your Dao Xin will not deceive." Ye Chu sighed: "Although I can't believe this conclusion, that person may be a woman, and she is more beautiful and stronger than you. This is also true. You clearly have so much authority, the truth that you have still been unable to gain the Tao for 700 years."

Ye Chu's words seemed to be initiating, and the words awakened the person in the dream. The Si Ming, who was originally a fan of the authorities, once again contemplated Dao Xin. The flawlessness of the previous one suddenly revealed a very faint shadow.

Her consciousness stared at the shadow tightly, as if to see something from it.

The light in Si Ming's eyes is getting faint, and a pair of icy pupils return to black pupils, and every strand of hair that hangs down is desperately cold.

"How can such a person exist in this world?" she whispered.

In spite of what she said, everyone also heard the lack of self-confidence in her words.

Ye Chu also sighed: "Our gods have all been decapitated, so what else is impossible?"

Si Ming watched her feelings completely dissipated and looked at the cracked state of mind, she suddenly felt that all her thoughts were grayed out, as if everything she had had been deprived of clean, the previous Shao Xiaoli, a teenage girl, once again came to mind about her whipping , She subconsciously gathered her legs tightly.

When the fragility in my heart was turned out **** again, those weird feelings that shouldn't belong to her also poured out and swallowed her.

And her lifelong enemy is right in front of her, and that is her only person who is not willing to give up.

They fought for seven hundred years...

Si Ming can accept that he was whipped by Shao Xiaoli and insulted by Ning Changjiu, but he did not want to expose his vulnerability to the eyes of Ye Chuan.

But the more so, the more her mind fell apart.

"Are you here to see me making a joke?" Si Ming smiled sadly, his eyes closed.

Ye Chu smiled and said: "Yes."

Speaking, he looked at Shao Xiaoli, and said: "The priest seems not to be very disciplined."

Shao Xiaoli nodded and said: "I understand."

Siming knew that she was going to endure the humiliation of being flogged and abused in front of this person who had fought with her for a lifetime. She also knew that after that, she would never be able to lift her head in front of the night.

"Ning Changjiu!"

After a brief silence, Si Ming suddenly raised his head and screamed at the young man in white who was entangled with Kuroba: "Aren't you trying to take me as a slave? Slaves and maids have been privately owned since ancient times, are you? Want to watch me being humiliated by others?"

Ning Changjiu smiled indifferently, and once again used the authority of fate to let Black Feather temporarily entangle the black snake, and his sword came to her.

He gently pressed Shao Xiaoli's wrist which was about to swing his whip, and looked at Si Ming.

The hair sticking to the cheeks, the blood oozing from the corners of the lips, and the eyes that are mixed with struggle and despair are all beauty that blooms in weakness and desolation.

"Are you willing to be a slave?" Ning Changjiu supported her chin with her fingers, lifted her cheeks, and asked her to look at herself, and said: "The kind of punishment is a reward and admonition is a grace. Humble servant?"

"Of course." Ning Changjiu's words paused: "From now on, regardless of punishment or scolding, only I can touch you. If you still want to kill Ye Chu in the future, I can even help you. Of course, all premises are We can survive from the sinner."

Si Ming didn't speak, she couldn't tell the emotions in her eyes, but her body was visibly weakened.

She turned her head slightly and watched the burning wood.

At this moment, he is so weak, weaker than himself...If he can break free from this torture, maybe it will only be a moment to kill him...

Her consciousness is a little erratic.

Si Ming remembered the story again. It was the night of the sixth day.

Her seventh day is coming.

"I..." she hesitated and spoke slowly.

Ning Changjiu interrupted her, he showed a slightly ironic smile: "A goddess official in the kingdom of God, is it really willing to be a slave girl?

"What's more, I don't actually need a servant like you."

Speaking, he put down the fingers that held her jaw.

"What...what do you mean?" Si Mingyan moved slightly, looking confused.

"I am willing to give you a dignified choice." Ning Changjiu looked at her and said seriously:

"Be my spirit! Give up the authority of your time. If you can't defeat the sinner then we will die together. If you can overcome the sinner, I promise you to live together. After your grievances, I will not Do any intervention, similarly, I will give you relief and return your body of freedom."

It is also unimaginable that the priests of the kingdom of God are the spirits of others, but they are better than the humble female slaves before.

Si Ming suddenly understood that this was his original plan.

Being his servant by himself has no meaning except to satisfy his desires, and only by being his spirit can he gain his own power.

But she would definitely not agree to this request at the beginning, and at this moment, she has even given birth to a willingness to be a slave, but the other party took a step back, and she couldn't help but give birth to a trace of luck in her heart.

What a clumsy method...

So far, Si Ming finally understood, but he was helpless.

She sighed lightly, sighing in the darkness of her night.

"I do."

After a long time, Si Ming lowered his head, covered his cheeks with silver hair, and said softly.

All the killing intent and unwillingness are taken away, and every trace of the red marks on the white skin that has not disappeared is a proof of surrender.

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(Thanks to the hero Daning for a long time to reward the leader! Thank you Mengzhu again for your support and encouragement!)