It’s Not Easy Being a Master Chapter 83: Burning body in flames
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A cry of despair stimulated Jiu Mei’s eardrums. Turning his head to see, it wasn’t who Yulian was. I was even more afraid that Duo'er would get involved. But in this situation, Duo'er came up easily, but she didn't go down. So light!
The whole hall was filled with suffocating silence. Jiu Mei noticed that from just a moment ago, apart from the eleven gods present here, besides the grandfather and Yan Tianzun who were doing nothing, they also seemed to be sleeping fast. Finished. On the left, Tianzun Beihua had been competing with her nails from the beginning, showing a lack of interest. Only Yinfeng Tianzun looked like he had eaten himself alive, Jiu Mei's heart shrank, and he glanced at the other two immortal peaks that he had burned miserably. Hua Tianzun had no expression on his face, and he could not see the happiness or anger. Jin Tianzun's reaction was even more unexpected, as if he wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, Jiu Mei's heart thumped twice, and his heart felt cold. Maybe this Tianzun was already angry and stupid! Kneeling respectfully.
The crying gradually lowered, and You Lian felt the suffocating silence now, and looked up at Xihua Tianzun whose lips were tightly pressed. Gong Ning's silent and unhappy face was like a piece of ice that would last forever, cold and frightening. After all, You Lian calmed down, thumped and knelt down and walked toward Gong Ning silently, passing by the sharp sword residue in that place, and thinking of Donghua Tianzun who was protecting that slut, her eyes were even more resentful. With a cross in his heart, he knelt on his knees and continued to walk towards Gong Ning silently in an exclamation.
Why does she hate herself so much? Jiu Mei's heart trembled, tears finally couldn't help but sneak from the corner of his eyes. The petite body was trembling, and his head drooped sadly. Gong Ningchu looked at her somewhat injured disciple, and then at the You Lian who had been punishing her disciples in this way by self-mutilation in public. He narrowed his eyes and looked at You Lian with such cold eyes, and the corners of his mouth curled up. The sneer made all the disciples feel a bad premonition, and they couldn't help but look at You Lian with a trace of pity.
You Lian couldn't stop bleeding as she walked. When she walked to Gong Ningmo's feet with her pale face, there were already two shocking winding bloodstains behind her. After banging her heads three times, You Lian screamed at Gong Ning with endless resentment: "Tianzun, please, be the master for us, she deliberately set fire to the Eight Immortals Peak, causing my disciple of the Eight Immortals Peak, I My brother was burned by her and couldn’t see anyone! Please Tianzun will be the master for me!"
"Then how do you want to punish?" Gong Ningmo asked.
You Lian was overjoyed, and a flush of flush appeared on her pale face, and she said cruelly: "Throw her into the fire too, and let her try the taste of burning her body too!" The words came out. The disciple was in an uproar. He didn't expect this Youlian to be so ruthless. At the first exit, he would throw such a cute little junior girl into firepower. Even if he had a fire root, he would not be burnt to death, he would be burned!
You Lian, who was dazzled by hatred, didn't realize that all Tianzun had strange expressions. Lixia, who was not far from the round platform, let out a long sigh of relief, but became even more dissatisfied with this Youlian. How come so many years have passed, her crazy problem has not been corrected. Speaking of it, I taught her at the foot of Baxian Peak for three years. At that time, as long as someone made her unhappy, she would retaliate wildly. If this continues, Xiaojiu will have trouble in the future.
As soon as You Lian's words came out, there was silence after an uproar, and everyone was waiting for Xihua Tianzun's decision.
Gong Ningmo let out a long sigh and said, "As long as she is willing to accept your request, you won't bother her in the future?"
"Yes!" You Lian nodded very quickly, for fear that Gong Ningmo would change her attention.
"That's good." Gong Ning made a silent move, and the water tank floated out of the wine charm hair, suddenly enlarged in the air, and banged heavily on the round platform. Looking at the wine charm shrunk into a ball, Gong Ningmo said indifferently: "Go in, bear with the pain, don't make any noise."
There was another sound of collective air-conditioning. What happened to the Xihua Tianzun, who is known for his soft-heartedness, is so cruel! You are still not allowed to speak! This little junior girl shouldn't burn things that shouldn't be burned!
Gong Ningchu's eyes began to become playful. Looking at Gong Ningmo's still stern face, he chuckled in a low voice, and leaned on the chair as usual and took a sip of wine leisurely.
With a snap, Yin Qingxue patted the armrest and stood up, and said angrily: "Xihua, you would be too shielding to do this! You know...well..." The second half of the sentence was choked in his throat, and I couldn't tell the life and death.
Gong Ning stood silently with his hand, and said: "Yin Tianzun, you and I have an agreement, I hope you don't forget it."
As soon as the voice fell, Yin Qingxue felt that her neck was let go, but then she said fiercely (fourth tone): "But my more than 30 female disciples in Yinfeng were all burned, how should this be counted? ?Should I be called one by one to decide how to punish her?"
"Haha, as long as you let them learn from this disciple to stage a self-abuse, I agree!" Gong Ningchu smiled coldly, not caring about the eyes of the disciples and continued to talk about the wine.
"Absurd!" Yin Qingxue was finally angry, and a wave of coercion pointed directly at Jiu Mei without mercy, and said: "Your disciple still wants me to help you take care of him, so that he won't be like you. No one in the eyes, harm the Eight Immortals Peak!" A flute appeared in her hand, not to mention that she no longer looks, but the power of the flute is due to the beauty of her youth, but for Jiu Mei, it is caused by the flute sound. Suddenly turning over the river in the belly.
Gong Ningchu was furious, but when he saw Jiu Mei's body glowing white, his heart moved slightly, so he stopped doing it.
I saw Jiu Mei's eyes were very empty, and with a move with both hands, the quaint Fuxi Qin appeared in her hands. The ten fingers moved slightly, and the ancient sound of the prehistoric pours down with endless vicissitudes of life. Suddenly, the sound of Xiao sounds a bit distorted, as if he was afraid. Everyone's heart is stunned, and the eyes looking at Jiu Mei are even more puzzled. How can this little junior sister have the feeling of a kind of mental performance? This feeling is like a person who has gone through endless years, the vicissitudes and see-through in his heart, and the emotions of returning to the original are vividly expressed. On the contrary, it was Yin Qingxue. The flute in her hand was not under control at all. The sound that came out was not as good as that of a beginner, and she couldn't help but furiously said: "Xue Jiu Mei, what have you done!"
Zheng——The song ended, but it was a broken sound at the end, which knocked everyone out of the wonderful feeling. Everyone had a headache. The feeling was so wonderful just now, there is a kind of nothing in this life. I feel regretful, but now I am afraid of coming first. Of course, there are many disciples who have fought **** battles with the demons. They are all feeling cold. If you encounter this situation during the battle, would you not let yourself be at the mercy of others!
I saw the wine charm standing holding the piano, and the voice became very ethereal: "Bi'er, your master is still so bad-tempered. The music practitioner is the most important self-cultivation. You must not be too impatient, but your master is just right. It fits this point. I said at the beginning that it would not work for her to be the Tianzun. Now, I still insist on this point of view."