Chapter 683: I have n’t played enough

The red and black lashes passed over the white cat's body. The white cat could not see any scars, but turned over with a low cry!
Ning Xuemo suffered this and understood again. The sentimental tool of this woman was specifically aimed at the soul. She picked the soul, not the white cat!
The soul was almost painful, and Ning Xuemo trembled slightly on the ground, but laughed: "Old woman, you are so angry! Hahaha!"
Ye Qingchen: "..."
Usually she whip like this, and the tricky soul also bows to her and kneels for mercy.
I did not expect that once I thought that the most clever Ning Xuemo was angry, it was simply annoying!
"Look at you stiff!" Ye Qing was so angry that he drew one after another!
The white cat kept rolling on the ground.
pain! It hurts like a tear!
Ning Xuemo felt like he was being torn to pieces by the torture whip, and his soul couldn't hold it anymore, slowly cracking ...
Is this going to die completely?
The vague thought flashed in her mind.
Since coming to this world, she has been struggling to live. No matter what circumstances she encounters, she has not given up the chance to live and wants to live.
But now, she longs to die ...
Eager to lose my soul immediately, ignorance ...
She used to be supported by a spirit of dissatisfaction, but now her spirit is collapsing.
As soon as the vitality is loose, the soul that was originally well combined can no longer hold back, and begins to drift outward one by one ...
"I can't stand this? I want to give up? I haven't played enough yet!" Ye Qingying raised his sleeves, and a faint green light caught the white cat ...
The slowly escaping souls were once again forced together.
Ning Xuemo just felt like his body was twisted forcibly, and then it got together.
Hands and feet are no longer in the original position, and all joints have been misaligned. The long hand was put on the foot, the long neck was forced on the head ...
It felt inexplicable horror and inexplicable pain.
In the end, she was a girl. She hadn't suffered like this in her life, and she was screaming out loud by instinct ...
She was in a cat's body, and her voice was naturally a screaming meow.
Ye Qingyu finally smiled with satisfaction, and picked her up to the big tripod: "You look better in this way if you fry it in the oil pan ... Rest assured, the oil inside is the oil of the underworld, Blast your soul without hurting my baby cat ... "
Putting the soul into the pan is the worst punishment for the soul.
She believed that after blasting this brave little girl in the oil pan, she was almost gone.
I chased her for more than half a day, and I was so tired that I had to let my disciples find a fresh soul to replace Ning Xuemo into the cat and live ...
Then she can take a rest after she disposes of Ning Xuemo.
In front of her eyes flashed her painstaking collection over the years ... and clenched her hands resentfully!
She was about to throw Ning Xuemo into Youding and slammed the door open. A disciple scrambled in and rushed in: "Master, Emperor ... Emperor is here ..."
"Why ... what ?!" Ye Qingyu's heart was slammed by a big hammer, and the white cat in his hand fell to the ground.
Here is her master? !! Here is her master? !! How ... how is that possible? !!