The Supreme National Master is not really good at cheating, he is also a person with real skills. When Qin Liuxi's breath was revealed, he immediately noticed it.

Qin Liuxi avoided it lightly and did not conflict with him head-on, but jumped to the statue and pushed it.

Bang.

The statue of the god fell to the ground, and fragments splashed everywhere.

The Supreme Master's expression changed drastically, and he roared. He was about to hit the technique of forming a technique with his two fingers, but his back suddenly became cold. Before he could turn around with caution, his eyes were black and something was covered with his head.

What's the thing?

Has he been put on a black sack?

Before he could react, he was poked in his mute pussy, and then he was wrapped around his body and was unable to move. His fist fell on his body and beat him up.

it hurts.

The Supreme National Master cried out in pain silently, who was plotting against him, dare to fight openly?

Suddenly, his temple was punched hard and he fell softly.

Qin Liuxi listened to the footsteps coming quickly outside, took out a piece of paper man who had already prepared a long time ago, threw it on the ground with a magic trick. In an instant, a "Supreme National Master" appeared in front of her and blinked at her.

"Master."

The puppet learned from the Supreme National Master's voice and said in a deep voice: "Don't come in."

The steps stopped.

Qin Liuxi sent a voice to the puppet: "Let Emperor Kangwu suspend the construction of the Changsheng Palace, open the warehouse and release grain to provide full efforts to provide disaster relief, warning him that if he does not do so, there will be a punishment for heaven. You should play this role well."

"yes."

Qin Liuxi then took up the supreme national master who had fainted, tore open the dark path, and left.

After she left, the puppet national master called in a deep voice and said, "The gods fell to the altar, and the heavens were angry and disasters. I sent a command to pass by. My national master wanted to see the saint."

At this time, in a vast white valley, a man sat cross-legged on a huge rock deep in the valley. The sky was ice needles, but there was no snowflakes beside him, as if the snow had avoided him and did not dare to touch him at all.

He opened his eyes, curled his lips, turned his head slightly, and said to the little girl kneeling behind him, "She is making a comeback, this game of chess is getting more and more interesting. If the time hadn't come, I really wanted to go over and see her in person. Who do you think we would win?"

The little girl had no expression on her face and said nothing, as if she was talking about someone else's affairs and had nothing to do with her.

Yi Luo stroked his fingers, and there was still one finger bone left here, but he couldn't get enough of his bones after all.

"There are always so many saints who think they are saviors in this world, which is really annoying." Yi Luo's eyebrows and eyes were cold and his eyes were gloomy. He hooked the little girl over, pinched her slender neck with big hands, looked at her dark eyes, and said, "Wuqing, do you think she can save the world?"

Wurong had no emotion at all, and his eyes reflected his face, as cold as the ice and snow of this valley.

Shi Luo watched her breathing become weaker and weaker, and shook her away: "Go down, bring back ten virgin souls with pure Yin fate this time."

Ruthlessly turned around and left.

Shi Luo smiled and looked at the void: "I want to see where you can go. That day is really exciting, and it can't disappoint me."

He pinched his marks with his hands and closed his eyes. The ice and snow roared from his body, turning into a trace of spiritual energy that was sucked in by him. The low and simple Sanskrit words spread from the valley. A snow fox passed by and fled in horror. However, it fell into the snow for only a hundred meters, and its breath was gone.

...

Jiuxuan.

Feng Qi was meditating in his room, and suddenly heard a muffled bang outside, and opened his eyes and walked out.

A black sack on the ground was squirming.

Feng Qiu looked at Qin Liuxi: "Who is this unlucky?"

She went to Qin's house for a night, and then came back and was just a pack of things. Could it be the unlucky King Zhao?

King Zhao sneezes twice, and the weather is so cold!

Qin Liuxi picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, and said, "The old thief of the national teacher."

"Oh." Feng Qi was surprised: "No, didn't you say you were not in a hurry to go, why did you get the person back? Did you go there yourself? Didn't it cause any trouble?"

Qin Liuxi said: "Don't worry, there is a national teacher in the palace."

The people who were squirming on the ground struggled even harder after hearing this, and kept whining.

Qin Liuxi kicked him over, but the man couldn't even hum and stopped moving.

Feng Qi: How to say it, it’s a bit miserable!

Qin Liuxi then loosened the sack and put it away again, looking at the meaning of using it again.

I don’t know who will be the next unlucky one?

Feng Qi looked at the national master again, and saw that his face was bruised and his nose was swollen, his beard was pulled off, and his silver hair was messy like a chicken coop. He didn't have the fairy spirit of the national master, just like a crazy old man.

"Why did you change your mind?" Feng Qi was still curious about Qin Liuxi's motives.

Qin Liuxileng said: "He has the idea of ​​ginseng."

Feng Qi was stunned, then sank his face and said, "He knows the existence of Little Ginseng?"

"Yes, you haven't seen a lot of lonely ghosts in the city in the past two days, just to find sects." Qin Liuxi glared at the national master and said, "He has some skills, and he calculated that there are treasures in the city."

Feng Qi didn't know what to say, and said, "Let Xiao Chan go back to the Taoist temple to avoid the limelight?"

"No, this is not tied up." Qin Liuxi said to Feng Qi: "Use your demonic power to build a domain space and ask him if you have any questions."

Feng Qi started to perform the magic without saying a word, and he didn't ask why. When using such a domain space, he naturally did not want to attract outsiders' attention, so the national master could not escape.

Once the magic is used, it is clearly the same room, but invisibly, the void seems to be twisted and changed, and the picture changes.

In the vast snow and ice, Qin Liuxi woke up the supreme national master. The other party opened his eyes and jumped up. He was stimulated by the pain everywhere on his body and stared at Qin Liuxi: "Who are you? What are you trying to bring me to this place?"

He looked at the place, vast and endless, where is this? Why did he get here?

"Supreme, who is the evil statue you worship in the Palace of Eternal Life?" Qin Liuxi asked indifferently.

The supreme national master shouted angrily: "Being arrogant, the supreme god is the supreme god, how could he be an evil god?"

He wanted to use a magic trick to attack Qin Liuxi, but with a move, Feng Hu's eyes that had turned back into his body flashed with a red light.

The Supreme Master suddenly felt a pain in his chest and spurted a mouthful of blood. He looked at his hands in a daze, feeling his hands burning and smoking, and then, a whistle.

His hands were filled with flames, which made him scream and he screamed without thinking about it.

However, the snow did not extinguish the flame, but instead had a rhythm of burning more and more.

The Supreme National Master was crazy, howling shrillly while keeping his hands in the snow.

Qin Liuxi looked at Feng Qi lightly, what's funny?
Chapter completed!