After the witch was reborn, she made all the talented people in the world of cultivation cry.

"Lord Miserable, what do you say?"

Ye Lige appeared like a god of death, his whole body filled with murderous aura, and he immediately defeated the God of Bad Luck.

"Lord Lihuo, why are you here?"

Although the God of Bad Luck is unwelcome everywhere, he has lived long enough and has enough experience.

I know everything, both what I should know and what I shouldn’t know.

For example, Lord Miserable God is best aware that Ye Lige is the reincarnation of Lord Jiuxia.

With such a strong backing, Lord Bad Luck dare not offend him.

Don't say he is a coward. This is called knowing the times. He who knows the times is a hero.

There is never a shortage of brilliant people in the world, and the one who survives to the end is the real winner.

Lord Miserable Luck believes that no one dares to provoke him, except for those crazy people in Jiuxiao Temple.

Ye Lige looked coldly at the master and disciple, one was an unlucky god, the other an unlucky guy.

"If I had come a little later, would I have to collect the body of my second disciple?"

Whoever raises a child should love him/her. At that time, Ye Lige had a good-looking son, Suo Baoer, and two apprentices.

The first disciple was Bingzi. When Ye Lige was accepted as his disciple, he was still young. His uncle Gu Yue raised him and taught him carefully.

Later, when he had learned enough and was able to help her, he was sent back.

Suobaoer is a big boy, and everyone helps raise him.

Qi Jingyan is different. He has been brought up by Ye Lige since he was a child.

Because of his special physique, he has always been close to his master Ye Lige.

At the beginning, it was because Qi Jingyan had been with Qi Yaxin and grew up in a bad environment since childhood, and Qi Yaxin doted on him extremely, which led to Qi Jingyan's inability to distinguish right from wrong and his temper became a little left-wing.

After being corrected, he became more and more sensible and well-behaved, which made people feel distressed.

If Qi Jingyan's physique was not special and following the God of Mold would be more conducive to his cultivation, Ye Lige would never let go.

Lord Miserable God touched his nose awkwardly, "You two brothers have crossed the line in your sparring. I will definitely punish you.

Lord Lihuo, you must believe in me, and next time a similar situation will not happen again."

Rather than saying that the God of Bad Luck did not expect that the unlucky guy would lose his composure, it would be better to say that he did not expect that Ye Lige would give Qi Jingyan such a life-saving method.

I also didn't expect that Qi Jingyan had such an important position in Ye Lige's heart.

Ye Lige looked at the God of Mold from the side, and said with a half-smile: "Listen to the advice and eat your fill. The God of Mold has said so, so I can only consider the good side."

Lord Bad Luck breathed a sigh of relief, for he was afraid that this girl would continue to pester him and end up badly.

After all, activating the life-saving trump card that seals his soul would be Qi Jingyan's only chance of life or death.

He stared at the unlucky guy and thought to himself, "You wanted to kill someone but didn't think of a quick and easy way. Now you've caused trouble. What should I do in the future?"

At the very least, nothing can happen under my nose.

Since ancient times, those who have benefited the most from those in power have never been those hard-working and down-to-earth people, but those who are good at talking.

It's simple, it's just that being with this kind of people and getting flattered from time to time makes me feel comfortable and at ease.

The unlucky guy is so cunning that he has already figured out the pulse of the God of Bad Luck.

So, although he came late and his skills were not very good, he was favored by the God of Luck.

Although Qi Jingyan is smart, he is more devoted to cultivation and has no time for flattery.

He always remembered what his master Ye Lige said, "What you learn is what you gain. A little more strength may give you an extra way to save your life at a critical moment.

Especially for a high-risk job like yours, if you are discovered, you will die if you run slowly!"

Meidan wanted to get rid of Qi Jingyan, not only because he was an eyesore, but also because he had long coveted Qi Jingyan's painting space.

Although in the divine world, such treasures are also hard to come by.

Firstly, it is because the raw materials for refining this kind of space treasures that can be cultivated, entered and exited at will, and stored to keep people alive are not easy to obtain.

Secondly, ordinary storage ring-like treasures are easy for a general weapon refining master to obtain, but these are almost treasures from a small world, and at the very least require a master of fairy-grade weapon refining.

And such technical grandmasters are rare even in the divine world.

In short, this guy Meidan wanted to kill Qi Jingyan and occupy his painting space.

The God of Bad Luck was very annoyed that Qi Jingyan had a pair of parents who lacked martial ethics.

However, when he took Qi Jingyan away, he swore an oath in front of Ye Lige.

Therefore, you cannot return the product without reason.

These two masters and apprentices were both more evil than each other, and they wanted to kill Qi Jingyan without any prior agreement.

Now, Ye Lige appears in a domineering manner, and the God of Bad Luck decisively throws the disaster onto the unlucky guy.

It was the unlucky guy who did the bad thing. At most, I was responsible for failing to take good care of him and was derelict in my duty.

The God of Mold glared at Mold Egg and shouted, "I usually teach you to be friendly and respectful to your brothers. How did you learn it?"

Meidan understood that it was his master who was trying to pass on the blame, but he didn't care.

"It's my fault. Senior Brother has been with Master for a long time, but I didn't know he was so weak."

As he spoke, he secretly made a face to the God of Bad Luck.

Ye Lige seemed not to notice this nonchalant look.

He didn't even say anything. He himself was already tens of thousands of years old, while Qi Jingyan had only lived for a few years.

Food should be eaten bite by bite, and cultivation should be increased little by little.

Do you think everyone is like Ye Lige, who can become fat in one bite?

What makes Ye Lige different from them is: first, she has such a great opportunity that no one else can catch up with.

Second, she had no bottleneck in her practice.

Third, she has been refining and tempering her body, and has a body of a god or devil that can accommodate all things.

On the other hand, other people might not be able to catch such a great opportunity even if it fell from the sky.

If it fails to turn into a blooming flower, it will explode and die, or its realm will be shattered.

The God of Bad Luck was quite helpless towards this little disciple, but he couldn't care less about that at this moment.

He quickly said, "Lord Lihuo has come to visit Han Palace. I have collected some excellent fairy tea for you. Please don't dislike it."

Ye Lige smiled slightly, as if accepting the apology from the God of Bad Luck.

"After you!"

The God of Luck was moved, thinking to himself, "She is just a little girl who is not more than a thousand years old. She was fooled by me with just a few words."

However, you need to consider carefully how to treat Qi Jingyan in the future.

The God of Bad Luck had only moved for a moment when he felt a chill on his back and an aura of destruction coming at him. The God of Bad Luck, who had seen a lot of fighting and killing, subconsciously dodged.

It was at this moment that the unlucky guy he was protecting was exposed.

The Huoli Sword, carrying the power of the Red Lotus Karma Fire that can burn everything, pounced on Meidan'er.

The unlucky guy didn't even have time to wail before he died, leaving no trace of his body.

The God of Mold's eyes were red with anger, and he shouted angrily, "How dare you! You killed my disciple in front of me. Do you still regard me as your senior?"

Brother Ye Li waved his hand and did not take back the Fire Li Sword, because the Fire Li Sword was circling around the God of Luck proudly.

It's not only showing off, but also demonstrating.

Ye Lige shouted helplessly, "Huo Li, come back!"

Then, Huo Lijian was recalled unwillingly.

When he looked up again, Ye Lige's face was as cold as ice and snow. "Lord God of Miserable Luck, I also want to ask you one question. You want to kill the child I raised with my own hands in front of me. Do you think I am dead?"

Lord Bad Luck was speechless. It wasn't because he was very reasonable, but he instinctively knew that he couldn't beat the other party.

Because Ye Lige is covered with golden light of merit, which is the nemesis of bad luck.

In addition, the red lotus fire that burns everything is also terrifying.

If it was just Ye Lige himself, he could still fight for his life.

But the power behind her is too huge to be provoked!

But he was still very angry, "You don't want to kill the unlucky guy, you clearly want to kill me."

Ye Lige said coldly: "If you can't even dodge my sword, you are unworthy of being called a god. I'll just kill you, so you don't have to occupy the toilet without doing anything."

The God of Might was so angry that his face turned pale. "You killed my disciple. How can I explain this?"

Ye Lige, "As far as I know, the Mold Temple has only one heir. Seeing that you are so hesitant, I made the best decision for you. Don't thank me too much!"

There was no need for her to tell them about the unlucky guy in the Yin-Yang Secret Realm, which would only bring trouble upon herself.

Lord Bad Luck rolled his eyes:... Dead!