Reborn in the Hehuan Sect, my master was transformed into a slave by me

Chang Qing's voice was not loud, but Dian San in the air heard it very clearly, and his heart trembled uncontrollably.

Dian San was indeed waiting for someone, he was waiting for Shi Qiuqi.

He was still frightened by the almost accident just now, and he also began to be really afraid of the young man in front of him.

But he was a venerable after all, and after calming down a little, he understood that the other party's weird methods also had strong limitations, as long as they could not get close, they could not hurt him.

For him, the safest way was to wait for Shi Qiuqi to arrive.

Shi Qiuqi was most likely rushing to the inheritance to save Youbi, and he would probably arrive soon.

A mere inheritance could not stop him.

The master of the Seven Swords Sub-Saint Sword Pavilion, Tianhuang Divine Sword Bing Qiuqi.

As one of the four strongest swordsmanship cultivators in the world, even if Dian San had never seen Shi Qiuqi take action, he could be ranked with the first three people, and the evaluation of those adults on him must be true.

At that time, with the strength of that man, even if the other party has more back-ups, it will not cause any waves.

But why is the young man in front of him so calm?

He can guess that he is waiting for someone, which proves that he must know that the person he is waiting for is Shi Qiuqi.

Why? Is this just a fool who does not know the height of the world, or does he really have the confidence to face the attack of both himself and Shi Qiuqi at the same time.

Seeing that Dian San was silent, Chang Qing continued.

"I am afraid that the person you are waiting for will not come. If the Venerable Lord does not take action, don't blame me for not reminding you."

After saying that, Chang Qing actually sat cross-legged on the ground so swaggeringly.

......

The wind and snow were very strong, and it didn't take long for the mountain top to be covered with a layer of white.

After a leisurely flute sound, the whole world was rendered with a more empty and quiet meaning.

Looking from afar, the earth seemed like a white canvas, with only a few bright red plum blossoms blooming in the snow.

Although this painting was beautiful, the empty stone mountain covered with snow lacked some vitality.

Fortunately, there was a woman sitting alone on the edge of the cliff, adding some color to this world.

The woman was extremely beautiful. She was dressed in red and outlined a perfect curve in the snow. Her silver hair blended with the snow, like an elf in the snow.

The only pity was that she had only one eye, which made this extreme beauty a little flawed.

Next to her stood a stone statue more than ten feet high, looking majestic.

As the woman's flute sounded, the stone statue slowly knelt down, and in a moment it turned into broken sand and drifted away with the wind.

The horse beside him exhaled hot white air and stamped his four hooves on the ground, looking a little uneasy.

Noticing the horse's movement, the woman walked over and carefully untied all the saddle ropes on the horse, stroking the whip marks on its body, and murmured.

"You have worked hard all the way, sorry, now you are free, go quickly."

After that, she picked up the whip on the car and whipped the horse hard on its back. The horse was frightened, neighed, raised its four hooves and ran wildly, and disappeared in the wind and snow in a blink of an eye.

The woman looked back at the direction where the horse disappeared, and the path she came from had long been buried by the wind and snow.

"I wonder if Master Changqing and Xiaolan are still safe..." She lowered her head. The more than ten bodies that were smashed to pieces on the ground were buried by the heavy snow after a short period of blood staining the snow, leaving no extra traces. She shook her head and sighed. "I didn't want to kill anyone, but why did you have to follow me..." The more than ten bodies were all refugees who were half-dressed. When Ah Xiu drove by, they were gathered at the foot of the mountain, roasting a fire together. There seemed to be some black, burnt things in the fire. She stopped the carriage, He hesitated for a moment, but in the end he didn't say much, just untied the purse from his waist and threw it to them.

The refugees raised their heads numbly, and their cloudy eyes noticed the bag on the ground. After opening it and seeing the spiritual stones inside, they immediately started to grab it like crazy and wrestled with each other desperately.

Some people even fell on the fire, extinguishing the flames that several people depended on for survival, but no one cared.

Ah Xiu didn't pay any more attention to them and continued to drive up the mountain.

But I don't know who shouted first.

"Horse, there is a horse!"

"There is a cliff on the mountain, a dead end!"

Then it came one after another.

"Woman! There is only one woman in the car!"

"Go! Meat! There is meat to eat! "

The spirit stones that Ah Xiu threw at them were like sparks that ignited the firewood pile, giving these more than a dozen refugees strength to chase her carriage all the way to the top of the mountain.

Fortunately, there was the Stone King Seal that Chang Qing gave her. Ah Xiu turned a large piece of stone beside her intoFor the stone soldiers, the stone soldiers easily smashed the more than ten refugees to pieces.

Ah Xiu stood in the vast snow, looking at the bodies completely buried by the snow, with small snow bags bulging out, like a desolate and lonely grave.

She took out the small stone king seal in her arms, silent, not knowing what she was thinking.

By chance, this small seal saved Ah Xiu and Chang Qing himself.

According to the route designed by Chang Qing for Ah Xiu, she would pass by a small town, where she could find a flute player, pay him, and come to the top of the mountain with her to play, and Ah Xiu could get away at that time.

But Ah Xiu did not do as Chang Qing arranged, she chose to come here alone.

If there was no stone king seal, Ah Xiu might be killed by those refugees, skinned and eaten, and Chang Qing's plan would be ruined.

Ah Xiu didn't know why Master Chang Qing gave her such a magical treasure at that time.

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether it was Changqing's accidental action that saved her and herself, or whether it was all in his plan, and he gave her the Stone King Seal just to be prepared.

But it didn't matter anymore. According to Master Changqing's arrangement, she had been playing the flute for a long time. After completing all this, she had nothing to worry about.

She took out a sharp dagger from her bosom and wiped it carefully.

She didn't raise it until the dagger was polished to a mirror-like shine.

The dagger reflected her peerless face that was exactly the same as Danji's. Ah Xiu touched her face intoxicatedly and looked at it for a long time.

"Master Changqing, thank you. I never thought that I could live again and be so beautiful."

She murmured, and then she swung the knife without hesitation and cut her face into pieces.

The blood dripped on the snow, like plum blossoms.

The severe pain made her kneel on the ground, and her silver teeth were almost broken.

But she still didn't stop, grabbing a handful of her hair and cutting it off at the roots.

She didn't stop until she had cut off all the silver hair that reached her waist and thrown it under the cliff.

She couldn't let anyone recognize her appearance, otherwise Master Changqing would definitely be suspected based on her appearance, which must be one of the reasons why Master Changqing asked her to deliberately arrange someone else to play the flute.

She couldn't cause extra trouble to Master Changqing because of her willfulness.