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Leng Qing was terrified as she stammered, "Ma …" Big sister, I … I... Speak... Speak of you... Beautiful... Like a flower... "Like a flower."

Venerable Lord Bell slowly lifted his foot and stood up in a hurry. His expression was one of panic as his hands hung by his side. His heart was in disarray and he did not know how this ferocious ghost girl was going to torture him.

Venerable Lord Bell slanted his eyes to look at him and said slowly, "Little brat, although you're young, your tongue is extremely vicious. You slap your own face twenty times to show your punishment."

Leng Qing was suddenly at a loss of what to do, and stammered, "Slap your own mouth? This... "This …"

"Humph!" Venerable Lord Bell snorted angrily as he smacked his palm against the stone. Fragments of stone flew all over the place and a small piece of rock fell to the ground.

Leng Qing no longer hesitated and lightly slapped her face with a "Pa" sound.

Noble Bell rubbed his hands together and said coldly, "You little devil! You're sneaking around and not willing to hit me. It looks like this sovereign will need to personally help you remember something? "

Leng Qing was panic-stricken. Before Venerable Lord Bell could finish his sentence, he immediately lifted his palm and heavily slapped his face.

Venerable Lord Bell nodded his head and smiled. "Alright, let's do it like this. benzun will watch this personally. If you don't give me a slap, this sovereign will give you ten slaps."

Leng Qing felt as though she was squatting in a soup fire. How could she dare to make up for it? Even a mere slap wasn't enough to smash his head. She gritted her teeth and started slapping her mouth.

As Venerable Lord Bell was staring at him, Leng Qing did not dare to hide anything. She had only struck him four to five times, and her cheeks had already swelled up. The marks on her fingers were obvious. Leng Qing couldn't stand it any longer. Her tears rolled down her face, finally falling down.

Venerable Lord Bell was stunned for a moment. Looking at Leng Qing's pitiful appearance, he seemed to have been struck by something and his voice was not as sinister as before. He sighed and said, "Don't slap her. If you dare to talk back, you will be punished twice as much. "

Leng Qing hurriedly said, "I don't dare, I don't dare anymore. Big Sister has a good heart and is as beautiful as a fairy."

Venerable Lord Bell spat with a "pui", "I don't find it shameful to cry and wail. You little brat, you don't need to flatter me. This sovereign will not give you anything to eat."

After he had finished speaking, he looked around and saw mountains and rivers, lush trees and lush forests. He was living on top of a small hill. At this time, the temperature had turned cold, and the amount of visitors to the mountain were few. The peak of the mountain was deep and desolate, and there were very few signs of human life.

Venerable Lord Bell's gaze swept the area and moved forward while fiddling with the long grass. Leng Qing followed closely behind without a sound. She did not dare tarry for fear of incurring the wrath of this ferocious female ghost and causing her punishment to increase exponentially. After walking for the time it took an incense stick to burn, they arrived at a cliff. On a cliff that was about thirty to forty feet above the ground, a cave could be vaguely seen between the cover of the strange stones and grasses.

Right at this moment, the sunlight shined down onto the cave entrance. If it wasn't for this, it would be extremely difficult for someone standing at the edge of the cave to discover the cave's existence. Venerable Lord Bell muttered to himself for a moment before he grabbed Leng Qing's shoulder.

Leng Qing was shocked, "Big Sister... You... What are you going to do? "

"Stop nagging." Lord Bell glared at Leng Qing and bent his knees, landing hard on the ground. He grabbed Leng Qing and leapt into the air, his feet lightly tapping on a rock in the air, borrowing the force to land steadily at the mouth of the cave.

Leng Qing was relieved to see that she had not acted to harm him. As for such things, he had experienced it with Murong Duo before, so he was not afraid.

Noble Bell put him down and said coldly, "Brat, go in and clean up the cave."

Leng Qing looked at the cave. It was not very large, but it shouldn't be a problem for it to accommodate ten people. He walked into the cave and started cleaning it up. He had been brought up in poverty, and he had done these menial chores with great skill. In a flash, he had not only cleaned the cave, but also made a neat seat on the grass.

Venerable Lord Bell nodded in satisfaction and said, "I didn't expect you to be so clever." After entering the cave, he sat cross-legged on the straw mat and said, "This sovereign wants to circulate my energy to heal my injuries. You little imp, obediently guard the cave entrance and don't cause any problems."

Leng Qing pouted, "How could I dare to have any bad thoughts?" He raised his head and saw a pheasant flying past him. He then said, "But big sister, are you hungry? "Why don't you use a stone to make some wild game for me to roast? It's not like I'm praising it myself. I'm satisfied with the wild food I grilled. Big Sis, you're satisfied with it."

He thought for a while, and suddenly became furious, "You little brat, you're a cunning fox again. If you start a fire, this smoke is obviously going to leak to Tie Qingyi, do you think I'm a fool?"

Leng Qing's little trick was seen through by her, and she said tremblingly, "Big Sister …" Not... It's not what you think, I... "I just care if you're hungry or not."

Venerable Lord Bell looked at him coldly, a deep jade-green light gradually suffusing his pupils. Leng Qing's body was like a sieve, the fear in her heart indescribable.

After a long while, Sir Bell's face turned pale and he said: "You think I'm really afraid of Tie Qingyi? Hmph, if not for this noble one's Soulshake Bell being destroyed by him, would this noble one have dodged him? " He took out the flute in his bosom, pointed at Leng Qing, and said, "Although the magic power of this Soul Summoning Flute of mine isn't as powerful as the Soulshake Bell, it's more than enough to deal with a crafty kid like you."

Leng Qing almost cried as she said pitifully, "You want to deal with me? Big sister, Leng Qing is obedient, don't you dare go against me? "

A wisp of a flute's tune lightly rang out, and unlike before, it was not ear-piercing or unpleasant to hear. Slowly, like a loving mother calling out to a child in a soft voice, Leng Qing was stunned for a moment, and then a green shadow suddenly shot out of the Venerable Lord Bell's sleeve like an arrow.

Leng Qing did not have the time to blink, the green shadow instantly wrapped around his neck. Leng Qing only felt a wet and slippery place where their skin met, and upon closer inspection, it was a dark green, triangular eyed weird snake. Suddenly, Leng Qing felt like she was going to faint.

"This triangular green eyed dragon is a divine creature of our sect and is extremely poisonous. Anyone who is bitten by a divine creature will have his muscles rotted inch by inch and be wailed for forty-nine days. He will be tortured to death, are you afraid?"

Leng Qing's face was ashen. He closed his eyes, not daring to look at that azure-eyed divine object. He did not move an inch as cold sweat flowed down his forehead.

Venerable Lord Bell then said, "Speak your mind. If this sovereign does not use the Soul Summoning Flute to send the signal to attack, the divine being will not attack the enemy without permission. Are you afraid?"

How could the word "afraid" describe Leng Qing at this moment? She was absolutely terrified, as if her heart and soul were on the verge of destruction. Venerable Trembling Bell activated his flute, holding on as he trembled while spitting out a word, "Afraid!" The sound was like a mosquito's buzz, and entered into the elder's ears.

Venerable Lord Bell said indifferently, "Then be obedient and stand there without moving. If you have any ulterior motives, I will activate the flute sound and let you, little devil, taste the taste of your flesh and bones being rotted."

Leng Qing was like a pillar, her eyes tightly shut as she didn't dare move in the slightest. Venerable Lord Bell took a deep breath and slowly circulated his elemental energy to focus on treating his internal injuries.

After a long while, a gust of cold wind blew, and the ground was covered with falling flowers. Mist shrouded the mountain rocks, trees, weeds, and wastelands; a cold pond …

Leng Qing was standing at the mouth of the cave, facing the wind. The cold wind caused her to shiver. It was unknown whether it was because she was afraid or because she was cold. From coming out of the pool until now, his entire body had been drenched in water.

But at this moment, he was completely unaware of all of this. He could only feel the azure-eyed divine object slowly wiggling around his neck, as if its whiskers were brushing against his face. He could not help but feel as if his soul was about to leave his body. Come and save Leng Qing? "This ferocious female ghost, if you were to accidentally blow the bamboo flute, you might not be able to see her liveliness anymore!"

Before he could stop himself from thinking about it, he suddenly heard something. "Brother Leng, where are you? Big Brother Tie is here to save you! " The voice was ethereal, yet it seemed to be ringing in his ears.

Venerable Lord Bell rose to his feet and exclaimed, "A thousand miles of sound transmission!"