After the cramps and bones were pulled out, the vicious female supporting role was reborn

Qian Rong's mouth curled up into a disdainful smile: [Why should I listen to you? ]

Qian Rong originally thought that a little girl like Shen Liuyi could not have any magic that could really restrain her. Even if she did, she could not defeat an evil spirit master like her. She did not believe that she could not break it. She did not expect that Shen Liuyi would actually have the "death curse".

Those who are cursed with death will have their intestines ripped apart within an hour and will not die a good death. Because they are too vicious, they are deeply loved by evil spirits.

This is a high-level forbidden technique that Qian Rong himself has not learned!

She didn't expect that the first time she saw it would be a personal experience. Since death was both around her, what was she afraid of?

[Really? That's a pity. I was planning to give you a chance. I can actually remove a mere death curse.]

Shen Liuyi's tone was regretful. Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Qian Rong's pupils widened suddenly: [No, no, no, please don't take what I just said seriously. ]

But after hearing Shen Liuyi's mocking chuckle, Qian Rong's pupils suddenly widened, and with the idea that if you don't let me have a good life, then no one else can have a good life, he shouted out loud: "Shen Liu..."

The voice stopped abruptly. Liu Qing and the others looked at her in confusion, but they could only see Qian Rong looking at the sky with a stiff face.

Shen Liuyi shrugged indifferently, with his fingers slightly bent. Qian Rong seemed to be squeezed by something invisible, like a duck with its neck pinched, unable to make any sound.

In the distance, Mo Shucheng activated his secret technique. Even though he had the upper hand, he soon fell into a disadvantage due to the difference in strength. He said, "Junior sister!"

Shen Liuyi placed his palm on Mo Shucheng's back. With Shen Liuyi's help, Qian Rong's consciousness was forcibly suppressed. She said in horror: [No! No! You can't do this! ! ! ]

[You are righteous, you are heroes, how can you use such cruel and evil magic on me! ]

[Do I even need to ask this?] Mo Shucheng said as a matter of course: [Of course it’s because I’m not a good person.]

Qian Rong was dumbfounded.

Is this so straightforward?

They, the evil spirit masters, have always looked down upon these spiritual practitioners from the bottom of their hearts, thinking that they are sanctimonious and extremely hypocritical, unlike them, who are bad but clearly bad.

This is the first time I've seen someone who is not hypocritical. Why does it feel more irritating than seeing those hypocrites?

Shen Liuyi said politely: [I am a good person, but I don’t really like talking about morality with others.]

Qian Rong: “…”

[I'll listen to you! I'll listen to you! I'll obey you in everything from now on. Don't kill me!]

After discovering that his soul was actually collapsing, Qian Rong no longer cared about cursing or keeping silent. It was not the case that people with higher cultivation levels were more courageous. On the contrary, people with higher cultivation levels were more afraid of death.

Because they have experienced so much, they think dignity is more important than life and would rather die than surrender. This seems ridiculous to them. After all, if they die, there is nothing, while if they are alive, there is still hope of making a comeback.

Moreover, Shen Liuyi was stronger than her, and it was not shameful to kneel before a strong man. Qian Rong had no psychological burden at all. She begged: [Don't erase my consciousness, I am very useful, please, don't kill me. ]

Mo Shucheng said: [Junior sister, there is no need to stay. This skinning witch is evil to begin with.]

Qian Rong immediately realized who was the one who made the decision. She said this to Shen Liuyi. With her tearful and pitiful appearance, even a woman would feel sorry for her, not to mention a man:

[What's wrong with skinning? I skin because I am a skinning demon. If I don't change my skin after a certain period of time, I will die. You won't die if you only eat vegetables, but don't you eat meat every day? ]

Mo Shucheng had no intention of arguing with her. From a monster's perspective, Qian Rong was not wrong. But Mo Shucheng was a human after all. There was no point in being so entangled as a human.

He said to Shen Liuyi: [Kill her, she still wants to peel your skin off. ]

Qian Rong roared: [This is unfair. You guys pick the fat ones when you kill chickens, so what’s wrong with me skinning and picking the good-looking ones? What’s wrong?! ]

This is a good analogy. Shen Liuyi, who was still considering it, immediately frowned: [Kill it! ]

Qian Rong had a strong desire to survive: [I mean you are beautiful. I have never seen such beautiful skin before, so I offended you. Please don't kill me. ]

Qian Rong was really very sensible. Thinking that she would be more useful alive, Mo Shucheng gave her two choices: [One, give up resistance and let me stamp you with a slave mark, two, destroy your consciousness and then stamp you with a slave mark, you choose.]

Qian Rong took a deep breath, tears streaming down his face, thinking to himself, you are the evil spirit master!

Do you really think I have no dignity at all?

I am a ninth level spiritual master!

【Choose one.】

In the eyes of Liu Qing and the others, it was this moody witch who suddenly screamed, then looked at them sinisterly without making any movement. For a moment, they felt like a thorn in their backs, and dared not move at all.

Cold sweat soaked her clothes. After a long time, the witch raised her hand again. Her evil eyes flashed a hint of red for a moment, but when she opened her eyes again, everything returned to normal.

However, Liu Qing and the others did not notice this fleeting change.

The feeling that one's life is in the hands of others, who can make one live a life worse than death in a moment's thought, made Qian Rong tremble all over.

She looked at Liu Qing coldly. It was this guy who deceived Lord Evil Emperor and made herself under his control.

She looked straight at Liu Qing, licked the back of her hand with her tongue, and there was undisguised malice in her eyes.

Instinctively fear made Liu Qingqing take a step back, but she soon mustered up her courage. With the Evil Emperor's ban in place, these evil spirits could not hurt her at all, so she had no need to be afraid.

As a result, Qian Rong's next action shocked everyone. It actually bowed deeply to Liu Qing.

This was simply an extreme reversal, sometimes brutal and sometimes well-behaved, making the people of Qingzhao Ancient Sect almost jump out of their throats.

Liu Qing suppressed her pounding heart and forced a smile, but before she could say anything, Qian Rong's next words made her face turn pale and she froze in place instantly.

Qian Rong said: "No wonder Lord Xie Huang gave you such an important token even though you are so weak. It turns out that you are the future Lord Xie Fei."

Liu Qing, who was once again emphasized as being very weak, didn't have time to express his dissatisfaction before he was shocked by the next two words and his eyes almost popped out.

Evil, evil concubine?

Everyone looked at Liu Qing in confusion. Was that what they thought it meant? But wasn't that token the spoils of the Merciless Sword Master? What on earth was the Evil Emperor's Prohibition?

Liu Qing hurriedly said: "What nonsense! How could I possibly know the Evil Emperor?"

Yun Huan and the others were still behind him, how could Liu Qing dare to recognize them?

Qian Rong showed a wicked smile: "Master Xie Fei, please stop teasing me. After all, anyone can use a token, but the Xie Emperor's prohibition is different."

Liu Qing frowned: "What's the difference?"

Qian Rong said: "Master Xie Huang once said that this ban will only appear on the future mistress of the evil spirit master lineage."

Qingzhao Guzong and others were dumbfounded: "Mistress?"

Under the gaze of everyone, Liu Qing's cheeks turned red instantly. It should be said that it was half blushing with shame and half with anger. Liu Qing couldn't help but think of the evil emperor's handsome face with evil, lazy, and extremely seductive charm.

Thinking of his usual thoughtfulness and pampering, Liu Qing's face turned red almost like blood. She bit her lips tightly. What? They are obviously brothers.

How could the Evil Emperor give her such a thing? What if someone saw her and misunderstood her?