The disciple gritted his teeth, his expression furious, and yelled at him like a madman: "You are so cruel to me, my master will never let you go!"
"Your master is really pitiful. She must be very hard-working every day to have a bad guy like you as her apprentice."
Yin Buqi suddenly grabbed his neck, using so much force that the disciple couldn't breathe.
Yin Buqi's eyes turned red, and he said sinisterly, "Say one more word."
The disciple thought that his master was there, so he didn't dare to do anything to himself. He just threw himself into the fight and yelled, "No one likes people like you. You should have gone to hell a long time ago. Maybe your master will get tired of you and don't want you anymore one day. Just wait and see!"
I don't know which sentence hit Yin Buqi's sore spot, he said coldly: "Just wait and see? I want to see what you have to see!"
The finger pierced deeply into the eye and blood gushed out.
“Master, save me! Ahhhh—”
The disciple knelt on the ground, his face pale and full of fear. He touched his face with trembling hands: "My eyes, my eyes, ah ah ah ah ah!!!"
The blood spread under Yin Buqi's feet like large crabapple flowers.
How could the Master not want him
Yin Buqi pulled the corners of his mouth, his eyes were full of madness and death, and his slightly red eyes were full of extremely paranoid love.
There was even a red mark on the forehead.
As if he was still not satisfied, he turned his hand and a cluster of fire suddenly ignited in the palm of his hand, shaped like a red spider lily.
With a wave of his hand, the flames seemed to have consciousness, rapidly expanding and spreading, disintegrating into a raging fire that rolled towards the disciple!
In the sky, Jiang Niannian is ultimately better.
Besides, Canghua Sword Master also felt that she did not use her full strength.
Their eyes met and they stopped at the same time.
The man said: "You are a respectable opponent, but your disciple..."
"He has a stubborn character and refuses to change despite repeated admonitions. This time when I return, I will definitely punish him severely." Jiang Niannian thought for a moment and added, "I'm really sorry about the broken arm, but I have a way to rebuild his body, but the prerequisite is to find the Purple Spirit Body-Reshaping Flower."
The man didn't speak immediately, but thought for a moment.
Jiang Niannian continued, "Don't worry, Master Jian. I will find a way to get the flower. I will let my disciple apologize to you later. What do you think?"
The man looked at the woman in front of him, her jade sleeves gently swaying in the breeze, and she looked so graceful, not like an ordinary person or someone who goes back on her word, so he nodded.
At this time on the fighting stage, Yin Buqi was still standing there, but the monks watching the fight were all dumbfounded.
Looking at the disciple with the broken arm whose flesh and blood were burned by the raging fire and turned into charred mud and fell down, but who was still screaming and wailing, he couldn't help but feel a chill and got goose bumps.
"What a treacherous trick!"
"The body is destroyed, but the soul is still suffering?!"
"I'm afraid even the demons don't have such cruel methods, right?"
This was the scene that Jiang Niannian and Canghua Daojun saw when they came down from the sky.
Jiang Niannian suddenly opened her eyes wide.
The damaged body can be reshaped with the Purple Spirit Body-Reshaping Flower, but if the soul is damaged, there is no recovery!