Chapter 814 The Frost Bell fell, and Su Huashen turned into slag!

Senior Sister Qiao did not fly up, and was not ridden by Ye Wutan for the time being.

The human head turned into the head of a fairy crane, the human body turned into the body of a fairy crane, and the Taoist robes on the body turned into the feathers of a fairy crane.

Senior Sister Qiao fluttered around.

It was clearly a fairy crane, but it was like a water bird monster that had come ashore and could not fly.

Fluttering here and there.

Shocked.

Was I dreaming?

How did I become a fairy crane?

I...

I am a human!

I am not a goblin!

Why do I feel like I was beaten back to my original form?

After fluttering around for a while, Senior Sister Qiao understood.

Oh.

Ye Wutan has already cultivated to the realm of supernatural powers and has the supernatural power to create all things.

Oh my god!

What kind of great power is this?

Even the leader of the Yuanji Xianzong might not have such magical power, right?

Senior Sister Qiao wanted to cry.

But the problem was that she couldn't even cry.

But at this moment, Ye Wutan cast a golden light on Senior Sister Qiao's crane head.

In an instant, many more skills appeared in Senior Sister Qiao's head.

For example,

the fairy crane could fly and speak human language...

However,

Senior Sister Qiao still didn't say anything.

She started to scream.

She screamed like crazy.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

Ye Wutan said with a frown.

"If you scream again, I'll roast you."

Senior Sister Qiao stopped screaming.

She tried to flap her wings on both sides and

flew up.

Ye Wutan took a step forward, landed on Senior Sister Qiao's body, and rode on Senior Sister Qiao.

"Fly, Beixuan Desert."

Senior Sister Qiao was shaking all over.

Ye Wutian plucked a feather from Senior Sister Qiao and said coldly.

"Don't shiver."

Senior Sister Qiao couldn't control herself and tried to fly for a distance before she stopped shivering.

Ye Wutian said indifferently.

"I'll change you back when we get to Beixuan Desert."

Senior Sister Qiao said with a trembling voice.

"Just don't kill me, and whatever Master Ye says is what you will do in the future."

Ye Wutian was too lazy to talk nonsense with Senior Sister Qiao.

Senior Sister Qiao flew very fast, probably much faster than riding on a peerless spirit sword.

One mountain after another was left behind by Senior Sister Qiao.

But the Beixuan Desert was a long way away, and it was not until the evening that Senior Sister Qiao arrived at her destination.

The rolling mountains on the ground have disappeared, replaced by an endless desert.

The dim red sun shines on the desert, which is yellow and majestic.

Sister Qiao's mood has calmed down a lot on the way here, and she said softly.

"Five thousand miles to the east, the border of Shayue Kingdom is almost here."

Ye Wutan ordered.

"Wait here for Wang Ye and the others first."

Sister Qiao immediately flew towards the ground, and as her feet landed on the ground, Ye Wutan jumped down.

Almost at this moment, Ye Wutan waved his hand, and Sister Qiao recovered her human body.

At this moment, Sister Qiao looked at Ye Wutan's eyes no longer like she was looking at a person or a devil, but as if she was looking at a god, and she had the urge to kneel down and worship him at any time.

Such a rush, stemming from a woman's worship of the strong, also proves a truth.

Sometimes, the reason why a woman can kneel in front of a man and be bullied by him willingly is not because the man is so dominant, but because of the deformed worship that naturally arises in the woman's heart.

And this deformed worship is similar to slavery, as if it has been engraved in the genes.

Therefore, there was no need for Ye Wutan to say anything. Senior Sister Qiao spontaneously picked up some rotten wood and branches from the surroundings, lit a bonfire, and took out all the wine and food she brought with her. She also spread a large cloth in front of Ye Wutan, placed all the wine and food on it, and finally knelt beside Ye Wutan like a female slave.

Ye Wutan took a piece of beef jerky and tasted it, raising his eyebrows.

"Looking at your behavior, have you ever served someone in the palace before?"

Senior Sister Qiao answered obediently.

"Reporting to Master Ye, before I became a disciple of the Yuanji Xianzong, I was the eldest princess of the Great Yan Dynasty. I have never served anyone. When I was served, I saw the manners of those palace maids and remembered them. I hope you don't mind my rough hands and feet." At

this moment, Senior Sister Qiao was already in harmony with her heart and mouth. What she said was what she thought in her heart, and what she thought in her heart was what she said. She was completely submissive to Ye Wutan.

There was no way. Ye Wutan's strength had reached a level that made Senior Sister Qiao unable to have the slightest thought of disrespect.

But Ye Wutan did not respond to Senior Sister Qiao at this time. Instead, he ate and looked into the distance. I don't know what he was thinking.

In the surrounding desert, there was a constant rustling sound.

There were desert lizards as big as cows, crawling in the distance, staring at Ye Wutan without blinking. There were

also some poisonous scorpions hidden in the desert, quietly approaching here. There were

even some giant pythons several feet long, constantly sticking to the ground and swimming towards this side.

At this moment, Senior Sister Qiao flicked her wrist and summoned the supreme spiritual sword, forming a circle of glittering silver swords that surrounded the area dozens of meters away.

In an instant, all the lizards, scorpions, and giant pythons scattered in response, not daring to approach this place any more.

Ye Wutan didn't care about it, closed his eyes, and began to sense the desert and the things outside the sky, taking in the invisible heavenly energy into his body.

Time passed quickly, but for Ye Wutan, it was just a blink of an eye, and groups of men and women on swords came from the sky. They were Su Huashen and others.

The disciples of Yuanji Xianzong, dressed in white, looked like falling white stars in the desert at night. They were extremely dazzling and there were tens of thousands of them.

When Su Huashen, the leader, saw Ye Wutan and Qiao Xueshuang had arrived here first, he was shocked. How could Ye Wutan and Qiao Xueshuang arrive here so quickly?

The tens of thousands of Yuanji Xianzong disciples behind Su Huashen were also surprised.

Not only were they surprised that Ye Wutan and Qiao Xueshuang appeared here, but they were also surprised that Qiao Xueshuang knelt beside Ye Wutan like a servant. This... Senior Sister Qiao is an inner disciple. How could she be so humble beside Ye Wutan, an outer disciple?

But most people changed their minds and understood.

Qiao Xueshuang, the one kneeling was not Ye Wutan, but Ye Qinghan behind Ye Wutan!

At this time, Wang Ye and others also rushed here. They were the first to walk out of the crowd and approached Ye Wutan.

Wang Ye bowed and saluted.

"Young Master Ye."

Li Bai and Princess Yulong also bowed and saluted.

"Senior Brother."

Only Su Mo, the fool, called out.

"Junior Brother Ye."

Ye Wutan didn't think there was anything wrong, but Princess Yulong suddenly kicked Su Mo's leg, causing Su Mo to kneel directly on the ground.

One of them even fell down without paying attention and swallowed a mouthful of sand.

Su Mo was about to get angry, but when he thought of what happened in Yuanji Xianzong before, he suddenly came to his senses and changed his words.

"Master Ye, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon."

Ye Wutan still didn't say anything.

But Su Huashen, after staring at Ye Wutan for a while, suddenly gave an order.

Let the tens of thousands of disciples behind him set up camp.

Spend the night here first.

Then hurry up tomorrow.

After giving the order, Su Huashen walked towards Ye Wutan, but ignored Ye Wutan, and said to Qiao Xueshuang.

"Junior Sister Qiao, come here, I have something to tell you."

Who would have thought that as soon as these words fell.

Qiao Xueshuang suddenly urged her peerless spiritual sword, and a sword light slashed across Su Huashen's neck.

Puff!

Su Huashen's head rolled to the ground.

Not only that.

Before Su Huashen's blood could rush out of his chest, Qiao Xueshuang once again used a magic weapon like an ice bell. With a thought, the ice bell, which was originally only the size of a bell, suddenly grew larger and turned into a large ice bell, which held Su Huashen in place.

As Qiao Xueshuang collected the magic weapon...

Su Huashen's head, blood, and chest were all frozen. Then, with the strong wind that was already in the desert, Su Huashen's whole body disappeared in the night wind like ice chips.

It was as if he had never appeared in this world.

The tens of thousands of disciples on the scene were all stunned.

Aw!

Aw!

For a moment, within a radius of ten miles, there was only the sound of the whistling night wind, and no human noise was heard.