Chapter 4088

All sentient beings are superior. The superior has power and power.

Those who are low are slaves and maidservants, and they live in abject poverty.

In the long past, a heaven and earth were formed, which was also a cage.

Qin Xuan is growing up with Yao. He probably knows who this woman is.

Yao emperor!

At the age of one, the girl almost died of a high fever and was abandoned in the wild. Fortunately, she survived, cried bitterly and was rescued.

At the age of three, the girl was already toddler, but she could not even speak, but she was directly sent into a huge basin.

In the basin, black soil is everywhere, and some black soil edges expose scorched bones.

These bones, too thin, seemed to die young.

A total of ten girls aged three to five were sent here.

Five people hold short weapons in their hands, which makes this place a Shura arena.

However, the smallest and weakest Yao lived to the end.

It was not the first time for the nine people to enter here. Finally, nine children aged three to five fell down here.

Children are too weak. Some injuries can easily kill them.

"This girl has good luck."

On the high platform, the Taoist priest shook his head, "come here, teach her to kill. Next year, send her to the Shura arena!"

On one side, the two maidens with shabby clothes hung their heads slowly.

They looked at the Yao who was crawling in the pool of blood. There was no pity in their eyes, only numbness.

Qin Xuan stood beside Yao. He looked at the immortal Taoist priest. This was Yao's first disaster. It was a disaster that could not be overcome without luck.

The so-called Shura arena next year will depend on real strength.

He watched Yao being taken away. Someone handed her a wooden knife and kept practicing.

If she was careless, she was beaten and injured. When she was only four years old, crying and pleading did not work.

Just like an injured puppy, even if it is dead, it is not enough to make people feel distressed.

The person who taught her did not regard her as a person, and she was not very old, only twelve or thirteen years old.

The evil of human beings is vividly displayed here.

A year later, Yao's body was full of scars. She stood in the Shura arena of 100 people.

Children aged three to five are standing here.

At this moment, the previous pain and suffering became Yao's weapon.

She didn't do it, but others came to her.

Until, when Yao stood in a pool of blood, she stepped on the blood and opened several places of her body, and even several caves.

This time, she is still the last winner. Luck, strength, past pain and hardships have cast the truth that she is still alive.

Some people, even in order to live, have done their best!

Qin Xuan looks at the immortal Taoist priest with a smile. He ends up in person and takes Yao away.

He sent Yao to a treasure pool. With the naked eye, Yao's injury was healing.

This mortal flesh and blood wound is not difficult to merge.

Later, the Taoist priest Changsheng sent people to teach Yao etiquette, language, writing, history and various postures on the road of cultivation.

More importantly, it is loyalty.

Qin Xuan looked at Yao like this, from a dying child to a puppet. His face was numb and his eyes were even lifeless.

Occasionally, when teasing some insects and ants, she will have a trace of innocence.

Yao also had a new name for the immortal Taoist priest.

Master!

He is both a teacher and a father. He raises his life and teaches him Tao.

But Qin Xuan saw all this process, but it was a great irony.

Qin Xuan looked at Yao's constant contact with his killing skills. Every year, she would enter the Shura arena. Every year, she would return with blood.

Until, when Yao was nine years old, Qin Xuan followed Yao to the seclusion of the immortal Taoist path.

Even when he saw that Yao was dying, Qin Xuan didn't have any trouble in his eyes. This time, there was a murderous opportunity in his eyes.

He looked at the so-called immortal Taoist priest, who Yao called his master.

He personally abused Yao in order to capture the Yuan Yin. Even, under Yao's resistance, he directly broke Yao's limbs.

Qinxuan has gone through the long river of years. He has seen a sea of dirty things, but at this moment, he still moved to kill.

For a past, only the living beings in the dreamland have been killed.

When the Taoist priest came out, dangyao was brought out like a dead man and fed as a wild dog.

All creatures are numb. Obviously, this is not the first time, nor will it be the last.

Perhaps Yao will also become one of these numb creatures.

Yao was cured again. This time, like a walking corpse, she was no longer alive.

But this time, the Taoist priest Changsheng also selected a volume of Kung Fu for her, a Kung Fu that is a cauldron.

Cultivate the purest Yin Qi, but there is no spiritual determination of Taoism, just let Yao simply be a furnace tripod.

The cauldron is collected once a year. However, the Taoist priest of longevity is singing at night. In the longevity view, there are fully 300 women of different ages and stature, like Yao.

Qin Xuan looked at Yao's cultivation. Under the absolute power and rules, Yao also had no qualification and opportunity to resist.

Until, when Yao was sixteen years old, the elder Taoist priest assigned Yao a task.

A four-year-old girl named Ji was handed over to Yao.

Just like Yao did at the beginning, she taught the girl to protect herself and then entered the Shura arena.

When Yao met Ji for the first time, she was stunned and looked at the innocence in the girl's eyes.

Later, Yao made an abnormal move. She did not teach the girl any skills about killing.

In the past year, she tried her best to be gentle and took great care of the girl.

A year later, when the Shura field was approaching, the girl came with a broken knife in her hand while she was sleeping.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at the girl and stabbed her in her sleep.

When the girl opened her eyes before her death, it was more like a knife, which almost penetrated Yao.

It seems that this knife took not the girl's life, but Yao's own.

"Well, it's good to die!"

At night, Yao showed a rare smile in these years.

Qin Xuan was beside him. Although the two were separated by endless years, it was just a fantasy.

But Qin Xuan has accompanied Yao for 18 years, and he has witnessed all this tragedy.

To Yao's surprise, the elder Taoist priest did not punish her, and even did not care about the girl's death.

This result, however, made Yao feel desperate because she understood.

In the eyes of Changsheng Taoist priest, even death is not enough for Changsheng Taoist priest to care.

Because for the immortal Taoist priest, this is not enough to mention.

If the life as cheap as dust goes with the wind, how can I cherish it!?

Yao is silent, but she can't resist this damned fate.

Year after year, Yao killed one girl after another.

The bones were piled under the courtyard where she lived.

Until this year, the concept of longevity was discovered, and the world fell apart in an instant.

Some people, like immortals, cut off everything and saved all living creatures.

Yao raised her eyes. She looked at these magnificent and magnificent creatures, but she was at a loss.

"What's your name?"

A man with a handsome face looked at the pretty Yao.

"Yao!"

This is the first time Yao communicated with other creatures outside the concept of longevity.

"Yao, I see. Good name!"

Somehow, Yao's eyes lit up.

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