Before she had too many thoughts, there was a thunderous explosion in her mind.

The divine soul, which was originally floating smoothly, seemed to be struck by a heavy thunder, and a golden flower exploded in front of Xia Xiyue's eyes, causing severe pain in her head.She snorted and suddenly lost consciousness.

...

When consciousness regained consciousness, Xia Xiyue found that she was standing in an underground cave.

The temperature in the crypt is extremely high, the tip of the nose is lingering with choking fire, and the surrounding air is scorched and distorted by the high temperature.The surrounding light was dim, and the sun and the moon could not be seen. The only lighting was the blood-red magma slowly flowing in the cracks in the rocks.

Scorching fiery red fissures spread along the ground, walls, and even the top of the wall, enveloping all directions, like a magnificent intertwined spider web.

Xia Xiyue's line of sight slid along them, and finally stopped slowly in the middle.

——In the densest center of the "flaming spider web", countless chains intertwine, pressing a person to his knees on the ground.

The man's hands and feet were bound by shackles, and he was held on the ground like a sacrifice.The surrounding magma is rhythmically following his breathing.

...

Looking at this scene, Xia Xiyue slowly recovered.

Although there seemed to be some mistakes in the middle, but now it seems that she has successfully entered the small world.

And the person in front of him should be the poor little male protagonist who was deceived by the master.

Xia Xiyue: "..." Since this is the case, then it's time for me to hold my conscience and be a cold-faced and heartless "Vicious Master".

She collected herself and walked towards the male lead.

As the distance got closer, Xia Xiyue gradually saw his face clearly by the light of the fire.

It was a young man who looked a little thin.His long eyelashes were drooping, his eyes were closed tightly, the corners of his forehead and between his eyebrows were full of painful cold sweat, his black hair was scattered and fell behind him, and his breath seemed to tremble in pain.

Xia Xiyue's eyes fell on his face, and after a moment of shock, her heart suddenly beat violently.

Through the air distorted by the flames, she unexpectedly saw an extremely familiar face.

——The appearance of the "male protagonist" in front of him is exactly what Xianjun Nan Xian looked like when he was a boy!

"..." Although she had expected it a long time ago, Xia Xiyue still couldn't help feeling distressed when she found Nan Xian in the small world.

At the same time, couldn't help but harden fist.

She gritted her teeth, walked forward again, and decided to continue to be her "evil master".

Although she has never seen a precedent for "resetting the small world".But no matter how you think about it, it is not an easy task for the remnant soul of the immortal monarch in it.

Having failed once before, she must not fail a second time.

...

Xia Xiyue recalled the words "good medicine tastes bitter to the disease" and "short-term pain is worse than long-term pain" that Immortal Nan Xian said when she opened her mouth and poured medicine on her before she took shape, her eyes changed silently. Be firm.

Plain white boots stepped on the ground, and she walked step by step towards the boy who was tied in the middle of the shackles.Realizing that there was a long sword on her waist, Xia Xiyue's thoughts turned slightly.With a sound of "Zheng", the spirit sword jumped out of its sheath, and she turned it upside down and held it in her hand.

The cold light slid along the sharp edge of the sword, finally met the tip of the sword, and aimed at the people on the ground after a few steps.The hand holding the hilt was as thin as jade, stiff for a moment, but stabilized quickly.

——Just now, Xia Xiyue carefully watched that "crossing the soul".

Although the final result failed, the previous experience is not useless.

At least the first step of the soul crossing man was not wrong."Nan Xian" in this small world was born with demonic roots, and only by carrying the pressure of life and death to cultivate the demonic powers can he climb his cultivation to the pinnacle of this small world and break through the realm and return.

Xia Xiyue: "..." In short, the first step is to use "convenient custody" as a cover to abolish those few meridians that can operate the fairy magic.After that, in order to save himself, Nan Xian instinctively opened the remaining pathways, and gradually mastered the most suitable demon cultivator skills for him.

While thinking, Xia Xiyue took a deep breath, trying to maintain the indifferent expression that a "virtuous scum master" should have, and prepared to swing her sword.

...

At the same time, in the middle of the chain.

Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Nan Xian's eyes slowly opened a little.

His consciousness was not yet fully awake, and he was at a loss for a moment, struggling to lift his eyelashes wet with sweat, and vaguely saw a figure in white standing in front of him, and...the dark but fiery underground environment around him.

Realizing that she was being locked in the underground of the Yinxian Sect, Nan Xian was stunned suddenly, and suddenly regained consciousness.

He lowered his head with difficulty, looked at his still immature body, and saw the magma fissures in the ground, and a strange color flashed across his eyes.

After a while, he actually gave a low laugh, and murmured in a complex tone: "Yinxian sect..."

The inaudible voice carried a trace of calmness and sarcasm that was incompatible with his age.

——Nan Xian never expected that he would come back here again.

That's right, "back to".

For Nan Xian now, in his memory, it was a long time ago that he was imprisoned underground in Yinxian sect by that scumbag master.

He has obviously experienced a lot: subduing the three volts of fire, escaping from the ground, slashing enemies with his hands, being eroded by fire poison, falling into the devil's abyss and dying...

Unexpectedly, when he opened his eyes again, his cultivation base was gone, and the three-volt fire and fire poison in his body were also gone.

... He returned to the starting point that changed his life.

...

The memory of the previous life is a little fuzzy, but it does exist.

In the underground cave at this time.Hearing the sound of approaching footsteps, Nan Xian instinctively wanted to straighten up.As soon as he moved, the keel shackles made a "crash" sound, and pulled him back to his original position.

Opposite him, the visitor seemed to be startled by the sound, and his pace paused slightly.After a while, he continued to raise his sword and moved forward, getting closer and closer to him.

"...Master."

Nan Xian's thin lips moved slightly, and pronounced the name as if appreciating it.

He lowered his eyes, hiding the hidden sarcasm in his eyes: there is no need to look up.He had already guessed who was coming—except for his good master, who else would have such authority and mood to wander around this place filled with high temperature and poisonous fire?

Just as he was thinking, his vision darkened.The approaching figure finally came in front of him.

Nan Xian looked at the skirt that gradually stopped shaking in her field of vision, and the plain white boots exposed from the edge of the skirt, and suddenly froze.

Nan Xian: "..."...a skirt?

He finally realized slowly that something seemed wrong.

Nan Xian raised his head abruptly, his vision blurred by severe pain and weakness.Fortunately, the distance between the two was very close, so he could still see the person in front of him clearly.

——I saw that the person who came to the ground was not the peak master of Hidden Thunder Peak, "Real Ling Chen", but a young girl with an unfamiliar face.

The girl is dressed in a white dress, covered with tulle, with soft facial features and a smaller and slender figure.

She held a long sword with a cold light in her hand, the sword was out of the sheath, and the tip of the sword was facing his heart, as if she was about to stab someone.But the gaze she looked down was not as sharp as her sword, but seemed to have a hint of hesitation...

pity?

Nan Xian met the gaze of this strange girl, feeling a little dazed in his heart.

...Obviously, from gender to attitude, this is definitely not his scumbag master.

so……

who is this?

...

Almost at the same time.

Opposite Nan Xian, Xia Xiyue also stopped moving.

Her eyes, as clear as autumn water, moved away from Nan Xian, and landed on his sword with slight hesitation.

Xia Xiyue remembered that according to the logic of fooling the small world of heaven, the scumbag master tied Nan Xian here to use him to purify the "three-volt fire" so that he could take it back for his own use.

——This means that in the body of "Master", there should be a fire spiritual root.

But now, the long sword in her hand is as clear as water, and there is a deep and heavy breath around the hilt, which shows that she has the dual spiritual roots of water and soil.

Xia Xiyue: "..." So what about the fire?

Where did the fire spiritual root go??

She looked at the strange sword in her hand, then at Nan Xian who was kneeling under her feet under the chains and shackles, and was momentarily stunned.

The two confused people looked at each other.After a while, Nan Xian's eyes moved slightly, and he vaguely remembered something.

He looked at Xia Xiyue, his bleeding thin lips moved slightly, and he called her uncertainly: "...Little Junior Sister?"

Xia Xiyue: "...?"

Junior sister?

What little junior sister?

Just now you were clearly calling Master!Why did you suddenly change your mind?!

I am a little confused.At this time, Xia Xiyue's ear tips moved slightly, and the voice of the little spirit bird vaguely sounded in her head: "Something went wrong. I didn't expect that it would be this small world that has been restarted once."

The little spirit bird sounded quite worried, and through her spiritual sense, Xia Xiyue seemed to have seen it slapping its head with its wings in annoyance: "This small world, unfortunately, was handled by Ling Chen. He usedThat body of 'Master'—and once the reserved body is activated, if another person is replaced, it will arouse unprecedented vigilance in the small world.

"So this time, you were urgently put into another spare body. Your current identity is not a master, but a young apprentice of the 'Reverend Ling Chen'."

"..."

Xia Xiyue held the unsheathed sharp blade in her hand, looked at the conscious male lead at her feet, and gradually felt that something was not going well, so she couldn't help taking a small step back.

She suddenly remembered a terrible thing, and asked with her spiritual sense: "Wait, since this small world has been reset, then the memory of the 'male protagonist' last life..."

The little spirit bird understood what Xia Xiyue wanted to ask: "When the small world is reset, the gods and souls of the immortals are often in this world, so they will also be affected. As far as I know, in the past precedents, no one remembers what happened before the reset."

Xia Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief silently: That's okay.An immature male protagonist is easier to fool.Otherwise, the sword in my hand is really...

Maybe because she noticed her embarrassing situation, the little white bird said awkwardly: "When you descended into the small world, this body happened to be wandering nearby, and you accidentally fell into it... Well, I have already told you the situation.Ling Chen Shangxian, he said that he will deal with it as soon as possible, and let you adapt first."