The gray-robed man paused for a moment and continued, "This time I met my seniors is my chance, the seniors' great kindness to Zhang Zhi, if Zhang Zhizhi builds a foundation, what will the seniors have in the future, as long as Zhang Zhi does not betray the master, as long as the seniors open their mouths and Zhang Zhi will definitely do their best in other things." ”

The gray-robed man looked at Tang Qian with a serious face and made a solemn promise.

Tang Qian didn't take it seriously, thinking that it was just their deal, and the rest was his luck.

"Okay, hurry up if you want to contract, I'm going to barbecue when it's over." Tang Qian said.

When Zhang Zhi heard this, he hurriedly walked in front of the horned civet, and the horned civet glared at him angrily, but Zhang Zhi ignored it, forced out a drop of his heart blood and shot it into the forehead of the horned civet, and then immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, his hand constantly changing and sealing.

Tang Qian looked at it curiously, although she couldn't understand it, she could feel a kind of power around the horned civet and Zhang Zhi.

It was also Tang Qian who fixed the horned civet, otherwise how could Zhang Zhi drip blood into the horned civet's forehead so easily.

Tang Qian didn't delay her work, she took the meat out and roasted it first, and ate the fruit first.

Zhang Zhi knew that he was taking a risk, and he made a contract with a spirit beast he didn't understand.

But I didn't expect that it was so difficult to contract just the cub's horned civet, mainly because the gap between the strength of him and the horned civet was too big.

Now there is a faint feeling of being suppressed in the contract, which makes Zhang Zhi frightened, if the contract fails and is counterattacked, his three-year lifespan may become three days.

It was also his delusion, and he actually wanted to contract the master-servant contract, which was more difficult, but the ordinary monk and the spirit beast contract must hope for the master-servant contract.

Tang Qian found that Zhang Zhi was sweating profusely, and then ate the fruit in his hand in two bites, and came over to see what was going on?

When I got closer, I found that most of the power around the horned civet and Zhang Zhi seemed to be pressing on Zhang Zhi's side, so Zhang Zhi couldn't bear it and broke out in a cold sweat.

Tang Qian didn't know what the situation was, but she also knew that if she didn't interfere, Zhang Zhi might be injured.

If you interfere, I don't know if it will be more serious.

Just as Tang Qian hesitated, Zhang Zhi vomited a mouthful of blood, but his eyes hadn't opened yet.

Tang Qian felt that the power was almost completely out of the range of the horned civet's body, looking at Zhang Zhi's appearance, there was probably no worse situation.

After thinking about it, I still asked the little fox what to do, after all, it was the little fox who took the initiative when the little fox made a contract with her, and she didn't know what the contract was about.

"This cultivator is delusional to form a master-servant contract with the horned beaver, and it is strange if he does not fight back. The little fox said mockingly.

"Will the master-servant contract backfire?" Tang Qian didn't understand.

"There is a huge gap in strength between the two sides, and it is not willing, of course it will backfire, Benhu advises you, don't meddle in things. This man deserves to die, anyway, he won't live long if he doesn't build a foundation, and I don't want to think that if he succeeds in forming a master-servant contract with the horned civet, he won't want to live if he dies. The little fox said with disgust, and it seemed that he was very disgusted with cultivating immortals and trying to make a contract with them.

"But I'm going to ask him to take me to find herbs. Tang Qian frowned, although Zhang Zhi took her to find a lot of herbs during this time, but the locations were different.

"Is it because he needs him that he will make the horned civet his servant? The little fox said angrily.

Horned Raccoon: ...... If you know that you want to be a dish, you will still choose to be contracted.

"Okay then, it's a big deal to find out if there are any other monks looking at the mountain. Tang Qian actually doesn't like this kind of forced servant, even if the other party is just a beast.

If Tang Qian was tough enough to ask the little fox to make a move, maybe it would still have a rebellious mentality, but Tang Qian compromised, but it didn't have that breath, look at the scene in the water mirror.

"Let me out. The little fox said.

"Why did you come out? Didn't you want to come out before?" Tang Qian asked.

"I slept for too long and felt stuffy. The little fox said awkwardly.

Tang Qian shook her head, little animals have such a big temper these days.

In the end, she threw the little fox out, and then prepared to barbecue, as for Zhang Zhi's life and death, since she decided to give up, she wouldn't watch more.

The little fox came out and looked at the cave before moving his gaze to the horned fox, which saw the prayer in the horned fox.

This made the little fox who originally wanted to make a move hesitate, and then looked at Tang Qian, who was seriously barbecued and didn't give it more.

In fact, the little fox knew that it had been with Tang Qian for so long, but it had never helped Tang Qian, Tang Qian had been raising it for nothing all along, and in the final analysis, it still owed her.

looked at the poor horned civet, and then looked at Zhang Zhi, whose face was getting worse and worse, and finally the little fox still made a move, and the contract was still the same.

Soon, that power entered Zhang Zhi and the horned civet in half.

Tang Qian only glanced up and ignored it, feeling that this little fox was really changeable, and it was the one who said that he wouldn't help, and it was the one who shot now.

The contract was made, and the horned fox glared at the little fox angrily, as if to say why don't you help me.

Who is the little fox, how can it, the mongrel fox that it looks down on, be dissatisfied?

Thinking like this, he released the momentum and coercion on his body, and the suppression from the bloodline made the horned fox immediately tremble and lie on the ground, glanced at the little fox in fear, and then lowered his head.

The little fox strolled arrogantly in front of Tang Qian, then smelled the aroma of meat, and when he saw the barbecue on the shelf, his footsteps immediately stopped, and he quietly retreated.

"Do you want to eat?" Tang Qian asked the little fox.

The little fox shook its head in horror, no matter how fragrant it was, it didn't have the courage to eat it.

Doubts flashed in the eyes of the horned fox, and it couldn't help but want to eat the smell of meat, because there was an aura in it, why did the little fox look like a ghost.

The smell of meat made Zhang Zhi, who was still pranayama, open his eyes, he still wanted to heal first, but the smell of meat penetrated into his nostrils, making him unable to calm down at all, and his appetite was not strong, why couldn't he help it?

"Thank you seniors for your help. Although Zhang Zhi wanted to eat meat, he didn't forget to thank him first.

"I didn't help you. Tang Qian said.

"Huh?" Zhang Zhi didn't understand.

"It. Tang Qian glanced at the little fox who was hiding away.

"Isn't it a contract beast of the predecessors?" In this case, he was not wrong to thank Tang Qian.

"It's it, I'm me. Tang Qian's tone was light, but Zhang Zhi could tell that she was serious.

Tang Qian's answer made the little fox blow up, how do you feel that Tang Qian still dislikes it, if you want to dislike it, it also dislikes Tang Qian.

Then Tang Qian's head was bombarded by the little fox, Tang Qian rubbed her temples and said with her consciousness: "If you talk nonsense, don't enter the space." ”

This was very threatening, and the little fox immediately shut up.

"Senior, is your contract beast also an equal contract?" Zhang Zhi walked to Tang Qian's side, and then sat on the ground, Tang Qian sat on the stool.

"I guess so, it's a contract of its own. Tang Qian replied casually.

Zhang Zhi: ......

The horned civet can't care about anger now, anyway, the contract has been made, but fortunately it is an equal contract, if Zhang Zhi dies, it will not have to be buried.