"Do you want to live or die?" Wen Mo squatted on the ground, looking at Qinglan who was about to dissipate. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I wonder if he will be like a mermaid, turning into foam at the dawn of dawn? Wen Mo looked out the dark window, curious.

"I want to live!" Qing Lan said firmly, and she didn't care about Wen Mo's previous torture.

But if he can live, he will not die! He has a lot of things to do! There are still people waiting for him!

The firmness in Qinglan's eyes touched Wen Mo, "Since you are so determined, then I will spare your life." ”

She always has a special tolerance for this kind of person who firmly wants to live, and forgives him generously.

"But can you live like this?" Wen Mo couldn't bear to ask, regretting in his heart whether he had overplayed.

"Yes!" Qinglan gritted her teeth, "I gave you a soul wood ...... in the ring"

"Oh? Is this it? As soon as Wen Mo's hand flashed, a piece of swarthy wood appeared, which looked like a piece of charcoal, without a single luster, and all the light was absorbed on it.

"Hmm." Qing Lan nodded, and slowly flew to the soul tree, and then disappeared.

Wen Mo used his divine sense to probe and found that Qing Lan was hiding in a small corner in the center of the soul tree, and bursts of black silk threads emanated from the wood, entering Qing Lan's body, making his body much more stable.

"You're going to keep him?" Mu Tian's voice appeared in Wen Mo's mind.

"Well, what's wrong? I think it would be useful to keep him. Wen Mo said in his heart, "And his alchemy talent is good, I'm thinking, he should be able to do alchemy in this state, as long as he has enough aura." ”

Mu Tian nodded, feeling that Wen Mo had finally learned to be indifferent, "Of course you can, as long as you sign a contract with him and train him to be a ghost servant." ”

"Ghost servant? What's that? How do I feel eerie? Wen Mo said this, but his eyes revealed a golden light of excitement.

Mu Tian didn't notice her expression, and when he heard the tone, he thought she was unwilling, "Ghost servants are owned by the children of many big families, and they are similar to people, and they are even more convenient to use than people. Moreover, they have their own special cultivation techniques, which can be fed back to their masters. ”

Winmer nodded, "It wouldn't hurt me to sign a contract, would it?" ”

"Nope."

"How?"

"Just draw a spell on his head with blood, but he has to do it willingly." Mu Tian said.

"He's definitely going to volunteer." Wen Mo used his divine sense to bring Qing Lan out of the soul tree, and then conjured up a hand and pinched him, "Do you want to continue cultivating?" ”

"Yes." Qing Lan nodded, her body writhing uncomfortably, and her eyes glared at Wen Mo vigilantly. He had a bad premonition.

"If you want to, don't resist, I'll sign a contract with you." Wen Mo said that he was about to draw on his forehead.

Qinglan screamed and struggled, "Don't! ”

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows, "Could it be that you want to be like this all the time?" I'm sure I'm not going to let you out and harm others. Don't be delusional about my body. But you can't live on the Soul Tree all the time. As far as I know, there is a time limit on it. Over time, the soul will dissipate. ”

Qinglan was silent, struggling several times in her heart, and her complexion changed even more, as if she had committed suicide by taking poison.

In the end, he still compromised, "You swear that you will let me cultivate and will not restrict my freedom, otherwise I won't agree!" "He still wants to fight for it.

Wen Mo raised his eyebrows, shook his head, and snorted coldly, "Even if you don't agree, it doesn't hurt me, why should I swear?" ”

"Then how do I believe that what you say is true?" Qinglan gritted her teeth.

"Did I say anything?" Wen Mo craned his neck arrogantly, "If you want to believe it, you can believe it, and if you don't want to, you can pull it down." Hum! ”

Qing Lan looked at Wen Mo fiercely, and finally the desire to survive in her heart prevailed, and she lowered her head and asked Wen Mo to draw a spell.

After signing the contract, Wen Mo remembered one thing, she didn't give that ghost servant a cultivation technique!

If you don't practice the exercises, isn't that just for nothing?

"Teacher, do you have a ghost servant's cultivation technique?"

Thankfully, Mu Tian has this thing there.

Wen Mo calmly followed Mu Tian's words and passed the cultivation exercises into Qing Lan's head.

She took a general look at the content of the exercises, and there was a big difference between them and her cultivation exercises.

There are a lot of things that can be absorbed by this ghost servant's cultivation exercises, what kind of aura, yin qi, and evil qi...... A whole lot, all of which can be absorbed.

This made her salivate a little.

However, this exercise can only be cultivated by ghosts, that is, the soul state of the dead.

Another point is that after absorbing so much, the last half will be fed back to his master.

Even as long as the master wants it, all the spiritual power will be absorbed by the master.

Isn't Qinglan's owner me? Isn't that all the spiritual power that Qinglan absorbed belongs to me?

Qing Lan had already finished reading all the exercises, her face was pale, and she couldn't resist.

After signing the ghost servant contract, all of Qinglan's thoughts were under Wen Mo's control.

As long as Qinglan had the slightest idea that was not conducive to Wen Mo, he would have a splitting headache.

Wen Mo saw Qing Lan's face showing despair, and hurriedly comforted: "You don't have to worry, I won't ask for all your spiritual power." ”

She thought for a moment, "Just give me a fifth." ”

She considered that this spiritual power belonged to an external force after all, and the spiritual power fueled by external forces was always not a solid foundation. As a last resort, it is better to absorb less.

Even if it is this fifth, Wen Mo is ready to give it to Xiao Ling'er.

Qinglan glanced at Wen Mo deeply, and disappeared.

Wen Mo touched his head, "What does he mean by that?" ”

Mu Tian was very satisfied that she only needed one-fifth of Qinglan's spiritual power.

The students I chose were not short-sighted and knew to lay a solid foundation.

Thinking of the foundation, Mu Tian felt that he should add another class to Wen Mo to improve Wen Mo's physical strength.

"What is this?" Wen Mo looked at a long road with no end, and 10,000 alpacas rushed through in his heart.

It's better not what I thought it would be......

But Heaven did not hear her prayers.

Mu Tian said: "This is your new training in the past month, in addition to practicing alchemy gestures and gravity pressure every day, you also have to run 10,000 miles with your real body. ”

"Ten thousand miles? The real body? The corners of Wen Mo's mouth twitched, "Teacher, are you kidding?" ”

Mu Tian glanced at her, and Wen Mo noticed a shadow looming behind him.

She turned her head stiffly, "Ah! "Screaming and running.

I saw a huge man-eating flower chasing frantically behind Wimmer. The cannibal flower is three people tall, and whenever Wen Mo slows down, his saliva will fall on Wen Mo's head, which makes Wen Mo have endless motivation.

"Teacher, my real body has come in, what should I do outside?" Wen Mo ran and struggled to convince Mu Tian.

Mu Tian sat on a floating chair, followed Wen Mo's side, and drank tea lightly, "Don't worry, no one will come in." ”