At this time, there was a cluster of firelight the size of a grain of rice left in the soldier's head, which was bright and dark, and seemed to be extinguished at any moment.

"Stinky little soldier, didn't you say that those two clusters of soul fires were just for decoration? Didn't you say that even if it exploded, it would be fine? You lied to me! ”

The skeleton creep slowly raised his hand, such an easy movement it was very difficult to do now.

"I'm not dead, I'm fine!"

Jun Qianxi's eyes were hot, she was actually deceived by a heartless skeleton soldier.

"Creep, I'm sorry!"

"Lovely friend, if you don't make a contract, the little soldier will really die!"

Jun Qianxi was reminded by it, and quickly gathered his mind and put it flat on the ground.

She began to forge handprints, which the creep had taught her to say was a special kind of contract undead handprints in her mind.

Mudras are divided into 6636 forms, and only the first six forms are required to conclude an equal contract.

It was her first attempt at the contract, but when it came to the third handprint, she felt extremely struggling.

The fourth mudra, she felt something in her head being drained.

The fifth mudra, the head is groggy and pinprick-like pain.

"Come on, Qianxi, you can do it! I believe you! ”

She only had one chance, and if she couldn't succeed, the fire of the creep's soul would dissipate.

Because she said that friends should trust each other, the skeleton creep did not hesitate to choose to die with the other party.

It believed that Jun Qianxi would condense six handprints and sign a contract with it to save it.

Jun Qianxi looked at its black hole in the hole, gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his mind.

Her face was as pale as paper, but the light in her eyes was unusually determined.

Her fingers turned at a very slow pace, a third, a third, a sixth, a mudra, ......

With a "boom", her sea of consciousness suddenly exploded, and countless little stars suddenly appeared in front of her.

Her eyes closed, and when she opened them again, everything around her became so clear.

Even, she could see the lines of the green grass a hundred meters away, and she could hear the skeletons of the undead in the distance!

And she could clearly feel the flow of energy in her veins, and seemed to be able to control them more accurately and hode.

In addition, she was surprised to find that there was a bead the size of a mung bean in her head.

There are strands of silk lingering in the beads, is this her soul?

The gestures that the skeleton soldier taught her were able to open the door to her soul.

You must know that even Nangong Fenghua, who is a master at the peak of the ninth order of the realm, has not yet succeeded in opening the door of the soul!

At this time, the soul fire of the little soldier was getting weaker and weaker, and she didn't dare to have any slackness, trying to draw out her soul power, and carefully wrapped the soul of the little soldier.

Soon, the contract ceremony began, and with a flash of light, Jun Qianxi made a contract with the skeleton creep.

The wordless heavenly book in her body suddenly flashed with brilliant light, wrapped around the little soldier on the ground, and disappeared from her sight.

As soon as Jun Qianxi's heart moved, she could clearly feel the existence of the little soldier.

At this time, it was sitting cross-legged, and it was the wordless book lying in its hand.

Immediately after, golden light rose into the sky, and the stone tablet of the undead beside Jun Qianxi began to rotate slowly.

Her whole body was wrapped in some kind of mysterious liliang.

Her eyes went black, and all the scenery alternated, and when she regained her sight, a glowing door appeared in front of her.