A very nice boy's voice penetrated into his head: "My name is pure white, and from now on, you will be my master." I will always belong to you. ”

Ling Luo's eyes widened suddenly, this was ......

Entering into a contract?

She made another pact with someone who didn't know what the Tao was!

In Ling Luo's vast spiritual domain like a sea of stars, a large white hairball spirit body appeared, and its body exuded a faint crimson light, and as soon as it turned around, it formed the image of a beautiful boy.

The boy was about eleven or twelve years old, dressed in a moon-white shirt, with long silver hair up to his waist, and a pair of big crimson eyes that seemed to have magical powers.

This image -

Ling Luo looked at him steadily, and a similar figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

In the temple of Zhushen Mountain, the statue of the Moonlight Venerable, and the handsome man with silver hair and white clothes covered with a brocade on his eyes that appeared in a dream a few days ago.

The pure white standing in front of her at this moment was simply a miniature version of Moonlight Venerable's childhood.

Ling Luo was secretly frightened.

This big white hairball, he was born in the spring under the statue of the Moonlight Venerable, will he have any inevitable connection with the Moonlight Venerable?

"Well, from now on, I'll be your master." Ling Luo took a deep breath and accepted the fact that he had been forced into a contract by the hairball.

As long as it is something that appears in the temple on Zhushen Mountain, she is extremely interested.

The fire festival a thousand years ago seemed simple, but it didn't seem to be that simple.

Returning to reality from the space of the spiritual domain, Ling Luo looked at the fluttering little wings in front of her, looking at her big white hairball with a look of anticipation, and sighed softly.

"Master, help clean up." Pure white flattering landed in Ling Luo's palm, rubbing her palm with her wet head.

He likes her very much, not for anything, but for what he likes. He felt it as soon as her hand reached into the spring.

He swam to her, biting her so hard, not wanting her to leave, and even wanting to pull her into his own underworld.

Ling Luo looked at the wet pure white, and sighed weakly, this guy, shouldn't he force a contract with himself just to bake him?

Forget it, anyway, it's the size of a small leather ball, and it won't take much effort to clean it for him.

A small warm invisible fire erupted from Ling Luo's palm, helping Chun Bai bake while helping him clean the tangled hairs.

After about a cup of tea, what appeared in Ling Luo's hand was already a very cute big fluffy white ball.

Ling Luo, who had no resistance to fluff, was suddenly shocked by his cute appearance.

The previous resentment was swept away, and the warmth in my heart was like the warm white fluff on Chunbai's body.

"Okay, you'll be my pet from now on, you have to be obedient, do you know the way?" The corners of Ling Luo's lips hooked up a faint smile, and even his voice was much softer than at the beginning.

Pure white enjoyed Ling Luo's touch, the beauty in his heart, not to mention how happy he was.

"It's good, master, people must be very well-behaved."

After the contract was made, the spiritual world of the two people was connected, and normal soul communication could take place.