Chapter 17: The Forest of Death 1
Snow Wolf Silence.
Mounts?
He is a wolf of the Howling Moon, and no matter how he is, he will not be able to be used as a mount for others.
The reluctance in the green eyes, of course, Jiujiu can see it clearly.
"If it weren't for me, you'd be dead." With a little child's voice, he calmly stated a fact.
Snow Wolf continued to be silent.
Yes, she saved him.
This is an indisputable fact.
He is the noble king of wolves, and the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring, and he still understands this truth.
What's more, this is the grace of dripping water, which is simply the grace of saving lives.
So, being a mount isn't a big deal.
The snow wolf lifted his massive head as if he had made a great determination.
He gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "Okay, I'll be your mount and sign a contract." ”
Jiujiu bent his lips slightly, looking at the snow wolf quietly.
Slowly spit out a few words: "This is good." ”
Take off the hairpin on your head and gently make a small cut on your index finger.
pressed the finger dripping with blood beads on the center of the snow wolf's eyebrows, and said something in his mouth: "My name is Leng Jiujiu." ”
The snow wolf prostrate on the ground and said reverently: "My name is Xiaoyue. ”
A huge contract array appeared at the feet of the two of them, representing the completion of the contract.
Jiujiu looked at Xiaoyue in front of him with satisfaction, with a sturdy body, beautiful fur, and emerald eyes, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became.
The two signed a master-servant contract, the ninety-nine masters, and the Xiaoyue servant.
Xiaoyue's qiē and ninety-nine are all clear.
The Howling Moon Wolf, the holy beast, the king of wolves, only one is produced in a thousand years.
It's really a treasure.
Warcraft itself is divided into one ~ nine orders, the first order is equivalent to human fighters and magic apprentices, and the ninth order is equivalent to human fighting and demon honors.
Above the Warcraft is the Holy Beast, above the Holy Beast is the Divine Beast, above the Divine Beast is the Super Divine Beast, and above the Super Divine Beast is the Legendary Beast.
On the continent of Karomisen, there are no super divine beasts, at most they are divine beasts, and there are very few.
She could pick up a holy beast at will, but imagine how rebellious this luck was.
Ninety-nine patted Xiaoyue's head and told him to lower his head.
Climbed onto Xiaoyue's back, exhaled twice, and then said glutinously: "Xiaoyue, let's go to the Death Mountain Forest." ”
Xiaoyue froze, hesitated for a while, and still spoke: "Master, now that you are going to the Death Mountain Forest, it is a little inappropriate." ”
Jiujiu squinted slightly, lazily lying on Xiaoyue's back.
The eyes of the whole person are lazy as if they can't be opened, and the whole body is so soft that it seems to have no bones, which can turn into water, and it is lazy and abnormal.
"Xiaoyue, don't worry, let's walk slowly all the way to the Death Mountain Forest, maybe as soon as my character explodes, I will advance." The sound is soft.
Xiaoyue silently vomited blood in her heart.
Listen, listen, everyone else is cultivating to the death for the sake of advancement, and that's simply a trend of squeezing their heads.
And when she is good, she doesn't say anything while swimming in the mountains and rivers while cultivating.
What else to say, when the character exploded, it suddenly advanced.
Nima, you should be a cabbage on the ground.
Jiujiu frowned, obviously understanding what was going on in Xiaoyue's head.
She smiled shallowly, obviously a very cute smile, but it made people feel extremely cunning.
Then, he glanced lazily at Xiaoyue, and said slowly: "My luck has always been very good, didn't I tell you, Xiaoyue, but they are the Sect Master of Alchemy." ”
Xiaoyue was suddenly scorched by thunder, suspecting that her ears were auditory hallucinations, and she screamed very idiotically: "Master, what did you just say?" ”
Jiujiu quietly repeated again: "People say that they are the masters of alchemy." ”
Xiaoyue felt that the world was turned upside down, and the appearance of the master looked like he was seven or eight years old.
Eight-year-old alchemy master, this world is all Nima's fantasy.
It turned out that the medicine he had just taken was refined by the master himself, and at the same time, he was shocked and felt deeply gratified.
This little man with unnatural talent is his master, not his enemy.