"That's good." Feng Jiutian smiled secretly, bit off his finger, and dripped out a drop of blood, which fell on the golden dragon.

"Sinners in the whirlpool of time, creatures waiting for deliverance, if they have not heard my name, they should be ashamed to represent God's forgiveness in this name, and become my servant, awakening my soul in my blood, and making an alliance with you." The blood of the palms of his hands gradually blurred, and the red light shone on the golden scales.

The golden dragon was stunned for a moment, obviously frightened by the spell she recited? There was a hint of sarcasm in his eyes.

Can't even contract it, can this stinky girl be its master? Foolish dreams!!

Return the master-servant contract? It doesn't even care about the natal contract.

Soon, it dispelled this thought, and his body was enveloped in a red light, and his whole body seemed to be wrapped and restrained by a powerful spiritual force, causing him to struggle continuously.

"Stinky girl, what did you do to this king? Why can't this king move? His golden eyes were bloodshot, his body floating in mid-air, and his embarrassed posture facing the crowd.

He was annoyed and ashamed at this time, glaring at Feng Jiutian angrily.

"From now on, you are Miss Ben's master-servant contract beast, and you should call me a master respectfully? If you dare not comply, the spell will be disposed of. The tone was arrogant and uninhibited, with a hint of coldness.

"What is the master-servant contract for Lu, and how is it possible in the identity of this king?" Jin Long still refuses to admit defeat, quibble.

"Boom" The huge body of the golden dragon fell from mid-air, and with a "bang", it fell to the ground in the posture of a dog.

"Miss Ben tells you that I already have a magical beast with a natal contract. What's more, you are not worthy of being Miss Ben's natal contract monster. ”

She spoke word by word, as if the magic voice came from hell, which was intimidating.

Natal contract A magician generally has only one, but a magician with strong spiritual power can contract two or more, while the master-servant contract can be many, the natal contract lives and dies together, the natal hand in hand, the contractor understands each other the deepest, and the master-servant contract, the contractor is the master-servant relationship, the master can restrain and punish the servant, and the servant cannot rebel or attack the master. It was a contract with no dignity for the servant.

"Damn stinky girl." The golden dragon was about to jump to his feet, and a low, angry voice came out of his suppressed tone, with a strong majesty.

"I am your master, and you are disrespectful to me like this, and you should be punished." Feng Jiutian raised his eyebrows, pinched the formula and threw it over.

Warcraft that are contracted by weak magicians are generally unwilling to be contracted, and often do things that hurt their masters, and magicians come up with a series of spells to deal with disobedient Warcraft.

"Ah...... Stinky girl...... Yes...... This king will kill you. The golden dragon curled up on the ground, his whole body spasmed, the golden light was filled, and gradually turned into a blond man, the blonde man roared in pain, and his slender hands clutched his head.

The messy long blond hair was soaked with sweat, and it was drenched wet, the eyebrows that flew diagonally into the sideburns were tightly locked, and the facial features were distorted, but it was enough to see the delicacy of the facial features, and an irrepressible low moan came from the thin lips.

Feng Jiutian was a little messy, such a beautiful man, how could she feel as if she was bullying the weak.

She stopped the spell, but caught a glimpse of Yan Yeming's inexplicable gaze at her.