"Goo-dong!"

There is a sound of swallowing saliva. Witt's throat squirmed, and he looked at Lin Yihang with a bitter expression on his face.

Surrender, or death? There are only these two paths, and it is obvious that the other party has no intention of giving him a third way at all.

Make a choice between the two, stimulated by death, the pride in Witt's heart is crumbling inch by inch, and the only luck psychology is completely gone.

When he turned around, he saw that several elders, including Weiner, had shocked and unsightly faces.

"Humph!"

Lin Yihang snorted coldly and raised his hand.

Witt immediately shuddered, "Lin Shao is angry!" We...... I am willing to take refuge in Lin Shao and be Lin Shao's servant. ”

This sentence, Witt almost word for word, said it extremely hard, and at the same time, the bitterness in his heart, full of remorse, almost drowned out the mood.

If you knew this was the case, why bother in the first place!

Because he covets other people's treasures, he is greedy and wants to take advantage of the V family's heritage...... As a result, not only did they not get any benefits, but after losing a large number of family elites, even the entire clan was now reduced to other people's servants.

Witt's bowels are going to turn green. If he had another chance, he would definitely choose to stay honestly without hesitation and never set foot in China...... Of course, this is just his current thoughts, if he turns back time, I am afraid that he will still not be able to resist the temptation to covet the wealth of the Lin Group.

Witt said this, and behind him, several elders lowered their heads, their faces were all complicated, and there was a hint of the feeling that the big stone in their hearts had fallen to the ground.

After all, if Weiner said the word refusal, I am afraid that their heads will fall to the ground when Lin Yihang raises his hand.

Be a servant...... It's humiliating, but it's always good to save your life. In the years to come, I believe that there will always be a chance to regain freedom.

"Wit! How can we, the werewolf tribe, be the servants of this lowly human? You are not worthy to be our patriarch! ”

There was only one old elder. With a white hair and a bright blue eye, he angrily scolded Weiner, not even shouting at the patriarch, but directly calling him by name, angrily accusing him of being greedy for life and afraid of death.

The other elders all had ugly faces. After all, choosing to be a servant for the sake of life is indeed not a glorious thing.

At the same time, they were outraged by the elder's actions. Shameful things, everyone acquiesces. It's good to bear it silently without saying anything, and such a loud reprimand is tearing the last layer of fig leaf, and it may also cut off everyone's way of life.

Witt and the others looked at Lin Yihang with apprehensive eyes, for fear that this great killing god would be angry and angry.

This is an old man with backbone, and Lin Yihang has a little appreciation for the quality of this old man. It's just a pity...... This is the enemy! Moreover, Lin Yihang gave him a chance, but he was still unwilling to surrender.

For the enemy. Lin Yihang's principle has always been that the more he appreciates it, the more he wants to destroy it. Letting go of the other party because of appreciating the enemy is purely a table with a missing string in the head. Sooner or later, you will die at the hands of some good enemy.

Therefore, Lin Yihang raised his hand and pinched the trick.

Hum -

In the fluctuation of spiritual power, several wind blades attacked the elder at the same time.

The elder seemed determined to die. Instead of retreating, he advanced, his eyes widened angrily, and he rushed towards Lin Yihang. In the air, a strange energy package began to transform in the roar.

Unfortunately, he will never have a chance to transform. Several wind blades struck, and in the sound of "poof" into the flesh, the head and limbs flew away, and blood splattered.

During the whole process, Lin Yihang just moved his fingers, and the expression on his face was even more inadequate.

The bloody atmosphere was filled, and Witt and the others were full of shock.

Sharp! That's just too sharp!

Kill if you say it, mercilessly! Moreover, it has a strong strength, enough to crush a qiē.

The strength of crushing a qiē, coupled with the decisive character of killing...... If it is an enemy, it is the most terrible enemy; If it's a friend, that's the best way to help.

At this moment, Witt and the others were all frightened, and they didn't even have the heart to resist at all. They all lowered their heads, not even daring to look at Lin Yihang more.

Seeing everyone's expressions in his eyes, Lin Yihang's eyes finally flashed with a satisfied look.

"Let go of your souls, and no matter what happens, do not resist anything, or you will be destroyed and your end will be a hundred times worse than death."

Lin Yihang said, raised his hand, pinched out a strange trick, and printed it towards Witt's forehead.

Airplanes!

In the slight fluctuation, a black rune slowly imprinted.

Witt only felt that the moment Lin Yihang's fingers touched his forehead, something seemed to be drilling into his forehead, a cool and stagnant feeling.

At this moment, a thought flashed in Witt's heart, and he wanted to resist. However, it was just a move in his heart, thinking about the ruthlessness of Lin Yihang's methods and the strength of his strength, this idea was quickly dispelled.

The next moment, I only felt a chill that went straight to my soul...... Witt had never thought about what was going on with his soul, but at this moment, he really had a feeling that this strange inscription seemed to be really imprinted on his soul.

A very real feeling, it seems that Lin Yihang can control his life and death as long as he thinks about it.

Lin Yihang decided to move and turned to the side of Weiner......

In a matter of moments, the soul imprint was complete. Although there are only a dozen people, among these dozen people, Witt is the current patriarch of the V family, and among the others, there are as many as seven or eight family elders.

Controlling these people is equivalent to indirectly controlling the entire V family.

Lin Yihang breathed a sigh of relief.

Soul imprinting on mortals originally consumed very little divine consciousness. However, the V family has werewolf blood, which is relatively complicated.

After imprinting the soul of more than a dozen people one after another, Lin Yihang's divine sense was also quite consumed.

However, he thinks that this qiē is worth it.

Orc minions, even in the Xianxia Continent, are very popular. Some large families and sects will keep orc servants as private soldiers or other servants.

Lin Yihang's Longhu Mountain, one of the top famous sects in the mainland, also raised a lot of orc servants to guard the mountain gate, clean the courtyard, or assist powerful disciples to guard the secret realm. It is very good to take care of the business of the worldly world.

Werewolves are a very common type of orc servants. On the earth, being able to master such a large number of werewolf servants is definitely a huge wealth, which can be passed on and used, and it is the foundation for building a big family or a big sect.

"From now on, more than a dozen of you are my direct servants, and you directly obey me. As for the rest of the V family...... For the time being, I am not eligible to be directly controlled. It's up to you to control it indirectly and serve me. Lin Yihang said.

"Yes, Lin Shao." Witt and the others respectfully agreed. But there was a look of remorse in someone's eyes...... Knowing this, I didn't follow the patriarch to negotiate.

Although they didn't know what it was, they felt it personally, and their intuition was very weird, which made them feel very uncomfortable at the same time. Don't dare to resist.

Think of other people, don't have to be under this kind of control...... It's a great loss for them to come this time.

How could Lin Yihang not see their thoughts? A look of disdain flashed in his eyes.

"Don't have any regrets in your heart. It is your greatest privilege to be my servant. If not for special times. With a bloodline like yours, there is no way I can personally take them as a servant. Lin Yihang said.

"Yes, Lin Shao!"

Witt and the others agreed, and the smell of perfunctory and disbelief was very obvious.

Lin Yihang glanced at them lightly. And didn't say much about it. He knew that by relying on the soul brand, he could make these servants obedient. However, in order to convince them completely and religiously, it is necessary to make them know that there is much more to be gained by following them than they would have been able to gain in the first place.

The price of freedom is worth it.

"From now on, call me master." Lin Yihang said.

Witt and the others glanced at each other, and finally lowered their heads and said in a respectful voice, "Yes, respected master!" ”

"Hmm!" Lin Yihang nodded and took out two porcelain vases casually.

Both vases are fist-sized and very beautiful. Lin Yihang casually threw it towards Witt.

"In this, there are ten pills, a dozen of you, choose a few people to take it." Lin Yihang didn't say a word, his flat voice and cold expression made it impossible to see his intentions.

Witt took it in his hand, and there was a clear expression of hesitation and struggle on his face.

What kind of elixir is this? The new owner gave it, not to mention the intention, which was too unsettling.

Witt wanted to show his loyalty, and he was the first to obey. However, when the cork was removed, a fishy smell hit my nose...... He immediately hesitated.

Because he had heard that there were many precious pills in Huaxia, but the more precious the pills, the more fragrant and attractive the general taste.

This bottle of elixir smells fishy, and it is obviously a highly toxic drug. If it is said that it is to kill them, it may not be, after all, Lin Yihang is powerful, if he wants to kill them, he can just raise his hand, or rely on the control of the rune brand, just a thought...... There's no need to waste that effort.

I'm afraid, this bottle of elixir is planting a hidden poison in their bodies, so that they can control it more firmly.

Although it is said that the soul brand has been planted, however, Witt and the others have not completely given up, they still have a thought, hoping to find a way to erase this soul brand after leaving, and then lurk, or simply run as far as they can, so that Lin Yihang can't find anyone, so that even if there is a soul brand, it is nothing.

It is really difficult to judge the free days of hiding and hiding compared with being a servant and being instructed by others.

But no matter what, let people use poison to control it on the basis of soul imprint...... No one wants to.

So, getting the bottle, Witt first turned his head and looked behind him. Although he didn't open his mouth, the meaning was very clear, he wouldn't eat.

Ten pills, more than a dozen people. Everyone looked at each other, but no one spoke.

At this time, Weiner suddenly stepped forward and took it.

"I'll eat."

As he spoke, Weiner poured out one with a resolute expression in his eyes, tilted his head and swallowed it.

"Master, Weiner is loyal to his master and is willing to serve his master wholeheartedly!"

Weiner looked at Lin Yihang, his face resolute.

"I'll eat it too!"

Behind him, a thoughtful expression flashed on an elder's face, and he quickly followed.

Two people set an example, and three people behind them seemed to be stunned, followed up and took the porcelain vase, poured one out of each one, and took it with their heads up.

Among the others, some hesitated, but in the end, they did not have the courage to step forward.

Werther looked puzzled at first, then realized something, and with a hint of disdain in his eyes, he glanced at Weiner.

In order to please the new master, put an extra shackle on yourself...... This is definitely the stupidest thing to do.

It's just that Witt is still a little apprehensive, because there are still five pills left in the porcelain bottle, and he is afraid that the new owner will force him to eat it. If this happens, who should take the initiative?

Witt is already thinking about it.

Fortunately, this kind of thing didn't make a sound, Lin Yihang just snorted coldly, raised his hand, and a stream of mana floated down, and the small porcelain bottle was withdrawn from his hand.

"So be it! If I didn't take it this time, I won't have such a good chance next time. ”

As soon as Lin Yihang's words came out, a hesitant look flashed in Witt's eyes.

At this moment, only to hear a low roar, it was Weiner, who was the first to take the pill, his throat squirmed, his eyes began to be bloodshot, red, and very uncomfortable, and he began to reach out and tear his clothes.

"I ...... What's wrong with me? I'm so uncomfortable! ”

"Ah......h

Then, with another low roar, it was the second elder who had taken the elixir, and he looked like Weiner, with the same bloodshot, red, and very uncomfortable eyes, and began to tear his clothes.

"It's so uncomfortable! I'm so uncomfortable too! ”

Several people who had taken the pill began to have seizures, and for a while, the room was filled with low howls.

Witt stretched out his hand to wipe his sweat, his face full of joy, fortunately he didn't take the pill first, otherwise, there would be one more person who was uncomfortable.

Hum! Deserve! Table xiàn doesn't look at the situation either, it's stupid!

Witt cursed in his heart.

Not only him, but several other people who didn't take the pill all had the same mind as him.

"Roar!"

With a roar, Weiner was the first to go crazy, his body quickly rising and rising, and the muscles all over his body rose and fell like hills, and he was extremely strong.

Sharp minions, long hair...... Wolfing! Wiener transforms into a werewolf.

Witt was startled, and then suddenly thought of something.

He could see clearly that Weiner had not been infused with holy water, how could he suddenly transform?

Without using holy water, you can transform into ...... This, how is this possible?

Roar!

Roar!

With a roar, the five clansmen who had taken the pill transformed one after another, and the five tall werewolves stood in the middle of the room, their heads almost against the roof.

Witt finally changed color, and a monstrous wave set off in his heart.

Could it be that these pills are not poisons, but have other unknown effects?

For the first time, Witt began to wonder if it was the right decision not to take the pill just now. (To be continued......)

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