Chapter 871: Confessing the Lord
Mo Yu frowned slightly, a trace of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he finally shook his head, "I don't know you." ”
The golem looked confused, "Before I fell asleep, I sent out a distress message that only my master could receive. ”
His expression became firm again, "So, you are my master. ”
The corners of Mo Yu's mouth twitched, "How long have you been sleeping here, why did you appear here, and where were you before?"
The war puppet was silent for a moment, and simply shook his head, "I don't know." ”
"You don't know any of that. Mo Yu spread his hands, "So we really don't know each other." ”
The war golem shook his head, "I did forget a lot of things, but only the master will come and save me." ”
"You rescued me, you are the master, this will not be wrong. ”
Mo Yu's face froze, and he finally couldn't help it, revealing a wry smile.
It is naturally a great thing for such a powerful existence to unconditionally recognize him as the master.
But in the future, once he regains his memory, he is afraid that he will turn his face and make a violent move.
Therefore, Mo Yu is reluctant to take risks, and he also does not want to get involved in unnecessary trouble.
But now it seems that it is not a simple matter to get rid of him.
Opening his mouth, Mo Yu was about to say something, when the war puppet suddenly got up, his cold gaze swept into the darkness.
"If you dare to offend your master, you should be damned!"
His figure moved, swooped out, grabbed a skeleton, and forcefully turned it four.
Roar –
Screaming in terror, a skeleton fled frantically.
After a few breaths, it all receded.
The war puppet's eyes were cold, and he said respectfully: "Please give the master an order to let me kill these evil spirits!"
Mo Yu's heart shook, he witnessed the process of the war puppet's attack, the rabbit fell simply and directly, and the powerful bones were like a chicken and a dog in front of him, vulnerable!
Hearing this, he hesitated slightly, and nodded slowly.
The battle puppet was allowed, and with a step on it, countless cracks spread on the ground, and the figure had already shot out.
The speed was so fast that it was like a lightning bolt that streaked across the night sky and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Soon, there were powerful breath fluctuations, and the death-defying screams of bones were faintly heard.
Fade away, and finally become unhearable.
Mo Yu hesitated, moved his feet, and his figure quickly swept out, moving along the way he came.
A blood-colored grain of sand appeared in sight, he stopped to pick it up, looked up and looked forward, the corners of his mouth twitching again.
I saw that on the ground, at intervals, there were a few pieces of blood-colored sand.
The number is so large that it is difficult to calculate.
Each piece represents the demise of a powerful skeleton.
What is the origin of this war puppet, it can specifically restrain the bones, and destroy them like killing chickens and dogs!
Mo Yu took a breath, and his eyes brightened.
There are war puppets to open the way, and getting out of trouble is now.
As for the rest, I'll think about it later!
Mo Yu moved forward quickly, constantly picking up blood-colored sand grains and sending them into the storage ring, and the number was increasing.
......
Hmmm-
With a flash of inspiration, Mo Yu flew out of the cave, his eyes swept over, and the war puppet was standing respectfully.
"All the bones of the incoming prisoners have been killed. He bowed and saluted, and his voice was indifferent, as if he were saying only a trivial matter.
Mo Yu had already made up his mind in his heart, was silent for a while, and said, "I'll tell you again, I'm not your master." If you still insist on this, I can let you follow, but you need to remember that you don't blame me when you recover your memories in the future. ”
"The mission of the war puppet is to protect the glory of the master, although there is no regret in death!" The war puppet knelt down on one knee, and his body suddenly burst into a black ring, which was placed on Mo Yu's finger.
Looking at the ring, Mo Yu shook his head, "Falling into a desperate situation, but getting a powerful war puppet, is this considered a blessing in disguise?" However, I will definitely not be grateful." ”
He raised his head with a cold expression, "Leng Qianqiu, the hatred of a sword, Mo will definitely return it twice!"