Stop-and-go!

Montenegro doesn't know how long it has been!

On this day, he entered a new cave and collected all kinds of treasures to prepare to leave, when he suddenly saw a dry corpse on the passage. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

No, it's not a dry corpse, it's a human being who still breathes.

"Is that him?"

Walking up to the man, Montenegro was shocked.

This man was skinny and bone-like, and looked like a skeleton, terrifying.

"Master Mage?" Black Mountain squatted aside and poked his head lightly.

Knock! Knock!

Fingers poked in the mage's head, and his head shook:

"Poor country ghost, stop poking again, you're about to poke my head off!" the old mage grinned, and his dry mouth cracked, revealing Bai Sensen's teeth!

"Master Mage, how did you become so virtuous?" Montenegro laughed.

The mage opened his deep-set eyes, which glowed green:

"Quick, put your arm to my mouth!"

Montenegro wondered, and casually put his arm to his mouth: "What are you going to do?"

"What a big drumstick!"

Click!

"Oops......****, why is this chicken leg so hard?"

The noble and mysterious mage master, like a demon at this time, hugged the arm of the black mountain and gnawed wildly.

It's a pity that the secret record of Montenegro's cultivation and dressing, his skin is extremely strong, and it is not gnawed by a hungry and crazy mage at all.

Click!

The arm shook, and the mage's withered head flicked away in an instant.

"Give me something to eat...... I want to eat!" the mage looked at him pitifully with a green glow in his eyes.

Montenegro rolled his eyes: "There is meat, do you want to eat it?"

"Eat ......!"

Smack ......!

A piece of flesh stained with blood was thrown into the mage's hand.

The once noble mage, like a mad dog, is now holding a piece of meat and gnawing wildly!

"There's blood, do you drink it?"

"Drink ......!" the old mage looked at him wistfully.

A few minutes later, a large chunk of alien flesh was eaten clean by the mage.

Smack ......!

This mage, his tongue kept licking his dry hands, and he wanted to lick every bit of oiliness on his hands clean.

"Why are you so hungry?" Montenegro dragged an elixir, stuffed it into his mouth, and ate it cleanly: "The elixir is everywhere here, eat one, although it doesn't fight hunger, but, it won't make you so miserable!"

The old master of the mage smacked his mouth, and his eyes glowed green: "Do you still have meat?" Give me another catty, no, give me a hundred catties, give me ten thousand catties!"

Montenegro's heart moved, and he shook his head and said, "No more ......!"

The green light in the mage's eyes instantly dimmed a lot.

"Say, why are you so hungry?"

The old mage man complained: "The trick world we entered is definitely a trick world of powerful creatures. ”

"We walked too fast, and after crossing three thousand six hundred underground spaces in a row, we arrived in a cave in the sky!"

"That cave heaven, there is a curse, curse that we can't eat all the food in the cave world! curse us to increase our hunger a hundred times!"

"After that cave cursed us, it randomly separated us and teleported here. ”

Montenegro:......!

"Is there any magic paper?"

The withered mage wondered, "What do you want that thing for?"

Demonic paper is very precious, and it is specially used to write all kinds of covenants, agreements, magic circles, etc.!

Under normal circumstances, only mages with more than 10 turns can make it.

Montenegro smiled honestly: "I saved you, gave you meat to eat, and gave you blood to drink! You should repay me!"

The dry mage rolled his eyes: "How can I repay you?"

"Give me one-third of the proceeds of this trick world!"

The withered mage master was furious, his green eyes spewed fire, and his magic power soared into the sky, turning into an angry blue wolf behind him and roaring in the sky:

"Country...... People, you're taking advantage of the fire!"

Montenegro sneered: "In that case, I'll go first, you take a break here and continue to collect your treasures!"

As he spoke, he got up and was about to leave!

The withered mage man shuddered: "Don't leave ......!"

"Do you write a covenant?" said Montenegro with a heartfelt smile.

"Write!" the withered mage gritted his teeth.

A roll of demonic paper was taken out of the space bag by him, and just as the old mage was about to cut the paper with a silver knife, Montenegro snatched the scroll of demonic paper.

"What are you going to do? This magic paper, it's me...... Mom gave it to me, you can't take it!" the withered mage was extremely nervous.

Because, this scroll of demonic paper is the only treasure he collected in the cave!

For the sake of this scroll of demonic paper, he killed thirteen aliens and wounded three Terrans, and then snatched this scroll of demonic paper.

This scroll of demonic paper, a foot wide, and the thickness of an arm.

This kind of paper, as thin as a cicada's wings, is tens of thousands of meters long if it is all unfolded.

Under normal circumstances, this roll of demonic paper is enough for a mage to use until he dies.

Now, the magic paper that I finally got in my hands was robbed clean by Montenegro.

"I'm angry!" the withered mage man forcibly stood up, and the magic power surging behind him, and more than 10,000 stars rose and fell in the magic power.

Montenegro sneered: "Are you angry? Believe it or not, sir, I'll crush all your bones?"

The withered mage shuddered and shut up immediately.

Now, he is extremely hungry, and his magic power has been depleted, and he is no match for Montenegro at all.

"I'm going to write a covenant too!" the withered mage suppressed his anger.

Montenegro smiled: "Either you starve to death here, or, I write a covenant!"

Dry Mage: ......!

Ink made of dragon's blood, magic pen made of beast feathers.

Soon, Montenegro wrote a covenant!

Exuding an aura of mystery, the scrolls covered with strange patterns were pushed in front of the withered mage:

"Sign it!"

The dry mage master, look at the magic pattern paper that belongs to him, and then look at the black mountain, and finally grit his teeth and sign his name:

A brand written with magical powers.

When this imprint falls on the demonic paper, it represents the establishment of the Entente.

Rumble!

Two powerful powers surged out from the bodies of the Black Mountain and the dry mage master, and merged into the magic pattern paper.

In an instant, the patterns on the magic paper seemed to come to life, slowly moving away.

After imprinting his own mark, the withered mage knew that from now on, if he wanted to break free from the restriction of this covenant, he must break the sum of his power with Montenegro, or complete the content of the covenant, otherwise, the covenant would always exist.

To the madness of the withered mage, it is simply not realistic to break the covenant with his own strength!

And this covenant turned out to be indefinite.

The only thing that made him happy was that only when he went on an expedition with Montenegro in the future, he needed to share one-third of his interests.

"I'll never go on an adventure with him in the future!"

"Or, after I leave this cave world, I'll find someone and kill this guy, and then the covenant won't exist!"

"Perhaps, I'll find a way to kill him later! The covenant only stipulates that I can't kill him myself! However, there is no provision for conspiracy to kill!"

"When he is destroyed, all the good things on him are mine!"

Thinking of the place of pride, he longed for Montenegro to die immediately.

Smack ......!

A piece of bloody flesh fell into his hands.

Montenegro smiled: "Eat, eat the meat, let's go on the road!"

The withered mage was angry in his heart, but he had to eat flesh and blood to keep himself alive, because the curse was too fierce and he was too hungry.