A blood contract is a contract between an artifact and its owner.

Once the contract is completed, unless the owner dies or the owner is willing to take the initiative to let go, otherwise, no matter how powerful your artifact is, it will not be able to go against the owner's wishes.

"Bo Xing!" Feng Yutian's voice didn't fall, and the soul bell refused without even thinking about it.

Seeing this, Feng Yutian sped up the frequency of his subordinates kneading the white fat face of the Soul Leader.

"Hmm...... Waves, Waves, ......Waves, Waves Oh, it's greasy ......"

After getting the Soul Bell's promise, Feng Yutian let go and kneaded the hand on the Soul Bell's white and fat cheeks.

To be honest, she just had the attitude of giving it a try, and she didn't really want it to make a blood pact with her.

If the Soul Bell had told her that it was still in the state of the Lord, then she would have only taken a step back and asked for something else.

After all, at the moment, her strength is not enough to see through whether the Dementor Bell is still in the state of the master now.

Since ancient times, artifacts cannot serve two masters at the same time.

Now, since it promises.

That means that its former owner is either dead or has taken the initiative to set it free.

Regardless of the above reasons, for Feng Yutian, it is all beneficial and harmless.

After all, no matter how you say it, the Soul Bell is also an ancient artifact.

Now, she lacks fairy power, and she doesn't know anything about the situation outside.

When you encounter danger, it is very difficult to save yourself.

However, with the Dementor Bell it is different.

Although, the immortal power of the artifact is determined by the strength of the owner to determine how much it can be released.

However, the Soul Bell was an ancient artifact after all, and as long as she could exert the fairy power of the tip of the iceberg, then it would be enough for her to escape.

That's right, it's to run away.

She doesn't think that with her now, who can win......

The Dementor Bell shook its little round head, and at this moment, it was tempted to reach out and rub its poor cheek, which had been miserably kneaded by someone.

Helplessly, although someone no longer kneaded its little face, there was no move to let it go.

Seeing this, the Dementor Bell couldn't help but open his mouth aggrievedly: "I have already promised you, you can let me go now, right?"

"No, when the two of us complete the blood contract, I will naturally let you down, anyway, you are in my arms, you can also hold a ceremony. Feng Yutian opened his mouth lightly, not shaking his thoughts at all because of the grievances of the soul bell.

The dementor bell glanced at Feng Yutian with a smile on the corner of his mouth, frowned, and angrily reprimanded Feng Yutian's crime: "You are shameless!"

Because its current form is the appearance of a human baby, this frowning and angry expression looks particularly funny on its face.

Feng Yutian looked at its funny appearance, and his mood was unexpectedly much happier.

After raising the corners of his mouth slightly, Feng Yutian said lazily: "Thank you for the compliment." ”

The Dementor Bell was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then his brows furrowed even more.

It had just forgotten that the person in front of it was the number one scoundrel in the heavenly realm-Feng Yutian.

Thinking of this, Dementor Bell shook his head, leaving Feng Yutian's rogue actions behind.

I only heard it chant a few incantations, and in the next second, under Feng Yutian's feet, a golden magic circle with complex patterns appeared.

In the next second, Feng Yutian suddenly felt a strong and powerful coercion coming towards her, and then, there was a pain in her chest, and a mouthful of blood gushed out of her mouth.