Chapter Seventy-One: Contract Qi Yu
Feeling the pain in his hand, Qi Yu snorted coldly: "I poked it in the sore spot, you all rely on luck! Heh, there are always some people in this world who rely on luck to feel how powerful they really are, in fact, without these lucks, they are no different from ordinary people!"
Through the air, An Jinxi could smell a smell of envy, jealousy and anger.
An Jinxi looked at Qi Yu at her feet, and her eyes darkened.
Qi Yu sneered, and still stubbornly spoke: "An Jinxi, if you want to kill, kill quickly, don't grind! I have been cultivating for a hundred years, but I lost to luck, not to you!"
He is a wolf who has cultivated for a hundred years, and his cultivation in a hundred years is not as good as an eighteen-year-old girl, he can't swallow this breath!
He thought, even if he died, he would not be reconciled!
With such thoughts, Qi Yu stared at An Jinxi, as if as long as he stared like this, even if he didn't lose.
"Ignorance. An Jinxi's red lips opened lightly, and she spit out these two words, her eyes sarcastic.
"What did you say?" Qi Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked incredible.
"After cultivating for a hundred years, you can only reach the third order of Jindan, and you are really ignorant! Unlike me, in less than half a year, you will reach the first order of Jiedan, and there is also the night qi of the Yuan infant stage to help you, hanging and beating you. ”
"An Jinxi, you are lucky, not your true ability, maybe you have taken the elixir to improve your cultivation. ”
"Look, keep making excuses, continue to make excuses for your weakness. ”
"I didn't!" Qi Yu was angry, he didn't find a reason!
"The luck of everyone in this world is indeed different, and smart people know how to shorten the gap, instead of complaining like you!"
Others are talented and intelligent, and they have luck to help them, and they can solve it with a sword.
If you can't compare to others, then swing ten, hundred, thousand, until you can solve it.
Your speed is slower than others, but that doesn't mean you can't.
You wave it two or three times, and then you give up, and then you say, "It's not that I can't do it, it's that God won't help me", it's ridiculous.
Looking at Qi Yu's stubborn expression, An Jinxi smiled, and directly pressed down the master-servant contract, and contracted Qi Yu!
Qi Yu was suppressed by Yeqi, plus his previous emotions were provoked by An Jinxi's words, and he was beaten badly by Yeqi enough, at this moment, there was no way to resist An Jinxi's divine sense contract.
At the moment when the divine consciousness pressed over, the contract was reached, Qi Yu's eyes turned white and he fainted.
Within the enchantment, a burst of red smoke drifted through Qi Yu's body, and his body continued to shrink, turning into a wolf.
The wolf was red except for its tail and ears, and its paws and body were white.
[Master, Qi Yu should belong to the Arctic wolf breed, but the bloodline is not pure, and it should be born from his mother and another race. 】
"It's no wonder that after a hundred years of cultivation, it took me to reach the second order of Jindan. An Jinxi nodded and said clearly.
It turns out that the luck that Qi Yu has been talking about refers to this.
For the demon clan, the purity of the bloodline determines the cultivation of the demon clan, and Qi Yu's bloodline is destined to be a bumpy road to cultivation.
There were familiar spiritual power fluctuations in his body, and An Jinxi sat down cross-legged to feel the power of the feedback of the master-servant contract.
The Dan body in the dantian rotated, and the golden light flickered.
At this point, the second order of Yudan
One level higher!
An Jinxi opened her eyes, and the corners of her lips rose: "It turns out that the master-servant contract will really give back power, not just Yeqi." ”
Yeqi, who was named, had a question mark on his face, indicating that he couldn't figure it out.