"Do you think this can work?" Wang Qiang watched as Mao Qingqing used his own blood to draw a six-pointed star pattern between the eyes of the blood wolf beast. For this reason, Wang Qiang shed several bowls of blood.

After a long time without response, Mao Qingqing looked at Wang Qiang, her face became more and more blue, and she ran away secretly.

Wang Qiang scolded: "Mao Qingqing, you two knives." ”

Mao Qingqing has been recognizing the totem beast blood wolf beast of the berserker tribe since he recognized it. According to the wake-up picture she had seen drawn by the tribal priest in the tribe before.

So Mao Sui took over the wake-up task on his own initiative and asked Wang Qiang to let out some blood, one bowl was not enough, because the painting was wrong, so he asked Wang Qiang to put a few bowls.

Wang Qiang also listened to Mao Qingqing's, patted his chest and promised that one more bowl would work, and was deceived into letting go of several bowls in a row.

The footsteps were vain, feeling hollowed out, and then looking at the crooked six-pointed star pattern on the head of the blood wolf beast. If you want to cry without tears, your feelings are to take Wang Qiang's blood, and use it as a test to practice your hands!

Now it's gone. Hey, who are they?

Anyway, if you have nothing to do, if you try animal taming, sit on the wolf's head and recite the trick, there is still no reaction.

Let's change it, from the elf soldiers, the psychic connection technique that was tortured, a trick passed, and there was still no response after a long time.

It was getting late, and I walked out of the basement to the restaurant, asked for a large portion of long-mouthed dragon beast meat, and ate it, when the elf came with a little white face and a pot of four-grade immortal wine.

"It's useless for you to ask for that totem beast, the awakening ritual must be done by professionals. I heard Mao Qingqing say that you have shed a lot of blood, and this pot of four-grade snowy cold jujube wine replenishes blood. The elf little white face poured a pot of wine into Wang Qiang's cup.

A smile on his face, just like his best friend, who cares about you all the time.

Wang Qiang took a sip of the toast of wine, "Xiaowen, it's not that my brother won't sell it to you, when I was young, I just wanted to ride a red wolf beast and gallop on the grassland." This is a childhood dream, you can sell anything, but you can't sell your dreams. ”

Elf Murong Bowen's face turned red and gritted his teeth, only after listening to Wang Qiang's nonsense. He's thousands of years older than you, and it's enough to be your ancestor. But for the sake of the totem beast, I still endured.

"That's it, there is a four-grade peak immortal beast red wolf immortal beast in the Elf Immortal King City, after this mission, I will send it to you, how about I use the black crystal space ring as a guarantee." Elf Murong Bowen said.

Wang Qiang stretched out his hand, "Look at the Black Crystal Space Ring, I also have a lot, it's useless to come." "This is Wang Qiang's desire to deceive and see how many good things there are in the elf's little white face.

There's a lot, I guess this, I don't know where I grabbed it, you think it's Chinese cabbage and fairy vegetables there.

"I have two pieces here, the stand-in jade talisman can die twice for you, money is something outside the body, and your life is priceless. Elf Murong Bowen said step by step.

"Let's do it like this, I used the skin of the long-beaked dragon beast to make a hundred sets of immortal armor, how about exchanging your two stand-in jade talismans, that can be used as a hundred deadly attacks. ”

The elf Murong Bowen has no secret resentment, more slippery than a loach beast, and more treacherous than a treacherous beast.

"Hehe, after a while, the life of the totem beast will dissipate. It's too late to get rid of it. Murong Bowen picked up the half-pot of four-pin immortal wine and left. Wang Qiang whispered, "Stingy." ”

At night, when he was communicating with Alice, the sound of "blood, blood, blood" suddenly came to his head, which startled Wang Qiang, and he almost couldn't grind his gun or fight. It's been this sound all night. Difficulty sleeping.