“Absolutely not since I worship you as my master, I will naturally be loyal to you.
Gu Xijiu, however, was obviously not easy to fool: "There is no basis for what you say."
She lightly scratched the clam shell with the tip of her knife: "You are so cunning, I have to guard against it.
I think it is more cost-effective to boil you in soup."
"I can establish a blood contract with you."
The clam was anxious and reluctantly said his trump card.
Gu Xijiu still knew about the blood contract.
The spirit beast used the heart's blood as fuel to establish a contract with a person and recognize its master, tying his life to his master.
When the master dies, the spirit beast dies.
If the master hurts the spirit beast, the spirit beast will also be hurt.
And if the spirit beast is injured and dies, the master will only be able to sense it.
This blood contract is extremely unfair to the spirit beast.
It is simply a loss of power and humiliation to the country.
Therefore, the spirit beast will not sign this with anyone unless it is absolutely necessary.
Of course, most spiritual beasts have extremely long lifespans, and living for thousands of years is like playing.
But the life of ordinary people is short, less than a hundred years.
In this case, if the blood contract always existed, it would be too cheating for the spirit beast.
So there is still a more humane rule.
If the spirit beast's owner dies normally, as long as the owner agrees to terminate the contract with the spirit beast before dying, the blood contract will be terminated and the spirit beast will be free.
The premise is that the master will die of old age and cannot die violently, so the spirit beasts that have established a blood contract with the master protect the master like an old hen guarding eggs.
Once the master is in danger, they will really fight to protect him.
This big clam was really forced to say this.
It felt that it had exceeded the lower limit of its arrogant and cool spirit beast.
The little girl in front of her has only the fifth level of spiritual power and is more fragile than an egg shell.
Tying his life to her is like dancing on the edge of a cliff, which is not an ordinary danger.
It thought that after it said this, Gu Xijiu would rush to agree.
Unexpectedly, the little girl actually pondered for a long time: "The first spiritual beast I subdued was actually a clam, and I couldn't help but laugh at it when I led it out like this."
The giant clam vomited three liters of blood Si Chen over there also gave some advice: "A Sheng, these big clams are not bad.
You should just receive the prize first and give it away for free."
Gu Xijiu looked at the giant clam's majestic body and struggled: "It's so big, it's not convenient to follow behind."
From now on, when others walk around on the street, she will walk around like a clam.
The big clam didn't expect to be so disliked by others, and it was so angry that it didn't say a word, and suddenly flashed around it.
Gu Xijiu's eyes were blurred.
The big clam that had been stuck there disappeared, and was replaced by a strong and strong man. man.
He was covered in knots of tendons and flesh, and he stood there majestically, with manly hormones rushing towards his face.
The most important thing was that he was naked and didn't have a piece of cloth on his body.
Gu Xijiu's eyes widened in surprise, but before she could really see the man's full face, her eyes suddenly blurred.
A soft cloth covered her eyes, and then she heard the big clam scream in pain, like It was a cat whose tail was stepped on When Gu Xijiu took off the cloth that blindfolded her eyes, the muscular man had disappeared.
The big clam returned to its original shape and shook its shell desperately: "You, you, you" "What am I?"
Si Chen looked down at it: "You are so immoral, I can't see that you are a bastard and can still act like a hooligan."
He was holding a dark sword in his hand, the tip of the sword gently sliding on the clam shell.
His sword is obviously some kind of magic weapon.
He can make deep grooves with very light strokes: