Long Qianjue was almost suffocated.
He gritted his teeth: If it weren't for that person...
Last month, I kept searching my brain for information about the bond, but found that the information I retrieved was close to zero.
She stood there helplessly, her eyes calm and she said, "I can't!"
"Stupid woman, do you know what you are talking about?"
Long Qianjue could no longer bear it. If he had not been imprisoned by the ten thousand year old black iron, he would have beaten the waste in front of him to death.
Shangyue spread her hands and said, you really can't blame her.
The original owner had no spiritual roots and could not practice cultivation. He usually only loved love stories.
To this end, she specially set up a small library in her spacious palace to collect these books and read them repeatedly in her spare time.
Therefore, in the original owner's memory, there was no method of cultivation at all.
Naturally, Shangyue, who inherited the original owner's memories, had no idea how to make a contract.
Long Qianjue was almost going crazy, and the gravel around him was flying everywhere.
A quarter of an hour later, it finally stopped.
Long Qianjue said with a disgusted look on his face: "Listen carefully, regarding the formation of the contract, I will only explain it once..."
He squinted his eyes. As a demon king, he actually had to teach the other party how to contract with himself. It was a great shame and humiliation in his life.
He looked at the tiny ants at his feet that were drawing a formation with a branch, and suppressed his anger and impulse, so as not to smash his hope of escaping the valley into the mud with one claw.
"alright!"
Shangyue looked at the magic circle with beautiful lines and nodded with satisfaction.
It seems that she is quite talented in painting?
Long Qianjue looked down and saw a nine-pointed star formation standing under his huge body, surrounding his entire dragon.
"Hmph!" Long Qianjue said with disdain. It was just a simple formation, was it worth being so happy about?
Shangyue and Long Qianjue dripped their blood into the center of the formation in turn. The moment the blood mixed, the nine-pointed star formation burst out with dazzling sacred white light, illuminating the entire valley like daylight.
In Shangyue's soul perception, a dark figure condensed into shape.
Long Qianjue was dressed in a neat and clean black robe, with a handsome and aloof face, and his whole body exuded the noble and powerful aura of the dragon clan.
Long Qianjue's figure flashed in Shangyue's spiritual consciousness, and then a strong spiritual energy rushed into his dantian and went straight to where his spiritual roots were.
The powerful spiritual energy was drawn and imprisoned in the moon above the dantian, and turned into a warm current spreading from the dantian.
Every pore on Shangyue's body relaxed. She let out a breath of comfort and felt the spiritual energy flowing throughout her body.
The rustling sound of gravel colliding could be clearly heard in her ears. Her five senses became unusually sharp, and her mind became clearer.
Shangyue gradually realized that this powerful spiritual energy not only changed her physique, but also improved her cultivation.
Theoretically speaking, it is a miracle that a mortal who has no spiritual roots and will never be able to reach the great Dao in his life can suddenly possess the cultivation level that is enough to match the late stage of the spiritual master.
Kamitsuki clenched his fists lightly, feeling his strength gradually growing.
She knew that this contract, formed by chance, would allow her to take a big step forward on the path of cultivation.
From now on, she is no longer a useless person who can be stepped on by everyone.
However, the biggest beneficiary of this serendipitous contract was not Shangyue.
Long Qianjue's whole body radiated golden light, and the power of the pure ancient divine blood flowed through every inch of his blood, moisturizing his dry dantian.
He took a deep breath greedily and pulled his body out of the black iron hook.
The dragon claws under his body grabbed the trembling thousand-year-old black iron, and his knuckles exerted a little force.
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
“Crack!”
The ten thousand year old black iron broke into pieces.
Long Qianjue broke free from his restraints and transformed into a human form. He stretched his stiff body, then smiled at Shangyue with a playful look in his eyes.
"not good!"
Shangyue's heart skipped a beat; Long Qianjue had disappeared.
Looking at the empty valley in front of him, Shangyue instantly regained his composure.
"This bastard actually thought he could escape alive? How naive."
Shangyue's mouth curled up slightly.
Then, she calmly picked up a dagger and gestured at her wrist.
Kamitsuki shook his head slightly.
She slowly moved the dagger upwards, finally placing it against her neck.
The dagger was sharp and the skin was white, so a slight touch would leave a trail of blood.
If Shangyue had exerted a little more effort, he would have immediately returned to chaos, along with Long Qianjue.
Between life and death, Long Qianjue's figure suddenly appeared in front of Shangyue.
His eyes were blazing with fire, and he slapped the dagger out of Shangyue's hand.
"Damn stupid woman!"
Long Qianjue cursed, his eyes looking as if he wanted to tear Shangyue into pieces.
He had just flown over the valley, and was so excited that he had not yet had time to feel the first breath of fresh air in a hundred years.
Suddenly he felt his breath was choked, as if his neck was being strangled by invisible hands, and the breath of death was pressing towards him.
He was forced to return to the valley again.
Shang Yue ignored his gaze and said calmly, "Please, take me out!"
Long Qianjue was out of breath. He clenched his fists tightly, making crackling sounds.
However, no matter what Long Qianjue's mentality was at the moment, when he had the idea of signing a contract, he should have thought that there would be a day when he would be controlled by others in every way!
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