He gently stroked the warm birthmark, his mind filled with the scene from that painting. Suddenly, a flash of light appeared, and the surrounding scenery changed.
This place made her feel refreshed and comfortable. The surrounding scenery was just like in a painting; a spiritual spring at her feet emitted white mist, and a faint medicinal fragrance filled the air. A deep breath made her feel invigorated.
"You piece of trash, you think you can become my master? You're dreaming! Get out!" A man's angry voice suddenly rang out.
Qian Youxue stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Was she dreaming?
But why does it feel so real?
The handsome man before her was incredibly pleasing to the eye, no less so than the devilishly handsome man she had seen that day. However, his face was deathly pale, devoid of any color, and he appeared somewhat weak. Just as she was about to say something, a sharp pain shot through her wrist, and a streak of red light flew from her arm, landing on the handsome man.
The handsome man swayed forward, and the red light landed in his palm, leaving the same mark. Shocked, he widened his eyes and muttered angrily, "You want to kill me again, don't you!"
Seeing this strange scene, Qian Youxue asked curiously, "Who exactly are you?"
"I...I...am the spirit of the Spirit Scroll, Qingyan!" The handsome man angrily announced his name, then reluctantly added, "However, I do not acknowledge a weak little woman like you as my master."
contract!
Qian Youxue finally understood the effect of that red light. She had so easily formed a contract with the legendary spirit scroll. The scroll that had cost her her life was actually the legendary treasure.
hehe……
This is a blessing in disguise!
A happy smile appeared on her lips, and she rolled her eyes at Qingyan without any politeness: "I don't care whether you like it or not, you've been contracted by me, so you have to listen to me from now on."
"Get out!" Qingyan angrily waved his sleeve, wanting to teach Qian Youxue a lesson, but found that he couldn't exert any strength at all and fell to the ground in a sorry state.
"It's not like I hurt you, why do you have to hate me so much?" Qian Youxue said, while looking Qingyan up and down.
Qingyan glared at Qian Youxue with hatred and cursed, "Stupid woman, you think you can hurt me? You're just dreaming!"
"So that's none of my business?" Qian Youxue didn't want to take the blame for this, lest she anger the handsome man again.
"Who said it's none of your business? If it weren't for you, a piece of trash, making a contract with me, how could I have become so weak?" Qingyan glared angrily, his eyes wide, looking like he wanted to devour someone.
Qian Youxue wasn't easily intimidated. She put her hands on her hips and said like a shrew, "So what? If you disrespect me again, I'll burn this painting!"
"How dare you!" Qingyan couldn't believe that this weak woman dared to threaten him. He was a mighty ancient artifact, and this woman actually wanted to destroy him!
"You're welcome to try!" Qian Youxue proudly raised her head.
"You!" Qingyan's face contorted with rage as she glared fiercely at the despicable woman.
Cough cough!
After coughing a few times, he felt a sharp pain in his chest. He noticed the changes in his body and suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation. A deep worry flashed across his face, and he said weakly, "My old ailment has not yet healed. You are now my contracted master. If you are too weak, I will become a cripple!"
"So you're saying we're all in this together, right?" Qian Youxue was right after all. She had heard a lot about ancient artifacts and mythical beasts from Wu Xie before, and she didn't expect them to come in handy.
"Speak, what are you doing here?" Qingyan withdrew his murderous aura and sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling uncomfortable.
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