As long as there is blood, the gods will kill you

"Zhang Long, you...you..."

Song Xue couldn't say a complete sentence.

At this moment, only shock and despair remained in her mind.

Zhang Long.

How could it be Zhang Long?

He was an abandoned orphan since he was a child and was adopted by Tinder, with a clear history.

Those who came from the right path can no longer be right.

With such an identity, how could he choose to betray Tinder? ?

Who is the master in Zhang Long's mouth? ?

Anyway, no matter what, Song Xue was sure that she might be doomed.

Thoughts flashed in my mind.

"Zhang Long, if you dare to attack me, the instructor will receive the news immediately, and you will not even think about living."

"If something happens to me, my father will never let you go!"

Between life and death, he didn't kneel down and beg for mercy, but cursed aloud.

"Zhang Long, you bastard, you're the only one who wants to marry my old lady. My old lady is really blind to choose to team up with you."

This made Zhang Long's face a little ugly.

He looked vaguely behind Song Xue.

After all, comparing the two people's reactions before and after, he is a big man, but he looks like a soft-legged shrimp.

"If you have the guts, kill me right now, come on, if I beg for mercy... umm."

A shadow blocked her mouth.

"Look, he is much tougher than you."

Jiang You chuckled.

In an instant, endless shadows poured into the opponent's body.

"Ho-"

Song Xue's pupils dilated rapidly, and her mouth opened slightly, revealing a painful expression.

"Don't resist, be my slave."

servant?

How could she be someone else's slave with her majestic Song Crazy Critic!

Song Xue's struggle became more and more intense.

It's a pity that her rank is here, Zhang Long can hardly escape, let alone her.

A tingling sensation swept through his body, and an indescribable suffocation blocked his mouth and nose.

A feeling of being deprived of "vitality" quickly spread in the body.

Her eyes were turned up, and the corners of her mouth were drooling.

Severe pain and itching traveled through the bone marrow and meridians, causing her slender limbs to twitch continuously.

"Well--"

She thought she needed some polishing to reduce her resistance, but unexpectedly, as the shadows continued to invade, Song Xue opened her heart and let the invasion take her own initiative.

Saliva from the corners of her mouth drooped downwards in a thread, and her eyes rolled into white eyes.

The body trembled like a sieve.

After a while, she fell to the ground with a thud, and Jiang You put away the point of the knife with a strange expression.

"Master, is it over?"

Zhang Long asked aloud.

"Well, she's only at the third level, so it's naturally easy."

Jiang You narrowed his eyes slightly, and said with a slight smile, "My father is a first-level mentor, and he has a high position in Tinder. You are talented, think about it carefully, in fact, that's all there is, it's just a fourth-level teacher, when will you arrive? Tier [-] is not sure yet."

"For people like you in Tinder, a bunch of them can be smashed down with a single brick. In this way, you give me a reason to keep you."

Zhang Long's heart stopped beating for half a beat. He stood up quickly, ignoring the remaining pain in his leg, and said, "Master, what you said is wrong."

"I'm average, but when we go on a mission, the life information is monitored by the instructor. If you make a move, she will notice."

Xu Rou had said this news, it was not a big threat.

Transforming Zhang Long into one of his own, his mentor was only slightly skeptical.

A low-level person like Song Xue who has no resistance will not be discovered.

Jiang You can stay away and directly use the authority of the "master" to crush Zhang Long to death.

Other tutors couldn't find him.

Zhang Long probably knew this too, his expression became more and more flustered, he had an idea, and said,

"My relationship with Song Xue is well known in Tinder. If I can match her background, my status in Tinder will also be higher."

"Master, think about it, you don't have a chance to transform other people now. No one in Tinder will be surprised when I marry Song Xue. In the future, we will have a higher status, so we can do things for you, don't you think?"

"It's a bit quick-witted."

Jiang You patted his face, "I transformed you into my subordinate, do you blame me?"

"No, no, no." Zhang Long shook his head crazily, for fear of making Jiang You unhappy with his expression, "You are the supreme master, I am too happy to be your family member, so how can I be resentful?"

"Xu Rou." Jiang You shouted.

"Brother." She stood aside pretty.

"From now on, she will be your superior. You know what to do and what not to do, what to say and what not to say."

"Yes." Zhang Long nodded repeatedly.

The shadow in the palm rose, Xu Rou stepped forward and knelt down gently.

I didn't want her to make such a move, since she knelt down, she just let it go.

Jiang You raised the shadow in his palm and gently covered the opponent's head.

Shadows cast over the whole body.

Strands of inexplicable silk threads invisible to the naked eye linked Xu Rou, Zhang Long, and Song Xue.

Moreover, Xu Rou occupies an absolute dominant position.

Zhang Long's smirk gradually faded away.

Now he couldn't help but laugh.

Except for some permissions, most of what Jiang You can do, Xu Rou can also do.

For example, to perceive whether the two have different hearts, whether there is something wrong with them, and to perceive good and evil...

The most important thing is to be able to directly use the power of "rules" to crush the two of them to death.

Even if Zhang Long ranks higher.

"Xu Rou, you should know how to deal with it."

Jiang You opened his mouth.

Xu Rou nodded, "I know."

"If they beg you, will you soften your heart?"

"No, I only listen to my brother." Xu Rou said firmly.

Look, people are family members.

What are we, slaves!

Zhang Long had mixed feelings in his heart.

"Well……"

Song Xue snorted and woke up faintly.

"Have you heard our conversation?" Jiang You asked lightly.

"What... what?" Song Xue was at a loss.

"Cough cough cough."

The next moment, she was lifted up by the shadow around her neck.

"You have a trick, but I hope it can be used in the right place."

Jiang You looked calm.

He doesn't care about that.

After all, the transformation has just begun, and the two of them have their own ranks, so they can make some verbal tricks.

As time goes by, the distinction between master and servant of Shadow Familiars will be extremely obvious.

Having said that, he still has to call it himself.

"Your current team leader, Guan Xianglan, right? I remember that in the updated information of the Night Watch Department last year, she was still the top of the fourth rank, and today she became a mentor. She must have just been promoted not long ago, at best she is a lower rank of the fifth rank."

"You think I'm afraid of her coming?"

Swah——

The shadow dissipated, and Song Xue, who was about to suffocate, fell to the ground.

"Improve your status in Tinder as soon as possible. I hope your promotion can be faster than my speed of becoming stronger. Otherwise, what's the use of keeping it?"

Jiang You grinned, "That's it, see you by fate."

"and many more."

Song Xue made a sound.

"What else?"

"Are you... General Jiang?"

She wiped the saliva from the corner of her mouth, and knelt on the spot with bright eyes.

The upper body is prostrate, the back is arched, and the neck is raised to look at him.

"?"

What shape is this.

"If I knew you were General Jiang, why would I resist?"

There was a frenzied look in her eyes, "I admire you the most in the entire Night Watch Division."

We want to teach you to speak well.

I didn't let you play this game.

Isn't it a bit reckless to accept this shadow servant?

Might as well chop it off with a knife.

Jiang You's eyes twitched.

"Master, I will do my best to fulfill any orders you have, even if you continue to suffocate me...it doesn't matter."

I think you are addicted.

Jiang You's Adam's apple floated, and he looked at Zhang Long.

A moment of silence.

"Is she always like this?"