The madman goes down the mountain: I have five stunning masters

"Hahaha!"

The two elders Xuan Du looked at the people who were in a panic and felt extremely proud.

"very good!"

"Have a competition and see who can't hold on first."

"Give up. If you insist, the pain will be doubled. If you give up and get eaten, the pain will be reduced!"

"You ants are wasting resources if you stay alive. You might as well die."

"Hahaha!"

The more painful the five people were, the happier they were.

Among the five, the fat boy, Shadow Eighty-one and Shadow Eighty-one are all second-level Martial Saints.

They are relatively more relaxed than Zhang Qingtian and Zhang Guoding.

But they were still extremely terrified.

While strengthening the vitality shield, they also launched attacks from time to time.

The energy palm, weapons and the like are all used.

Boom boom boom~

Some of the phagocytic flying ants were killed.

But more Yuan-eating flying ants rushed over.

Those energy-eating flying ants that had grown larger after eating the energy shield fell to the ground after being hit.

However, they soon flew up again.

"He can't be killed! He can't be killed!"

"This ant is so powerful!"

"Ahhh~"

The little fat boy was about to cry.

He bowed to the two elders Xuan Du and said, "Two elders, please spare us. We are willing to serve you like slaves!"

"I am willing to be your slave and be at your disposal! I can give you a shoulder massage!"

"I can be your dog. I will bite whoever you tell me to bite!"

Boss Xuan Du laughed loudly: "Little Fatty, begging for mercy is useful for others, but it is useless for you."

"You are the fattest here, with the most meat on your body. My bugs love to eat your meat the most."

"If you can't do it anymore, just give up resistance. It's no big deal if you die."

He spoke lightly, as if he was talking about a trivial matter.

"Ah!"

The little fat man was desperate when he heard this, "No, no, don't eat me."

"My meat is smelly and not fragrant at all. Don't eat me."

The second Xuandu laughed strangely: "It's not up to me to decide whether it stinks or not. The bugs have the final say."

"Who told you to have a big portion and lots of meat? My bugs like stinky meat. Smelly is a good thing. Don't underestimate yourself."

The little fat boy cried, "Ahhhh!"

"My flesh is not smelly, it is fragrant, don't eat me."

"Let me go, I'll find some stinky meat for your bugs."

"Hahaha!" Boss Xuan Du pointed at the little fat boy, "You are really interesting."

"I didn't finish my sentence just now. It's true that my bugs like stinky meat, but they like fragrant ones more. You admit that you smell good, which is good."

"You have such a big piece of meat, it would be a waste if you don't eat it."

"Give up your resistance, little fatty. I will let them eat you up as soon as possible so that you don't have to endure any more pain."

The little fat boy suddenly stopped moving, his eyes dimmed: "I, I..."

"Because I caused the general's death, there is no point in me living anymore."

He sighed and said, "Just die, it's better to die early than late!"

While talking.

A bang.

The vitality shield was broken.

He did not reinforce the shield again. He closed his eyes and waited for the smoke bugs and the flying ants to devour him.

With noisy and frightened sounds in his ears, he waited for death to come.

But at this moment.

A sigh came from his ears, and the little fat boy opened his eyes subconsciously.

A young man looked at him with a smile: "Little Fatty, you just said that as long as someone saves you, you will become that person's slave, right?"

This person is Ye Lingyun.

He saw that the little fat boy was honest and couldn't bear to see him being eaten by insects, so he decided to rescue him.

If the fat boy agrees to obey him, he will save him. If he doesn't obey, he will be eaten by insects.

"Ah! It's you!"

The little fat man was surprised, "You, you have to save me."

"I am your enemy and I want to kill you. How can you save me?"

Seeing that there were no more insects around, he had no doubt that Ye Lingyun could save his life.

However, Zi Qiankun and he were on the same side, so why did Ye Lingyun save him?

Aren’t you afraid that he will turn against you after you save him?

How could Ye Lingyun not understand the little fat man's worries: "You are you, he is him, you are different."

"As long as you listen to me, I can save you. If you don't listen, I will leave you alone."

Having said that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"and many more!"

The little fat man immediately agreed: "No problem, save me."

"As long as you save me and I can survive this time, I will listen to you."

For him, staying alive is more important than anything else.

"it is good!"

Ye Lingyun made hand gestures, and a green light sank into the fat boy's sea of ​​consciousness: "I have placed a restriction on your soul. As long as you don't betray me, you are free."

The little fat man was surprised: "Huh?"

"You can cast the soul restriction, are you the Martial Emperor?"

In his memory, only the strongest martial saints or martial gods can cast soul restrictions.

Witchcraft and some sorcery can also control a person's soul, but they are just unorthodox methods.

Ye Lingyun smiled slightly: "No, I am a Qi Refiner!"

After hearing this, the little fat man was slightly stunned and then smiled: "Whatever you say is right, I will listen to you!"

Obviously, he didn't believe it and thought Ye Lingyun was joking.

"Hahaha!"

The two elders Xuan Du laughed loudly.

"You call yourself a Qi Refiner, how shameless of you!"

"You stole that boy's ghost lamp. You can keep my bugs away. You're pretty amazing."

"But let me see how long you can hold on!"

They didn't expect Ye Lingyun to show up to save the little fat boy.

But that doesn't matter.

Controlling the ghost lamp consumes a lot of spiritual power, and a small Martial Emperor cannot hold on for long.

They stared down at Ye Lingyun, looking as if they were enjoying a good show.

Zhang Qingtian said angrily: "Boy! Give me back the ghost lamp!"

He is in danger at this moment.

He was only at the first level of Martial Saint, and his vital energy was consumed too much.

He won't be able to hold on for five minutes at this rate.

Zhang Qingtian's eyes were bloodshot, and he was no longer calm: "Give it back to me!"

"If you don't give it back to me, I'll beat you to death!"

"Give it back to me quickly!"

Ye Lingyun walked over with a smile: "Give it back to you?"

"Do you think you have a big face or a loud voice?"

"Still think your tongue is too big?"

He sneered, "The ghost lamp is mine in my hand. You didn't have the ability to control it, so you deserve it!"

"Bah!" The little fat man spat in Zhang Qingtian's face, "Do you have any shame?"

"It's your luck that Mr. Qiu took your ghost lamp. You should be happy."

He pointed to the ground and said, "If you scream again, I will slap you to death!"

"Why don't you kneel down and thank my master!"

The fat boy used to be Zi Qiankun’s dog, but now that his master has changed, he has to behave himself.

He was afraid that if he didn't perform well, he would be thrown out to feed the bugs.

"what!"

Zhang Qingtian was so angry that he jumped up and down: "You, you, little fatty, are you really willing to be his dog?"