After recognizing the villain daddy, the little apprentice sister cheats all the way

Shangguan Sulan found his voice after a while of shock: "No, this is the blood contract of life. This little fox was willing to sign the blood contract with her! From now on, we will share life and death together. But if Chu Chaozhao dies, he can't live alone. If he dies, Chu Chaozhao will only be seriously injured!"

Spirit beast races like this with bloodline inheritance have always been proud and stubborn. At most, they would sign an equal contract, like an alliance between friends. They would never sign a blood contract with their own destiny, even if it meant death.

Even she, who was born with a high affinity with spirit beasts and had never been rejected by them, only signed an equal contract with her natal beast.

What kind of magic power does Chu Chaozhao have that can make these spiritual and ferocious beasts lower their noble heads and submit to him willingly!

Moreover, with such a huge momentum, this man and this fox may not be as simple as they appear.

"What?" Jiu Moyi was also shocked, "What does this fox want?"

Zhuge Fusheng remained silent, holding the sword in his hand and tirelessly chopping the stones that were about to hit the contract formation.

When the Shangguan family heard what she said, all their uncertainties disappeared at once, and they all took a deep breath.

The Shangguan family has been taming beasts for generations and they know beasts very well. They have never seen anything like this before, with spirit beasts chasing and begging to form a pact, and even taking the initiative to conclude a blood pact to establish their life force.

Shangguan Sulan narrowed his eyes and said, "One advantage of the natal blood contract is that it can help the party who made the contract to improve their cultivation more than other contracts."

This little fox's purpose is not simple. He sacrificed so much just to pave the way for that child?

In the magic circle, there was a huge shadow behind the little fox, but it was not clear.

The blazing fire flower on his forehead kept flickering, mysterious and unpredictable.

Chu Chaozhao felt that she was about to break through, but now was not the right time. She tried her best to suppress the turmoil in her body, and found that suddenly a charming and dazzling red lotus appeared in her sea of ​​consciousness.

Tushan Rongqing finished chanting and opened his golden eyes: "Contract, done!"

"Tushan Rongqing, what is that red lotus?"

"Calling me Tushan Rongqing is too formal, why not call me Aqing or Arong? That is the divine fire from hell, the red lotus fire, which can burn everything in the world. This is my gift to you. How about it? It's more generous than Shangguan Sulan, right?"

Chu Chaozhao picked him up and said, "Come on, hurry up and leave. If you don't leave now, the cave will collapse."

She spread out her spiritual sense, covering the entire Nine Fire Realm, and instantly and accurately found the location of the Guiyun Sect's disciples.

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“Wen Xiji, just accept your death. When you go to hell, remember to seek revenge on your good junior sister~hahahaha!”

A charming woman stroked her red lips with her bare hands, raised her head and smiled ostentatiously, her every frown and smile was seductive.

Behind him was a dense group of vicious men in black, their bodies filled with the smell of blood.

They were surrounded by niches made of yellow sand. Shrines were embedded in walls engraved with intricate patterns of flying gods. There were countless shrines, large and small, but none of them housed statues of gods or Buddhas.

It seems so empty at first glance, just like the world where a god has died.

Behind them was a huge platform, next to which stood countless golden pillars rising into the sky, looking so majestic and solemn that it was daunting.

Even though it is located in the yellow sand, this place is so clean that there is not a single bit of extra sand. The empty shrines make the wind blowing in here seem majestic and powerful.

Blood was constantly flowing out of Wen Xiji's purple robe from his turned-out flesh. He stood up shakily, casually wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his bright red lips pulled up into a flamboyant but somewhat hoarse smile:

"You are dreaming. As long as I am here, you can't do anything to the disciples of Guiyun Sect!"

When the woman saw this, her eyes became as sinister as a poisonous snake and full of resentment.

Obviously he was seriously injured and knew he would die today, but he still staggered and protected the person covered in the formation. Obviously he was bleeding and should be in a miserable state and should kneel in front of her and beg for mercy, but he was still unruly and full of pride.

That figure, not afraid of life or death and still standing tall and proud, was clearly a life that was about to dissipate, yet it stood tall and dazzling in this sacred and majestic place of worship.

"Why!" The woman clenched her teeth, her long nails pinching her bones and blood without feeling any pain, "Wen Xiji, how can you be so confident! If it weren't for the Venerable Wen Qingyu, how can you be so confident!"

If he had been more merciful and accepted her as his disciple that day, would the ending today be different? She should have been like this, high above, worshipped by others, and worshipped by the stars, instead of hiding in someone else's body like this, unable to live or die!

The man in black on the side said coldly: "Miss, we can't delay any longer, kill him and lure Chu Chaozhao into the game!"

Snapped--

The woman turned around and slapped the man away: "Slave, how can you say what I want to do?"

The long sword in her hand was surrounded by black air and orange-red flames burst out, which made Wen Xi feel extremely familiar.

"Wen Xiji, go to hell! After you die, I will send that little bastard to see you!"

With a swing of the sword, the orange-red flames slashed away with unstoppable force.

Wen Xi took out defensive magic weapons to resist and protected the unconscious Guiyun Sect disciple in the formation behind him. Blood oozed from the corners of his mouth and his face was as pale as paper.

If only the woman attacked, his magic weapon could barely hold off for a while, but the man in black on the side attacked him with green spiritual power.

Wen Xi was finally defeated and flew backwards, hitting the formation, bounced back, spitting out blood, and couldn't get up.

"The disciple of Venerable Bai Qing is nothing but this. Didn't he die in my hands in the end?" The woman stepped forward with a long sword in her hand, looking down at the dying Wen Xiji, laughing happily and saying viciously, "Go to hell!"

The orange-red flames overturned, and the woman was seen raising her sword and getting closer and closer to him, but he had no strength to resist.

Wen Xi lowered his eyes, staring at the crimson purple clothes on his body. The figure of his junior sister flashed through his mind, and he trembled with guilt on his face.

Little Hakimi, I'm sorry that Third Brother couldn't find you.

Master, I am incompetent and failed to protect my fellow brothers and sisters.

However, even if he died, he would never allow anyone to insult his master in the slightest!

A drop of blood and tear fell from Wen Xiji's high-spirited eyes. He looked up suddenly, and his guilty face was filled with an extremely arrogant smile, very cruel, like a wolf staring at its prey in the forest. Even if it was on the verge of death, it would tear off the opponent's flesh and blood at all costs before giving up.

The woman was so frightened by what she saw, and the group of people standing behind her were also horrified and their hair stood on end.

Tu Lin said sternly: "Don't do it yet!"

"Don't laugh! Don't laugh! Why can you still laugh before you die!" The woman was almost insane, screaming madly over and over again, as if she couldn't hear Tu Lin's voice.

Surrounded by black air, the beautiful eyes suddenly filled with anger, and the woman raised her sword and slashed down.