Raising Evil Spirits

"What am I?" I asked deliberately.

"You...you..." Bei Luo couldn't believe what he saw.

"Is this little girl under some kind of evil spell? She can only speak the word you? Otherwise, it would be a shame to be stupid if she looks so delicate!" Jian Beitang looked confused.

"You look very delicate too, don't you?" I smiled.

"Haha, I love hearing this so much! Master, please say it one more time!" Jian Beitang looked at me proudly.

"You are more beautiful than before. You are not in the state that a prisoner should have." I praised.

"Oh, I almost forgot that I was imprisoned here, look how excited I am!" Jian Beitang is not an ordinary ghost.

"Want to go out?" I asked.

"Master, aren't you here to save me?" Jian Beitang asked immediately.

"Of course, but it doesn't rule out that you don't want to go out." I said tentatively.

"Who doesn't want to go out! That's hard to explain. I also have a problem that is hard to change, so I was detained here. Anyway, every once in a while, some criminals will be brought in. If you kill them, you will get good wine, but even if they personally give Me, if I drink, they will die too," Jian Beitang said speechlessly.

"Isn't this a vicious cycle?" I said.

"But I just want to drink, but now that you are here, I can go out, right? You must have a solution, right?" Jian Beitang said anxiously.

"There's no way to do it, but it's a bit more difficult if you want to get drunk but don't want to kill anyone..." I knew she would go on a killing spree after drinking too much.

Jian Beitang looked at me expectantly.

But at this time, Beiluo finally choked out his first words: "Are you really...the Supreme Creator!?"

"If it's fake, I'll change it for you!" Jian Beitang patted Bei Luo's face.

Bei Luo's face turned red instantly: "What are you doing..."

"I pity you." Jian Beitang came closer and pinched Bei Luo's chin with his fingers: "You look quite handsome, but you don't seem to be smart."

"What!" Beiluo quickly backed away.

"Huh? You still dare to resist me?" But Jian Beitang seemed to be interested and grabbed her. The evil energy on his body was rising steadily, and the invisible pressure was like a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood behind him, which scared Beiluo. All green.

Bei Luo was trembling with fear.

Jian Beitang said coldly: "Do you dare to suspect that the person I call my master is a fake? This is not a good habit!"

"I...I didn't. He didn't make it clear...I'm sorry." Beiluo explained quickly.

Only then did Jian Beitang let her go and continued: "That's pretty much it. I, Jian Beitang, have done a lot of evil in this life and have been suppressed everywhere, but no one dares to kill me. Do you know why?"

"Why... why?" Bei Luo was curious.

"Because I am the master's sword ghost. If one day he summons me and disappears, no matter who he is, he will be reincarnated!" Jian Beitang's eyes narrowed, and Bei Luo stepped back again in fear.

"Bei Luo doesn't look down on you! Really! Bei Luo respects the Supreme Creator. You are his sword ghost, and I respect you too!" Bei Luo quickly changed his tone, even becoming extremely humble.

"But I don't seem to feel your respect..." Jian Beitang was like a bad girl. Not only was his face crooked, he even twitched his mouth, which scared Bei Luo to the point of tears.

I put my hand on Jian Beitang's head and pulled her to my side: "Okay, why are you bullying a child? Those who don't know are not guilty. Let's see what you can do."

"Master, I'm so excited. I haven't seen you in years! I wish I could give you my heart now!" Jian Beitang was really excited. The moment I pulled her over, he took advantage of the situation. He threw himself into my arms.

I wanted to push her away, but thought better of it.

How could the Ten Thousand Years Sword Demon have the heart to turn her away at this time?

It’s not without reason that Jian Beitang uses alcohol to relieve her sorrow. If this can help her eliminate her loneliness, I don’t really mind.

"Bei Luo, do you understand now that I am serious?" I asked.

Beiluo hurriedly knelt down, threw himself in the air and said excitedly: "Beiluo... I've met the Lord God of Ten Thousand Realms, I've met the Holy Lord of Creation!"

"It doesn't have to be like this. I'm curious now. Do you really admire me? Or are you just a little afraid of me?" I smiled.

"Bei Luo is also willing to give my heart to you! Or I can be your sword ghost!" Bei Luo expressed his loyalty hurriedly and nervously.

"It's a beautiful thought, you just think about it?" Jian Beitang couldn't help but laugh.

"Okay, she is just too nervous. Bei Luo, you should know that my identity cannot be revealed, right? Now only you and Jian Beitang know my true identity. After all, I went to the Demonic Sanctuary to fight. Got some ideas." I said.

"Bei Luo knows! Bei Luo won't even say anything to death!" Bei Luo said anxiously.

Although she looked anxious, I could also see the light in her eyes, which was indeed the respect in my heart from the inside out.

"Well, that's good. You will definitely have to keep it a secret during the rest of the journey. At the same time, I will also explain to you why you were born and why you exist. If there is anything unreasonable in it, , I can even feel sorry for you." I said and pulled her up.

"Bei Luo knows, Bei Luo must listen to the master... No, listen to the Holy Lord..." Bei Luo was so excited that he was incoherent.

I shook my head and smiled bitterly, this kid is still too young.

"Next, I will use the formation map to go directly to the Demonic Sanctuary. Is there anything else you need to prepare?"

Jian Beitang shook his head quickly: "I just want to stay with the master for a few more days!"

"Bei Luo... not either." Bei Luo also looked obedient, completely changing his previous personality.

If it weren't for the same face, I would have thought I had recognized the wrong person.

I no longer hesitated, and with a wave of my sword finger, the small sword of annihilation immediately tore open the space.