After transmigrating into Sword Spirit: The villain obediently comes to my bowl

Dongfang Han flicked the Zijin Yushui whip in Dongfang Han's hand, using the Xiaoyao Soul Chasing Whip technique, and threw it towards Wuming with the sound of piercing through the sky.

Everyone agreed one after another, and with the long sword in their hands, they used their strongest sword moves to attack the unlucky Wuming together.

Wuming's small eyes looked expectantly at Wu Yong and Chen Jiu, seeing their situation,

Looking at the overwhelming sword moves, his eyes were full of despair, and he waved his sword in embarrassment to resist,

In just a short moment, countless sword wounds were added to his body, and blood continued to overflow from the corner of his mouth.

Since he broke through to the peak of the god general, he has never been so embarrassed,

In the blink of an eye, all the things he had done in the past few years appeared in his mind...

He didn't know when, he became what he is now, bullying casual cultivators who are not as good as them,

Obviously many years ago, he and his brother were not like this,

When they became stronger, they just didn't want to be bullied by others. They never thought that one day, they would become bullies.

A seductive and cold voice sounded: "Nian Jiu, who bullied me, wants to snatch his beast, and he will have to pay the price."

Nian Jiu's heart warmed slightly, the sword in his hand gleamed coldly, leaving a mark on Wuming's body...

Poor Wuming, with scars all over his body, how can he still look so invincible at the beginning?

Ye Liufeng's peach blossom eyes flickered slightly, looking at Wuming who was in a mess, he said meaningfully:

"Don't hit him any more. If you hit him again, he will die. If he dies, we will lose a lot."

The seductive air was already out, and he looked at Ye Liufeng curiously and asked, "What else can he do?"

Ye Liufeng smiled mysteriously, and said casually, "We still lack a few loyal slaves in Jingyu Pavilion."

Her seductive and affectionate eyes shone slightly, and there was a smile on the corner of her mouth, "Good idea!"

Fear spread in Wuming's eyes, and he said weakly: "You guys kill me."

There was a flash of light in Ye Liufeng's hand, and a green seed appeared, looking at Wuming with a smile,

"How can you say that you are also a cultivator at the peak of the general realm? It would be a pity to die, but there will be hope in life."

Bright red blood overflowed from the corner of Wuming's mouth, his eyes were full of despair,

Intermittently said: "Become... a slave, and... what hope is there?"

Ye Liufeng approached slowly, playing with the green seeds in his hand,

"You have become a slave of Jingyulou, do not betray Jingyulou within a hundred years, abide by the rules of Jingyulou,

A hundred years later, I will release the slave contract for you with my own hands and return you to freedom.

At that time, if you make contributions to Jingyulou, it is even possible to make you the elder of Jingyulou. "

A gleam of hope appeared in Wuming's desperate eyes, and his cultivation had reached the peak of the god general realm.

The higher the cultivation base, the more afraid of death, because when you die, you will have nothing.

If there is a glimmer of hope for life, he is still willing to try. He has no children yet, how dare he die?

A glimmer of anticipation flashed in my heart: A hundred years is nothing but a big dream for a cultivator.

He will sincerely work for Jingyulou in the future, maybe he can find a Taoist companion...

He looked at Ye Liufeng anxiously and asked, "Is what you said true?"

Ye Liufeng's peach blossom eyes were full of seriousness, "Of course it's true, a gentleman said something, and he whipped the horse quickly,

I, Ye Liufeng, never break my promise. "

Wuming got the guarantee, looked at Ye Liufeng seriously and said, "Okay, I believe you, and I am willing to sign a slave contract."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Liufeng's eyes, and a drop of blood dripped on the green seed in his hand,

Glittering green seeds entered between the nameless brows...

After the slave contract was signed, Wuming looked at Ye Liufeng respectfully: "Master."

Ye Liufeng glanced at him lightly, and threw him a healing elixir,

"You don't need to call me master in the future, you just need to work hard for Jingyulou, and Jingyulou will not treat you badly."

Wuming stretched out his hand to catch the flying pill, threw it into the mouth without hesitation, and nodded seriously, "Yes, my lord."

Dongfang Han's jewel-like eyes looked at Ye Liufeng sparklingly, and raised his right thumb,

He smiled and said: "Liu Feng, you are so amazing, Jingyu Building still needs such talents."

Ouyang Lie, Wang Feng, Lin Fan and others all had bright smiles on their faces...

Dongfang Han's eyes fell on Chen Jiu not far away, in the cage of sword qi, his appearance was much worse than Wuming's,

His body was stained red with blood, and he kept screaming...

Dongfang Han grabbed Ye Liufeng's hand and walked over quickly,

A little anxious in his heart: he still remembered what Liu Feng said, if a person is dead, he is useless, wouldn't that be a big loss?

"Jinghong, don't let him die, he is still useful."

There was anxiety in his voice, but also a hint of excitement.

Jinghong stopped what he was doing, looked at Dongfanghan suspiciously, blinked his beautiful eyes, and asked curiously: "What's the use of keeping him?"

Ye Liufeng said with a smile: "A slave at the peak of the general realm is very valuable.

After signing the slave contract, he will not betray Jingyulou. "

Jinghong's eyes flashed instantly, he looked at Ye Liufeng in surprise, and asked expectantly: "Liu Feng, have you successfully refined the slave contract?"

The light in Ye Liufeng's hand flickered, and another green seed appeared,

"I accidentally tried to refine the slave contract, but I didn't expect it to succeed."

Jinghong took the green seed in his hand, and carefully admired it in his hand, with a bright smile on the corner of his mouth,

"After signing the slave contract, our Jingyu Building will have a cultivator at the peak of the general realm,

After we teleport to the Upper God Realm, we don't have to worry, some people who don't have eyesight will act wildly in the Jingyu Tower. "

Ye Liufeng nodded, with a slight smile on his lips, "Wu Ming has successfully signed the slave contract, I promise him that after a hundred years,

If he hadn't betrayed Jingyulou, he would be freed, and according to his achievements within a hundred years, he might even become the elder of Jingyulou. "

Jinghong nodded in agreement, "You did a good job."

Chen Jiu in the sword qi cage was already in a semi-comatose state, hearing that he didn't have to die in a daze,

There was a flash of clarity in Chaos' eyes, and he tried to open his eyes, trying to make sure if he was hallucinating?

"Are you willing to sign a slave contract? If you behave well within a hundred years and abide by the building rules of Jingyu Building, then you can be freed."

Ye Liufeng said lightly, not worried that Chen Jiu would not agree, after all, being alive is more important than dying.

Chen Jiu heard Ye Liufeng's words clearly, hope flashed in his eyes, his eyes looked towards the direction of Wuming not far away, and asked weakly: "Wu... Wuming..."

Ye Liufeng looked at him and said, "Wu Ming has signed a slave contract."

I breathed a deep sigh of relief, "I...I am willing to sign a slave contract."

Dongfang Han took the green seeds, and after Chen Jiu signed the slave contract, he was released and sat aside to recover from his injuries.

Jinghong's eyes fell on Dongfang Yu not far away, looking at the silver sword in his hand,

If that sharp sword fell on Wuyong, the person's life would be gone.

Hastily shouted: "A Yu, it is still useful to keep people under the sword."

When Dongfang Yu heard Jinghong's words, the sword in his hand had [-]% of its divine power turned into three points,

Even if he restrained his power, he was useless and couldn't resist it, and passed out.

Dongfang Yu kicked Wuyong in front of Jinghong, and said dotingly: "Jinghong, he just passed out."