After the divorce failed, I brought Long Ao Tianjuan to renovate the real world

Chapter 661 Killing, can be replaced

Sang Luo glanced at him, and he could tell that this guy's hands and feet were basically broken. If he wasn't a puppet practitioner, he might be a useless person by now.

"I think you didn't understand me."

She lowered her body slightly, raised her foot and kicked him, turned him over, and spoke slowly,
"Your life is in my hands. If I want you to live, you live. If I want you to die, you have to die. I have the final say."

If he was cured, wouldn't that be asking for trouble for himself?

The male cultivator gritted his teeth while listening,
"Then what if you kill me after I tell you?!"

Sang Luo raised her eyebrows slightly when she heard this,
"It's easy to handle."

The male cultivator looked up at her.

He was lying on his back right now, like a bastard who couldn't turn over.

He swore that he had never been so humiliated in his life as today.

He looked at Sang Luo,

"you swear?"

The corners of Sang Luo's lips hooked slightly,

"You recognize me as Lord and become my servant, and I will save you."

The male cultivator's face turned green when he heard that.

"Recognize you as the master?!"

Damn, this woman looks young and has a serious tone.

Sang Luo didn't talk nonsense, directly put the sword on his neck, and asked him indifferently,

"Choose yourself, life or death?"

With the sword on his neck, how could he have a choice?
The male cultivator squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth,

"I choose to be born!"

It has been more than 1000 years, and he managed to survive until now, so he must not die!

Sang Luo raised his hand to make a seal, and directly poured a drop of blood into his altar.

The seal of the master and servant sank into the altar, and the master and servant contract was completed.

The man closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, then looked at Sang Luo with a smile on his face,

"Also ask the master to save me."

A man can bend and stretch.

Isn't it just a master-servant contract?
It's ok.

Sang Luo looked at his smirk, turned his head to look at Zhang Jianting,
"save him."

Zhang Jianting didn't talk too much at the moment, took out an elixir pill from the storage bag and fed it into the man's mouth, clicked and connected his severed arm and foot again, and said,

"It's your luck to meet the young master."

The elixir entered the abdomen, and under the nourishment of the medicinal power, the spiritual veins in the man's body began to repair.

Standing behind Song Qingyun, Xinglan watched Zhang Jianting's movements and silently remembered them in her heart.

Sang Luo didn't care and just let him go.

Children have no sense of security, so if they want to learn more, they should learn more.

After another quarter of an hour, the man recovered.

Sang Luo glanced at him,
"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The man got up from the ground, dusted himself off, and said,

"This place is under the control of the people from Mietianzong. The so-called quota is just a scam. They will steal the luck, aura, and even everything from the immortals here."

Sang Luo listened and said oh,
"Any more?"

The man listened and stared,
"Is that not enough?"

Sang Luo frowned slightly,

"To be honest, not enough."

The man took a deep breath,

"If you want to get out of this place, you can only work together to kill the immortals."

"Mietian Daozu's internal management is chaotic, and there are not many rules. You can replace him by beheading the immortal stationed here. This is the only way to pass here."

"Kill, replace?"

Sang Luo laughed,
"That's interesting."

She said, looking up at the man,
"Then, if I kill the Holy Son of Heavenly Dao Sect, can I also replace him and become the new Holy Son?"

The man laughed twice,

"Are you kidding me?"

　Fourth more~

　　good night
　　
　
(End of this chapter)