The phoenix is ​​divided into cold, "..."

Everyone, "..."

"How do you know my name?" asked Xiansiyue.

"Because you are my master!" Jiumeizhen replied.

Slim Silk Moon, “…Don’t call me master!”

"Okay, master~" Jiumeizhen responded obediently.

Her lips touched up and down, and she wanted to say anything, but she didn't say anything.

Jiumeizhen giggled, suddenly grabbed Xiansiyue, leaned, and her slightly cold lips fell on her forehead.

Xiansiyue's body trembled suddenly, "What are you going to do?!"

He cut his palm, scarlet blood and white palms, making him feel a visual collision.

"Taking blood as a sacrifice, and drawing blood as a prison. The fifteenth Fox Emperor Jiumei Zhen of Qingqiu worships Xian's family Xiansiyue as his master. From then on, he will follow him forever and never die."

Between the eyebrows of the two people, the gorgeous and luxurious pattern of the other side of the shore, with golden patterns, contrasting with the red and the fire-like other side, noble and charming.

There is no room for choice for the slim moon.

Any immortal king who is the best immortal can choose his own spiritual beast.

Spiritual beasts also have levels of classification. Generally, they are made by immortals. For example, Jiumeizhen, you can choose the master you want to follow. However, rare holy beasts like Jiumeizhen, which have been passed down from ancient times to the present, generally do not easily contract with immortals.

When she made a contract with Zi Meng, she spent a lot of energy to get Zi Meng's recognition. Once the contract was made, there would be a connection between the master's spirit beasts, and the master's undead beast would also die, but the master will not die if the spirit beast dies.

If the spirit beast betrays its master, it will bear the punishment of thunder.

Xian Siyue didn't understand the reason why Jiumeizhen did this. She originally thought that Jiumeizhen was just taking the opportunity to make everyone stare at her. After all, she was the little lady of the Xian family. It was just Jiumeizhen's act of taking the initiative to contract with her...

She couldn't understand Jiumeizhen.

The atmosphere seemed to be frozen. The hall, which was very lively just now, was silent at this moment, and even the sound of the needle falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

Wherever Xiaosiyue stood with Jiumeizhen who had turned into an archetype in her arms, she was confused in her eyes.

Confusion is just a matter of a moment.

"Greetings to Elder Xian~" Shaking his body like a thin willow, his delicate voice sniffed into his bones.

He threw the nine-tailed white fox in his hand to the fox maids, sat down and took a sip of tea to suppress his shock.

The fox maid dared not speak out, so she took Jiumeizhen carefully and looked at Xiansiyue with tears in her eyes, "Elder Xian, you are the only elder in our Mei Pavilion~"

"Have I promised?" She found it a little funny.

"This mark on the other side will always exist between your eyebrows!" said the fox maid angrily.

Her hands covered her forehead and transformed the mark of the red shore flower, making others unable to see it.

"I'm not the home court of Meige today." Xiansiyue said slowly, her eyes getting colder.

The fox maid stood obediently behind Sha Xue and the Three Pavilion Masters.

Xiansiyue glanced at her slightly and didn't say anything more.

"Cough." Feng Yansu coughed lightly, "Congratulations to the Master of Mei Pavilion and Miss Xian for being able to become masters and servants!"

In an instant, congratulations rang around.

Xiansiyue used tea instead of wine, nodded slightly to everyone, "Thank you."

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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