I Might Be A Fake Cultivator

"Where, are you talking just?"

Anlin looked at the ground and was shocked by the flowers that he was so badly horrified.

Xuan Yucheng and Xu Xiaolan also curiously came together and looked at the little flower.

"Oh... of course it’s me, I’ve got who I’ve been provoked, and I’ve been suffering from this kind of horror...”

This red flower once again made a squeaky voice, complaining.

The more Anlin looked at the more surprised, he squatted down and poked the little flower: "It’s weird, isn’t it true that after the founding of the country, is it not allowed to become fine?”

"Ah! It hurts! You are so cruel, I feel like I am going to die, you still torture me so much!" The little red flower was poked by Ann Lin, and cried aloud.

Xuanyuan Cheng opened his face with a dignified look: "An Lin, this is a flower that is about to condense into a demon, but it has just been so pressed, its neck is broken, I am afraid that the blood will run out. It will die and die!"

"Ah? What should I do?" An Lin heard the words.

This flower essence has been able to spit out people's words, and it is also the spirit of creation.

Huajing was not easy to cultivate in his life, but he was killed by his ass. He was really embarrassed.

After hearing the words of Xuan Yucheng, the safflower knew that his life was not long-lasting, but it was a whirl of flowers and almost fainted.

"Well... there is a way." Xuanyuan Cheng Shen said.

"What is the way, say it quickly!" Huajing now feels weak and may be dying. At this time, he is very anxious to speak.

"The neck of the flower essence is broken, and the essence is constantly passing."

"At this time, if it is possible to enter into a master servant contract with a monk, the master can use the power of the contract to provide energy to the flower essence, and the danger of the essence can be solved."

"It has been maintained until the flower essence condenses the demon, you can completely break the crisis!" Xuanyuan Cheng solemnly said.

When it comes to life and death, where is the flower essence hesitating, he immediately said: "I agree, I agree!"

After that, it can look at the three people around with pity.

It knows that these three are monks, and as long as one person agrees to enter into a contract with it, its little life will be saved!

"I can't make a contract at will because of the blood." Xu Xiaolan spoke first.

"I have a special practice because of the practice of cultivation, and I can't make a contract at will." Xuan Chengcheng also said with a serious look.

So, the two and a demon, Qi Qi looked at An Lin.

An Lin: "..."

As the most important straw for crushing flower essence, he naturally should take this responsibility.

However, he is not a casual person, you must first understand the situation.

"Well... saying, can you fly?" An Lin looked at the flower.

He actually wants to raise a kind of spirited beast like the white one. He is really not interested in Huajing.

Huajing knew that his last hope of living was placed on Anlin. At this time, he heard his question and almost didn't cry out: "Which flower have you seen flying in the sky...?"

Anlin sighed with disappointment and continued to ask: "So, what special strength do you have?"

“Extraordinary?” Huajing thought for a moment and said with joy: “I will take root! I will cooperate with photos! I will practice!”

An Lin: "..."

Xuanyuan Cheng: "..."

Xu Xiaolan: "..."

Huajing saw the expression of the three people, and seemed to know that his specialties did not seem to be right, and the flower body was swaying, looking at Anlin with pity.

Anlin patted his forehead and sighed and sighed: "Forget it, deserve to owe you, sign the contract!"

Hua Jing heard the words, dewdrops ooze out again, with a crying cry: "Ah, thank you! Thank you! Anlin big brother is really a good person!"

"Don't just send me a good card!" An Lin glanced at the flower essence.

Hua Jing was so scared that she didn't know what she was doing wrong.

The immortal method of establishing the master servant contract, An Lin learned at the Xiuxian United University, did not expect to come in handy so soon.

He took out a handkerchief and rushed, then cut his fingers, and a drop of golden blood appeared at his fingertips.

"Now, you must absorb my blood without any resistance." Anlin said to Huajing.

When he finished, he dripped the golden blood on the petals of the flower essence.

The blood slowly infiltrates into the body of the flower essence, and the body begins to tremble.

Soon, Anlin found that he had some connection with Huajing.

At this time, his fine elements began to pass to the flower essence.

Anlin sighed and took the flower essence into his pocket.

Ever since, from today, Anlin has a monster who eats his white rice...

"Call... The owner's pocket is warm, I like it!"

Huajing feels that his vitality is slowly recovering. It is time to slap the flatter and make the owner happy. After all, he still has to rely on him to condense the demon!

An Lin sneaked a sigh: "You eat my fine yuan every day, you can pay me in the future, one hundred Lingshi a day, no bargain!"

"Oh! Ok!"

Although it does not know what Lingshi is, it promises first, and it is not wrong to not provoke the owner to be angry.

Xu Xiaolan saw this scene, smiled and felt that it was pitiful to let Anlin be the master.

"Right, the master, the little flower has no name yet, or you can take it for me." Huajing wanted to change his shape and named himself, but now it has signed a contract with Anlin, and it is not easy to take it. Named ~www.readwn.com~ Well, this is a problem..."

Anlin caressed his chin and thought for a moment. He said, "You are red, or you can call Xiaohong!"

Xuan Yucheng and Xu Xiaolan both heard the body swaying and almost didn't squirt out.

The flower essence that was originally in the pocket was also in a state of silence...

For a long time, a voice sounded.

"Master, do you still have to change your name..."

A drop of dew appeared on the petals of the flower essence, and it faltered.

The name of Xiaohong, for Huajing, is similar to the human Li dog egg, Wang Er’s name is almost the same...

There are thousands of flowers in the world, but you use color to name it... This is not an insult to spend! ?

"No!"

An Lin said with a firm face: "I think this name is very suitable for you, Xiaohong, you have to trust the master's vision!"

"Well, Xiaohong knows... the name of the master is the best!" The voice came from the pocket.

It's really sad! But still have to keep smiling.

Who told it to be under the fence?

When I heard the flower essence, An Lin nodded with satisfaction.

Both Xuan Yuancheng and Xu Xiaolan looked at An Lin’s pocket with sympathy, and they stopped talking.

Anlin didn't know that Huajing had long been sad in his pocket and turned into a river.

"Hey? How is my pocket wet? Xiaohong, are you okay?"

Anlin walked on the road and found that the pocket was wet with a small piece, and some worried.

"No...nothing, Xiaohong just thought of leaving his homeland, so he was a little sad."

Huajing sobbed, it would not tell Anlin, because his name cried...