903. Chapter 903 [The Promise] How can good things be exclusive?
Inside the Fusheng Gate.
The heating produces smoke.
In a yard, Yao Ye was wearing a long red jacket, leaning against a rattan chair, and his whole body was lazy.
Now, he is trapped in this Fusheng Sect and cannot go out, but none of the Fusheng Sect dares to touch him.
This man is so beautiful and so beautiful...
"Beast King, have you considered it clearly? When will you contract with me?" Behind me, Leng Yangyan suddenly appeared here, looking at Yao Ye and asking.
Yao Ye raised his eyes and looked at the person who suddenly appeared in front of him, "No hurry yet."
"No hurry? I'll serve you with delicious food and drink as you said." Leng Yangyan couldn't help but feel a little angry.
When contracting with monsters, you must be voluntarily in the case of monsters, otherwise it will not work at all.
Therefore, in order to please Yaoye, he served him with delicious food and drink these days, and did not make anyone touch him at all, for fear of annoying him.
"I want to go out." Yao Ye raised his eyes, jumped up, stood up from the rattan chair, stood in front of Leng Yangyan, and wrapped his hands around his chest.
"No." Leng Yangyan rejected.
He could promise him anything, but he wouldn't let him go out.
If he goes out and disappears by then, it will be difficult.
"Don't let me go out?" Yao Ye turned his head and suddenly smiled. The tears mole on the corners of his eyes made him look more and more charming. "Then I want to see your soul-summoning banner."
"What do you want it to do?" Leng Yangyan frowned.
"Last time I saw the ability of the soul-summoning banner, I want to see the soul-summoning banner with my own eyes." Yao Ye raised his eyebrows lightly, and his smile became more and more beautiful.
Leng Yangyan looked stern, and he stood there, as if he was hesitating.
Seeing Leng Yangyan like this, Yao Ye snorted lightly, turned around again, flew away, and lay down again at the rattan chair.
He yawned boredly, then waved his hand lightly. "Forget it, you are so insincere, why are you talking about contracts? Look at you're like this now. If the contract comes in a day, maybe you will treat me what you want.
Woolen cloth!"
Leng Yangyan's brows moved. "You mean, as long as I give you the soul-summoning banner, will you contract with me?"
Yao Ye just looked at him and didn't say anything.
A beast king has a great temptation to Leng Yangyan.
Leng Yangyan finally gritted his teeth. "Okay, then I'll show you."
He said, suddenly raising his hand.
In a moment, a flag appeared on his hand.
To use the Soul Conjuring Banner, you need to know the spell to use it.
So now Leng Yangyan is not worried that this soul-striking banner will be snatched away by Yao Ye.
"Since you want to see it, I'll show it to you."
Yao Ye looked at the flag in front of him, and his eyes were filled with faint light.
This is the soul-summoning banner.
If it is good, he remembers that Feng Chuge came to this Wuji Realm this time to get it!
A faint joy appeared in his eyes, and Yao Ye reached out and took the flag.
He lowered his eyes slightly, concealed the strangeness in his pupils, and then smiled faintly. "Tsk tsk, it is indeed worthy of being the weapon of the No. 1 master of the Wuji Realm. This soul-torn banner looks really majestic."
"That's it." Leng Yangyan smiled proudly.
This soul-torn banner can bring in anyone who is less powerful than him.
"You've seen it now. Should you make a contract with me?" Leng Yangyan looked at Yao Ye and asked again.
Unexpectedly, Yao Ye suddenly laughed, and there was endless treacherousness in his smile, "Haha, how can such a good thing be kept for exclusive use by the unpopular master?"