Chapter 642: Haemophilus

Chapter 642: Blood Mold
The pressure on him was getting heavier, and the Golden Lion felt like he was choking!
There must be a decision!
The golden lion's eyes kept flashing, and finally he couldn't bear it. He bit his teeth and said, "I can give you a mount, but you and I can't sign a blood oath!"
This is its bottom line.
As a family of golden lions, if you sign a blood oath with this humble human race, it will lose its face in the future and become a shame in the tribe!
The Golden Lion family did not sign a blood oath with the human race.
But those people are all heroes!
Even if they are not emperors, they have to be powerful, ancestors, or generations of arrogance and arrogant peers.
Although this human race is good at some means and surrendered to it by chance, in the eyes of the Golden Lion, Su Zimo is too thin.
The golden lion hit the bottom of his heart and still couldn't see Su Zimo.
His heart was sloppy, and he sneered, "If you have the courage, don't sign a blood oath with me!"
"Okay."
Su Zimo nodded.
This time, instead, the golden lion was caught.
It said these words because it was in the heart of dying. Where did he expect that Su Zimo would promise so happily.
"Did the radical method work?"
"Or is this kid playing with me?"
Non-my family, its heart must be different.
If the place is ex-situ, the golden lion will surely force Su Zimo to sign a blood vow with it. This will also save energy and do not have to worry about the other party betraying all day.
The premise of not signing a blood oath, unless the realm between the two sides is too large, two or three big realms.
One of them did not worry about the other's betrayal at all, or even if the other betrayed, he had enough confidence to suppress it!
But this situation is somewhat contradictory.
If Su Zimo is a returnee or a Daoist, he does not need to find a spirit demon in Jindan Realm to sign a blood oath.
Just as the golden lion was thinking wildly, Su Zimo let go of the spirit trick, and the immortal mark of immortality like Mount Xu Mi above him finally dispersed.
The golden lion is relieved and ecstatic!
"Without a blood oath, this kid really let me go!"
The Golden Lion controls emotions as much as possible, and one thing has been determined in his heart.
The thin scholar in front of me is definitely having problems!
"Hahahaha!"
The Golden Lion laughed wildly: "He actually let me go! From now on, I can leave at any time, and I will be your mount?"
Su Zimo retracted the demon mark, turned directly, and turned his back to the golden lion, looking unguarded, and walking towards the condensed fruit not far away.
This condensed fruit is naturally owned by Su Zimo.
The golden lion wanted to leave directly, but looking at Su Zimo's back, his eyes flashed fiercely, and his heart was suddenly dead!
Now, as long as it pounces on it, this scholar can never react!
Even if he can react, the scholar is too late to release the spiritual skills just before him. This person must be in his belly!
But then, the Golden Lion hesitated again.
Anyway, after all, this scholar has let it go.
If it was to be revengeful, but the scholar had eaten it, the Golden Lion always felt uncomfortable and couldn't get out of his mouth.
"Damn, are my monsters dead for nothing?"
"Just now, this boy pressed me to the ground and rubbed his head almost into the soil. Is that so?"
The golden lion became more and more angry.
This can't be tolerated!
Never forget it!
As soon as it thought about it, Su Zimo had taken the condensed fruit and turned towards it.
The golden lion had an idea.
"When this kid comes up, I will run Neidan directly, stretch the flesh and muscles, lift him up, and make him ugly!"
"Hahahaha!"
"Yes, that's it!"
The golden lion grew more and more excited and couldn't help grinning.
Although Su Zimo has many means, he has not yet cultivated the magical powers such as Buddhism and his psychic power. Naturally, he does not know what the golden lion thinks.
But looking at the lion with a strange smile, Su Zimo frowned, and slaps his hands, saying, "What a silly smile, go!"
After that, Su Zimo turned over and rode on the back of the golden lion.
This slap fanned the golden lions.
It froze in place and did not respond for a while.
"This person ... seems to have slapped my mouth?"
"He, he, he dare to fan me!"
The golden lion was furious, and a low roar uttered deep in his throat, and Nedan ran frantically, spreading his flesh and bursting into enchantment, watching the whole body swell.
Su Zimo's expression was calm and unmoving like a mountain, and there was a mockery in his eyes.
thump!
Without seeing any action by Su Zimo, the golden lion lay on the ground again, causing dust all around.
"Uh……"
The golden lion moaned in pain.
It felt his spine almost crushed by this seemingly weak scholar!
The scholar's legs clamped his ribs on both sides, as if it were an indestructible iron hoop, its flesh and blood could not be held at all.
Not to mention taking off this scholar, it will be cut off by itself!
"impossible!"
The Golden Lion couldn't believe it, and shouted in his heart, "How can this thin scholar have such terrible physical strength!"
At this moment, the scholar bowed his head slightly, stuck it to his ear, and said softly, "Honestly, don't have any other thoughts."
The scholar's palm rested on its head, and he spoke gently while rubbing.
It may seem soft, but the golden lion is full of excitement, and a chill is blowing from the spine!
It felt clearly that the scholar's fingertips slightly protruded the inch nails and scratched its scalp.
This nail is extremely sharp, even sharper than the blade!
It has no doubt that this scholar can grasp his skull out of five finger holes as long as he applies force!
The golden lion was about to cry without tears.
It finally realized that it wasn't the scholar's brain that didn't shine, but the person was strong enough.
It's so powerful that you can suppress it at any time without signing a blood oath with it!
"Let's go."
Su Zimo's voice sounded.
The golden lion suddenly felt light, and the mighty power of the genius seemed to disappear suddenly.
But this scholar is still riding on it.
"Where is the evil that came out? It's mold."
The golden lion sighed, defying hopelessness, and suddenly became lethargic, slowly walking towards the valley.
It's in Mad Lion Ridge, and it can be regarded as a beast with a head and a face.
Entering this ancient battlefield, it was intended to defeat the arrogance of the human race, arrogant to the demon group, show its might and become famous.
Unexpectedly, just a few days after coming in, I planted a big heel directly.
This is all right, there is no need to defeat the human race Tianjiao in the future, we can only honestly give others a mount.
The golden lion is most worried that in the future battles in ancient times, he will encounter monsters he knows.
If those monsters saw this scene, it would have no face, and the face of the Golden Lion family would be completely lost!
At this point, the golden lion came from sadness, and his eyes were actually moist.
"Sister Shi, look, this lion seems to be beaten to tears!"
A monk whispered next to him.
Hearing this sentence, the golden lion's face turned black, and his feet were sloppy, almost spitting old blood.
"Be secure!"
Su Zimo snapped.
Snapped!
His head was slapped again for no reason.
This time, the Golden Lion really cried.
(End of this chapter)