() In terms of value, these two drow girls are less than one-tenth of the scrolls in their hands. But sometimes, things with low value can also play unexpected roles.

"Sign your real name, hurry up!" Camus narrowed his eyes and waved his hand impatiently, signaling the two of them to hurry up.

As if accepting their fate, the two of them looked at each other, a trace of unspeakable joy flashed in their beautiful eyes. They lost Zi You, but at least they were still alive.

"In the name of my real name, Dophania, and Ais, I voluntarily give up my soul..." Ais knelt in front of Camus, her eyes closed tightly, her voice was vague, with a trembling upward glide, and a small mark on her forehead.

The little shadow struggled and refused to come out.

His voice became louder and more pious, but the little phantom still refused to leave his body. Camus smashed his mouth, and lightly traced a certain pattern on the scroll with his fingertips. A dense and rolling black mist instantly rushed out of the scroll and rolled up.

The miniature of Aisi's soul returned to the scroll. The miniature struggled silently, and its somewhat blurry face was distorted.

"Swift!" The miniature was completely swallowed by the scroll. Aisi seemed to have suffered a serious illness and collapsed on the ground. Her gray hair was wet with sweat, her lips were blue and her face was pale.

Seeing her sister's appearance, her sister Cuisi's little face turned pale with fright. She helped Ais and sat in the corner of the passage, and said in fear: "Sister, I'm afraid!" Ais reluctantly opened her eyes, which were white with some lax pupils, and softly

She said in a voice: "Don't worry, everything will be fine once you give up your soul!" Her little hands, which were covered in sweat and even spasmodic, gently rubbed Tris's face. Aisi's eyes were full of encouragement, and she gently pushed Tris to stand up.

Tris glanced at Camus, who was expressionless, and her eyes fell on Shan Ye. In those big scarlet eyes, Tris seemed to find a little courage, and she knelt down in front of Camus with some awkward steps.

A few minutes later, Tris looked equally pale and was held in the arms of her sister who had recovered slightly, sobbing silently.

Camus held the scroll in his hand, and a small miniature appeared on the surface of the scroll from time to time, struggling to escape from the restraints of the scroll.

Walking up to Master Shan, Camus squeezed out a smile on his stiff old face: "These two slaves are given to you. If you do well in the future, you will be rewarded!" Carrot and stick, the eternal theme, is also the most effective method.

Master Shan didn't expect that after struggling for a long time, this product was actually given to him. He took the scroll with some surprise, and Camus' voice sounded again: "Put some blood on it, and you will completely own them!" His tone was unabashedly seductive.

, although it is a bit lame, but Mr. Shan is really moved.

"Ding! I have obtained an improved version of the soul contract and cannot completely control the two slaves. Do you want to continue?"

The system prompt made Mr. Shan break into a cold sweat, but he thought for a moment and agreed to continue.

A green light exploded on the scroll, and immediately turned into powder. The green light rushed into Shan Ye's forehead and disappeared without a trace.

Camus was very happy to see Master Shan accept this "gift" honestly. His gem eyes turned around a few times and nodded: "Yes, as long as you feel at ease and contribute to us, your benefits will be indispensable."

When we returned to the room, it was already midnight. Shan Ye hugged Aisi and they both fell asleep.

Her mind moved slightly, and Ai Si and the two of them snored slightly. Shan Ye didn't open his eyes, and his mind started to spin rapidly.

Soul contracts, surveillance, and the inability to completely control all appeared in Shan Ye's mind one by one. After thinking for a long time, Shan Ye retracted his thoughts and rubbed his big hands on the two drow girls. The smooth and tight skin made Shan Ye feel happy.

The fury of the explosion gradually subsided.

He opened his scarlet eyes as big as a bowl and looked out the window, his eyes twinkling.

Since then, Shan Ye has been like a machine with explosive equipment for killing monsters, working at least 15 hours a day. In view of Shan Ye's hard work and good performance, the surveillance on him has been slightly relaxed. He is now followed by two high-level half-demon warriors.

A half-demon mage is watching from the dark. He has a lot of freedom and can move around the entire castle at will, as long as he doesn't go to some more sensitive places.

"Ding! Kill the giant flat-tailed rat and gain 23 experience points!"

"Ding! Get the rough equipment belt!"

A big hand skillfully picked up the rough belt. Ma Le shook off the water drops on his body and muttered with some disgust: "Why do these damn mice always like to build their nests in such dark and moist places?"

Next to him, a senior half-demon stood with a knife and was always alert to the movements around him. He muttered a few perfunctory words and continued to be alert to the movements around him.

Feeling extremely bored, Mahler pulled Shan Ye to sit down. He poked Shan Ye's everlasting fat with his elbow, leaned over with his big brown face, and teased: "You are so lucky, those two little bitches."

How does it taste?" He said, showing an obscene expression that could not be changed across planes.

Shan Ye smiled "hehe" and moved his fat head proudly, which aroused Mahler's envy.

For more than a month, Master Shan gradually figured out the rules of changing of guard among these people. Every day, at least three high-level half-demon people were responsible for protection and surveillance. Every two or three days, these half-demon people changed shifts and cooperated with this Mahler.

This was the fourth time. The two of them had the same chemistry and could really chat for a few words.

After chatting for a while, Mahler glanced at the serious-faced senior half-demon next to him, muttered: "A rigid man" and pulled Shan Ye to continue complaining.

"Things have been tough lately. A large drow city nearby seems to be joining forces with Gray Dwarf and Lizard to attack us, so we have to work overtime during this period!"

When Master Shan heard that someone was about to attack this place, his scarlet eyes suddenly lit up. He immediately pretended to be curious and asked a few questions before being interrupted by the serious-looking senior half-demon next to him: "Mahler, watch your words and rest.

Is that enough? Work quickly!!”

Mahler shrank his neck, shrugged his shoulders and made a helpless expression, and said in a longer voice: "I know, brother!"

It turns out that this person is the elder brother Mahler, and he has already been promoted to the advanced half-demon. Mahler has just been promoted recently, and the elder brother is still powerful. Even if he is on the same level, Mahler is still a little afraid of this elder brother who always has a straight face.

Returning to the room in the middle of the night, he flirted with the two drow girls as usual, and then went to bed early.

My mind moved slightly, and the attribute panel appeared in my mind.

Type:Assembled monster

Level: Level 5

Strength:15

Constitution: 20

Agility:5.7

Spirit:1.8

Type: human

Level:Level 4

Attribute:

Strength: 2.1

Agility:2.4

Physique:1.3

Spirit:0.9

This is the state of Shanye's two panels at this time.

He couldn't upgrade, and he didn't dare to upgrade. He was afraid of attracting the attention of the half-demon, so he kept it to himself.
Chapter completed!