Chapter 55

As soon as the voice of Yue Baiyi fell, the voice of Yue Yi rang. She looked back. There was a glittering and translucent transparent white spiritual core on Bai Xuan's palm.

"This... Where did you come from?" the moon white dress was so strange.

"Just took it from the brain of the zombie while they weren't paying attention." Yue Yi replied truthfully.

Yue Baiyi nodded, took the spirit core from Yue Yi's hand, and no longer wasted time. He aimed the spirit core at the forehead of the female zombie and said a spell that people couldn't understand.

At this time, the spirit core seemed to be summoned, flew into the air and sent out a faint red light. Then it suddenly rushed to the forehead of the female zombie. When it was about to contact the female zombie, it turned into red filaments, quickly wrapped the female zombie and wrapped it in it. Soon, the female zombie also became a red insect pupa.

At the same time, the mechanical sound in Yue Baiyi's brain sounded again.

"Di... Congratulations on the successful 'manual transformation' of low-level blood spirit in white clothes of the host month. 2000 experience points will be rewarded."

"Di... Congratulations on the host month's white clothes rising to level 17."

I thought that it took ten minutes to transform into a high-level blood spirit on the first day of the previous month, and the system helped to transform that time. I think the effect must not be comparable to that of this white spirit core, but I don't know to what extent this spirit core can be transformed.

And Yue Baiyi was not idle. She was a little excited when she thought that the previous novice gift bag could be opened twice, but this time she didn't avoid Yue Yi. Since she knew he would never betray himself, there was no need to hide. At least she wouldn't take the initiative to say it, and she believed he wouldn't take the initiative to ask.

In fact, this is true. When he saw several things similar to weapons and clothes in the hands of white clothes in the same month, he was only surprised, and then he recovered his indifference. For him, he would not ask about everything about the king. The king told him that he would listen, would not say, and he would not ask, This is what the best servants should do.

Yue Baiyi was very satisfied with Yue Yi's response, so he generously gave him the usable blue level 'glass sword' just opened the gift bag.

"This is..." Yue Yi was surprised at the function of the sword. After binding according to what Wang said, the function of the sword brightened his eyes, and the sword body also made him like it. Of course, this is not only because of the sword, but also because it is the weapon given to him by Wang.

"The sword is in people, and the sword is dead." Yue Yi made this promise. Yue Bai Yi was moved and shook his head at the same time.

"Ah Yi, nothing is more important than your life. If the sword is gone, the king can give it to you again, but you are gone. Where can I find such a sweet and gentle servant for me? Ah Yi, you can only be the only one. You are the only ah Yi of the king."

Yue Baiyi stroked Yue Yi's face with her hand and gently rubbed it. His loyalty, his tenderness, his tenderness and everything about him moved her. Although she clearly knew that they were destined to be master and servant and never recognized, she also hoped that he could stay with her. This... It was just her selfishness.

"Yes, Wang, the first of the month will always be the only one of the king. The first of the month will always guard the king. The first of the month will also watch the king find his beloved man and see a man worthy of the king standing beside the king. Until that day, the first of the month will guard you forever."

Yue Baiyi was moved again. She didn't know what words to use to describe her mood at this time.

In the blood spirit family, the equivalent level is very strict. A servant is a servant and a servant is the owner's property. No matter what the master does to the servant, the servant is not qualified to make any resistance. This is the sorrow of the slave.

Of course, some slaves are very happy. For example, it is his greatest happiness to be able to follow the king on the first of the month.