The sun is scorching.
One person and one wolf lay motionless on the river beach.
A soft-bone rabbit jumped over cautiously and tapped Shen Qinglan's head with its nose, guessing that another strange fish was slapped to death on the shore this time.
Shen Qinglan still didn't move. The rabbit became bolder and opened his mouth to bite her tender ears.
"Ah!" Shen Qinglan screamed in pain and jumped up.
"Chichi!" The little rabbit didn't expect that the fish that was shot to death was actually alive. He was so frightened that he jumped back into the jungle.
After the initial dizziness, Shen Qinglan finally woke up completely.
She followed the rope in her hand and saw the little wolf lying there, "Little wolf!"
However, the little wolf lay there with weak breath, as if he might die at any moment.
Shen Qinglan was so anxious that she took out the pill from the storage bag and stuffed it into the little wolf's mouth.
Use your spiritual power to turn the elixir into concoction and put it down your throat.
Unfortunately, no matter how hard I slapped him, the little wolf didn't react.
The breath is still weak and disordered.
Shen Qinglan's consciousness swept over it and found that its internal organs had been displaced, and several broken bones were inserted into the heart and lungs.
If she was the one injured, there might be a glimmer of hope, but this was a little wolf, it wouldn't heal itself, and what Shen Qinglan could do was limited.
Hopeless!
These three words kept flashing in her mind.
Reason told her that no amount of magic pills could save Xiaolang.
Shen Qinglan, who had not cried for ten years, cried twice in just two days after entering the secret territory of Wushan.
Both times were due to death.
She hugged the little wolf and choked, "Why are you so stupid? You are obviously a wolf, why do you have the brains of a pig!
I told you to run away, and I told you I had my own solution!
You know nothing but eating, and yet you dare to meddle in my business!
What should we do now?
What do you think we should do now?
You are going to die!
Do you know that you are going to die! "
Big tears fell on Xiaolang's face, each one showing Shen Qinglan's helplessness.
"I didn't treat you well, you shouldn't have come back.
Nan Qing and I both dislike you and are unwilling to form a contract with you, so you can run away.
Just find a place to hide, and when the secret realm ends, all the people and beasts that did not belong to the secret realm will be sent out!
You should go back to your little Matsuyama.
We all despise you, ugh.
We don't want to form a contract with you, wuwu. "
Finally, all the sadness was vented with cries. When Shen Qinglan thought of all the bad things she did to the little wolf, she always grabbed it, always told it that it ate too much, and ordered it to work.
If Nan Qing or herself had made a contract with Xiao Lang at that time, perhaps what happened today wouldn't have happened.
Well!
The crying Shen Qinglan suddenly burped, she thought of it!
Make a contract!
Maybe forming a contract can save Little Wolf!
As long as the monk and the spiritual pet form an equal contract, the monk and the spiritual pet will form a community, although this community does not really live and die together.
But you can bear part of the other party's harm. This is an equal contract.
This kind of spiritual pet, which is mostly used by monks, is extremely rare and powerful. In order to avoid losses caused by the death of the spiritual pet, the owner takes the initiative to bear part of the damage to save the life of the spiritual beast.
However, the most commonly used contracts are unilateral ordinary contracts. Only the spiritual pet helps the owner bear the damage. If the spiritual pet dies, the owner will be fine. If the owner dies, the spiritual pet will die!
However, if the equal contract is followed by the death of the spiritual pet, the owner will be backlashed, and in severe cases, the master will fall into cultivation.
When the master dies, the spiritual pet will also be devoured, but a life will be left behind.
After all, no one knows whether their spiritual pet will die, so most monks will choose an ordinary contract.
After Shen Qinglan thought of this method, she immediately began to prepare.
It takes a while to form a contract, and a relatively safe environment must be found.
She released her consciousness and found that there was no danger around her. She turned over a few rocks on the river beach to see if there were any damn rock turtles.
After checking that everything was OK, Shen Qinglan took out a formation disk and set up a small defensive formation against a stone wall.
I got the little wolf in again, sometimes fate is so wonderful.
I have always felt that Xiaolang's specialty is speed, which is not much of a boost to her. Seeing that the wolf was getting bigger, she planned to let the wolf return to the mountains after going out.
Unexpectedly, there are some things that cannot be avoided or avoided no matter how much one refuses.
Some things are determined to belong to you from the moment they are born!
She patted the little wolf with her hand, "Little wolf, listen to me. I want to form a contract with you now. This is our only chance. You have to cheer up, otherwise you will have no chance in the future. I am going If you make a pact with other little beasts, you will squeak when you hear them."
She repeated this twice, emphasizing again and again that if she missed this time, she would have to make contracts with other little beasts.
The little wolf finally responded, "Woo-hoo."
Very good, as long as you are sane.
After she entered Qi Refining, Nan Qing taught her the art of contract formation, which was easy to learn.
She kept making seals with her hands, and one person and one wolf were quickly wrapped in red spiritual energy. Shen Qinglan took out a drop of his heart's blood, and then took out a drop of the little wolf's.
The two drops of blood kept rotating around each other, and finally merged into a ball of golden light, which shot into the eyebrows of Shen Qinglan and Xiaolang respectively.
Done!
Shen Qinglan took a long breath, which was the first step to success.
Next, she continued to use her mental skills. Because of the contract, she could see all the little wolf's minor injuries.
She began to repair those wounds, and each repaired wound would cause corresponding changes in her body.
It was as if his internal organs were being grabbed, and a hole suddenly opened in a place that was once good.
Xiaolang's breath began to become stable, and Shen Qinglan immediately stopped.
There may be unknown dangers here, and she must remain ready to fight at any time.
She stopped thinking and used ordinary healing techniques to help Xiaolang restore the broken bones to their original positions, and then fixed and bandaged them.
By the time all treatments were over, it was already dark.
She decided to rest here for the night and then check out the surroundings tomorrow.
Not daring to bring out any more food with a strong aroma, she took the dried meat and chewed it one by one.
Are you looking at the little wolf?
Her injury could not be cured in an instant. This kind of transferred injury would take time.
It needs to be repaired slowly, which is why most monks are unwilling to do this, because it will really affect their practice.
Shen Qinglan didn't dare to close her eyes all night, for fear that some monster would attack again.
Until the next day, when the sky was slightly brighter, Shen Qinglan's consciousness continued to explore far away. After confirming that there was really no danger around, she took out a bowl of soup from the storage bag.
The little wolf needs to replenish its spiritual power, and these foods are very important to it.
The demon clan is born with the ability to convert the spiritual power between heaven and earth into demon power, so the spiritual power in food also has a huge attraction for the little wolf.
This is a bowl of soup that can heal wounds. Just when Shen Qinglan was thinking about opening the wolf's mouth and pouring it in, the little wolf was awakened by the aroma of the food.
Whining at the bowl of soup.
Just in time, she put the bowl to Xiaolang's mouth, "If I can eat, my illness will be mostly cured. I can rest assured."
