waste wood pharmacist

Chapter 361 Contract Signing
Chapter 360 VII Contract Signing

Every time she heard fans say the word 'other', An Ran couldn't help but want to laugh, especially with the appearance of this little fat man, An Ran couldn't help laughing.

As the saying goes, there is no one who knows a monster like its owner, and the fan group's excited appearance just now did not escape An Ran's eyes.

Just looking at its small appearance, not to mention it is a rare blood, it is indeed a bit wronged to follow such a master as myself.

So she was patient, raised her eyebrows, and said with a smile

"I'll cook fat fish for you ten times, in exchange, how about it?"

Fan Tuan heard that An Ran was so cheerful, and even turned his eyes to the sky, humming and chirping
"Is it only worth ten fat fish?"

Seeing its somewhat unyielding appearance, An Ran nodded, as if admiring the performance of the powder ball rather than bending in front of the fat fish.

Knocking on the table with fingers, unhurriedly, the brows and eyes that were originally smiling slightly narrowed
"eight times"

When the fan group heard it, they thought it would increase more, but they didn't expect that instead of increasing, it dropped a lot.

That's even more unpleasant.The little mouth pouted, not buying it at all.

The white fingers still tapped on the table without haste, only the sound could be heard

"five times"

Ignoring the displeasure of the fans at all, the number of times to make fat fish is getting less and less.

The fantuan was a little flustered at this moment, seeing An Ran's appearance, she was still tender after all.

"People, people..."

They haven't said anything for a long time, if they agree?It didn't agree when it was said to be a fat fish ten times.

But if she doesn't agree, judging by An Ran's posture, it seems that she doesn't care if the contract is signed or not.

An Ran saw that the fans were a little flustered, and was about to say something when the fans finally couldn't hold back, and a voice of grievance came
"Smelly Anran!"

Seeing the grievance of the little chubby baby opposite, An Ran still couldn't bear it.

So I didn't say anything to stimulate the powder.

just the way

"According to the fan group, it should be agreed, then we will make a deal. This is what the fan group agreed to. I didn't force the fan group."

So, the rice balls were quite unhappy after eating this meal.

The originally agreed ten times for Fatty Fish was condensed to five times.

Even so, it can't say no. Jimo Qingcang, who is sitting on the right side of An Ran, sweeps his black eyes lightly, and the flesh that has just changed into a human form can't help shaking. .

No matter how dissatisfied he had to suppress it, what's more, compared to the lost fat fish, the big stone in his heart probably fell to the ground.

If the contract is signed, An Ran will never leave it behind.

An hour later, in the empty backyard of the house.

The sky is already dark, and the stars all over the sky are emitting light, but the round moon seems to be covered by dark clouds, looming.

There were three people standing in the backyard.

Naturally, it was Jimo Qingcang, Yang Anran, and the fan who had just turned into a human form.

Jimo Qingcang was dressed in a light purple robe, standing three meters away from An Ran, his face was cold and hard, his eyes were on An Ran's body, and he pursed his lips in silence.

An Ran and Fan Tuan stood facing each other.

A water-blue Yiluo shirt looks extraordinarily elegant in this dark and gloomy night.

The voice is clear and shallow, and a slight nervousness can be seen in the eyes
"let us start."

Fentuan blinked a pair of dark shiny eyes, nodded her fat head, and her voice was immature and firm.
"it is good"

As soon as the words fell, Fantuan took two steps in the direction of An Ran on her small thick legs.

Closing his eyes, a murmuring voice came from the mouth of the powder.

It was an ancient and obscure text, representing the most devout prayers and vows.

Of course, although An Ran on the opposite side looked very deep, she didn't understand a word.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of golden light burst out from the powder ball, spreading around the powder ball began to extend.

The human-shaped dough has returned to its original pink and small animal-shaped form at some point.

The mumbling voice in the mouth has not stopped, with leisurely, mysterious, ancient and sacred, as if calling for the oldest memory of ancient times.

The golden light did not stop, and the pink and fleshy body of the dough began to grow slowly, and the goose yellow down on the body began to grow longer and turn brown, gradually covering the flesh, and fangs grew out of the singing mouth. Clean and sharp.

The limbs began to elongate, becoming thicker, exuding hardness, and the sharp points hidden under the fleshy palms were faintly revealed.

The singing has not stopped, and the transformation has not stopped, it seems to be still growing.

An Ran's eyes widened, looking at everything in front of her, she could feel the aura rushing towards her face, as if through it, she could see the appearance of the most heyday of Warcraft ten thousand years ago, so powerful, so sacred and inviolable.

Even bursts of high-level coercion emanated from this behemoth in front of him.

And all the high-level monsters within a radius of [-] meters shrank to the ground, kneeling reverently, trembling.

And the lower-level monsters are restless, as if possessed by demons.

This is the most powerful coercion in the highly hierarchical World of Warcraft.

Because it is the sixth son of the dragon god, Taotie.

Even the dark sky, which was already dark at night, was dyed with light, just like daytime.

Slowly, the golden light emanating from the powder ball began to shrink, and it was like a layer of gold plating attached to the powder ball layer by layer.

When the eyes are opened, the black eyes emit a golden light, carrying the meaning of sacredness and inviolability.

Concentrating his brows and eyes, he looked at the tiny An Ran in front of it.

I saw Fen Tuan standing proudly, squatting down, as if trying to be level with An Ran, a drop of blood seeped from between the eyebrows, approached, and gently placed it on An Ran's forehead.

The sound has faded from immaturity, stained with indescribable mystery, ancient

"Follow me."

Before An Ran could answer, she heard the voice of the fan group again.

I thought it was difficult for her to understand, but who knows, it seems that these words have been imprinted in An Ran's mind, followed by the words of the fan group, and then she read them unconsciously, with a clear and clear voice.

The words that came out of An Ran's mouth were like strands of power that could direct light. An Ran's body began to be stained with golden light, slowly rising from his feet. This lasted for about a cup of tea, as if the contract had reached its final moment. , the golden light faded away, and began to slowly rush towards the foreheads of a man and a beast.

One man and one beast separated.

The contract is completed.

I saw a light golden complex mark formed on An Ran's forehead, as if witnessing the formation of the contract just now.

Not far away, Jimo Qingcang, who had been looking at this scene faintly with dark eyes, had an identical mark on his forehead, but this mark exuded a blood-red light.

(End of this chapter)