Fantasy: There Is Something Wrong With This Beastmaster

In the restricted area of ​​the star field, in Jianqing Mountain, an old man with an unreal figure and coarse linen clothes was sizing up Qin Luo.

Looking at Qin Luo's appearance, the old man had a strange complexion and his hands were itchy.

"Forget it, he's seriously injured now, so he won't fight anymore."

The old man sighed, he could feel that the young man in front of him was just a resemblance, and had nothing to do with that person.

The little blacks were chattering, shouting non-stop around the old man.

"Old Jian, what's the matter? What's the matter? Is there any help for our great beast master?"

"Can it still be saved? Should it still be possible? If the great beast master dies, we're done."

"Old Sword! You have great Supernatural Power, hurry up and save our great beast master."

"What do you need us to do? You can say, as long as we can save the great beast master, let us do anything."

The old man named Jian was speechless for a moment. He usually called you guys like uncles, and he didn't give him face at all. Now that an outsider came, you all begged.

Jian Lao suddenly grasped the blind spot: "Wait a minute! What do you call him?"

The little blacks replied: "Of course he is the great beast master! What? What else do you want us to call him?"

"Beastmaster?" Jian Lao was taken aback, grabbed Qin Luo's arm suddenly, frowned and said, "His bones and tendons clearly show sword bones and tendons, which is the manifestation of sword god body! Huh? It seems to be sealed by external force?!"

Putting Qin Luo down again, the old sword said: "You are clearly his natal sword. You don't call him master. How can you call him such a strange name? The great beast master? Is he still a beast master? Violence! What kind of sword is the sword god body? Beast master! Watch the old man break him right!"

The little blacks looked at each other, and the first little black stood up and said, "Old man, the beast master is really a beast master, and we are just the natal sword incarnation of one of his pet beasts, because we can't stand nine nine seven , so I ran out."

Little Black No. 2 nodded, and said: "Yes! Yes! Old man, you don't know that our master is not a human being at all. Only the great beast master treats us well and doesn't oppress us."

Little black No. 3: "Master Jian, you may not believe it, but the beast master's sword god body is shared from our master, and our master is just the beast master's pet beast. Of course, we are not used to calling Master, we are all called the boss."

Little Black No. 4: "Old man, you don't know, we lived a miserable life with the boss, now that we see the beast master, we plan to follow the beast master."

Jian Lao was said to be confused, and the four little guys said something here and there, but they didn't have a shape.

Shaking his head, Jian Lao said: "This is all a mess, are you really his natal sword?"

Little Black No. 4: "Of course not! If you don't believe me, look at the old man."

After finishing speaking, Little Black No. 4 walked over to Qin Luo, lay down on Qin Luo's chest, and patted it with his small wings.

"Brothers! Brothers! Are you still there! Come out and play! They are all our own people!"

While speaking, Qin Luo's chest rose and fell, and Jian Lao's expression became more and more strange.

I saw Qin Luo's mouth open, and four natal swords flitted out. The Sword intent was exactly the same as the four little blacks.

Jian Lao was stupefied and rubbed his eyes one after another. Even if he killed himself, he would never have imagined such an outrageous thing in the world.

In contrast, Qin Luo's natal sword was much more stable, and the first time it came out, it uttered the sound of the sword, indicating to save people first!

Jian Lao slapped his head: "Yes! Yes! Yes! Save people first! Save people first! Send him to Jianchi quickly."

The little blacks added Qin Luo's natal sword, and the eight-handed fairy sword immediately transported Qin Luo over and put him in a three-meter-square pool.

And the water in this pool is all formed by the condensed way of swordsmanship!

The moment Qin Luo was put in, the water in the pool seemed to be boiling, and various kendos emerged to nourish Qin Luo's bones.

Jian Lao flicked his fingers slightly, and Qin Luo's Qian Kun ring was opened directly, and spiritual crystals worth tens of millions were taken out one after another, and exploded into powder, filling the world with rich Spiritual Qi.

"The family is so rich? Did he dig someone's ancestral grave?"

Little Black No. 1 pouted: "Don't talk nonsense, our great beast master doesn't have such a habit."

Jian Lao smiled indifferently at this time, is there any fault for this, otherwise he would specify to add some material to this kid.

With a faint smile, Jian Lao looked at the four natal swords floating beside Qin Luo, and then at the little blacks, with a strange expression on his face.

"How did you do it? The four of you are exactly the same as those four, even your own Sword intent is exactly the same, of course your intelligence is higher."

As soon as Mr. Jian said this, the little blacks beat their chests and stamped their feet, crying loudly one by one.

"Old man! If we can do it all over again! We would rather not have this kind of wisdom, we just want to be a natal sword that keeps our duty."

"Yeah! Jiansheng is too difficult. From the day when we first opened our spiritual wisdom, we haven't had a stable day with the boss."

"You don't know! The boss treats us as a training machine, no salary, no vacation, life is miserable."

"Only by the side of the great beast master can we feel the warmth of home."

The corner of Jian Lao's mouth twitched, he couldn't figure it out, didn't the growth of your natal swords all come from the sword master himself? What's the matter with you?

"The promotion of the natal sword is achieved by the sword master's cultivation and hard work. Your spiritual intelligence is so high. It seems that your sword master worked hard day and night. Why are you so sarcastic about the own sword master?"

The little blacks looked at each other, and then cried louder, crying heartbreakingly.

"Fart! The boss researched us just to use it as a pendant! There is no need for us to fight with these natal swords at all! Don't you know that the donkey in the restricted area has a rest day, what is it even for us to rest by the boss's side? None."

The corner of Jian Lao's mouth twitched: "Impossible, apart from the killing power and Sword Intent, the feedback of the natal sword, what else can your boss do with you?"

The little blacks looked at each other, then walked up to the top of Qin Luo's head, forming a formation. Although the strike had been going on for a long time, this kind of instinctive work was almost engraved in his bones.

Covered by Sword Ray, Qin Luo's injuries were recovering visibly with the naked eye.

Sword boss was shocked: "Time speeds up the sword array? How is this possible?"

The little blacks said aggrievedly: "It's the inner scrolling sword array. With the boss' sword heart, we will even be accelerated to eight times the speed. We don't want to live this kind of hard life."

Jian Lao was stunned, what kind of genius is this who can develop the own natal sword to such an extent?

Beast? A pet beast with a sword body? ! Oh shit! The world is crazy!