Chapter 589

Gray has a black face. Is the ghost playing with him? Or are you showing your IQ? Why is it so hard to guess her behavior?

Xueji's nervous ghost heart fluttered. Yes, their ghosts have hearts and entities, not the pure soul state of the dead.

The bottom of my heart repeated don't chase me. Xueji has come to the beach and is about to step on the water of Shanghai.

Suddenly a sea sword stretched out on the water and aimed at all parts of her body.

"Sir, what are you doing? Didn't you say you wanted to let me go? I will repay you." Xueji asked with an ignorant face, her eyes flashing innocent words.

"I told you to live, not to leave. Don't misinterpret my words here." Gray snorted coldly, "get back and sit down."

Xueji rolled back, knelt down opposite him, bowed and apologized sincerely, "I'm sorry, I misunderstood your meaning, please forgive me."

This time, her head was not buried too low, but about 45 degrees. Her hands on her abdomen gently pulled her kimono to make her apology look more sincere, so that gray could see it at a glance.

"What a sincere apology!" Gray coughed slightly, took out a piece of parchment, pressed his palm on it, saw the emergence of magic masks, then reassembled, and finally hidden into the parchment again.

With the seal of the witch, he stamped a seal on the parchment. Gray took a deep look at Xueji and pondered for a long time. After half a minute, he looked up for a few minutes and sighed, "look up and sign the contract."

Xueji looked up and respectfully took the parchment. She saw that it was densely filled with words. It seemed to have a special beauty, but it was not Fusang.

"Sir, what is this contract?" Xueji is an illiterate ghost. She can't recognize the magic runes above. She can only ask questions with an open mind.

"This is the master-slave contract. My master-slave, you can't resist my orders, can't think of harming me in the bottom of your heart, can't..."

When gray finished, xuejiton was surprised. Madder's former slaves were not as miserable as themselves. This was not signed at all.

There's no way to live. If you suddenly get angry, can you beat him by surprise and kill him?

If you succeed, even if you don't kill him, as long as you seriously hurt him, you will plunge into the seabed, then muddy the sea, look for an underwater cave to hide, and you may be able to hide.

Xueji calculated, but remembering the situation when the guy killed the ghost general and the power to bind herself, she knew that the guy's power should be related to the sea water. If she entered the sea water, she might be more like his wish and can't run away.

Then attack his lower body and attack the man's fatal weakness. At that time, as long as he can't run fast, evacuate quickly, and then drill into an island, he may not be able to find himself.

Xueji's eyes flickered, but she didn't get angry in the end. It was really that gray gave her a terrible feeling before. It didn't seem to take much effort to kill the ghost and catch her.

She calculated and found that her success rate was pitifully low, and there was only a dead end to the implementation of the plan.

Gray looked at Xueji holding the contract and hesitated. His eyes flashed and flashed, and he kept sending out malice. He could hardly help slapping it.

"If you don't sign or not, I'll send you to peace and tranquility now. Finally, I'll give you a one-stop cremation service."

Xueji tearfully bit her lower lip tightly and choked a few times, "I sign!"

Then he stretched out his finger and cut it gently, a drop of blood flowed out, hesitated, and finally pressed it on the parchment.

Gray is satisfied to put away the parchment. He can already feel that he has a connection with Xueji. He can control her life and death at any time and let her obey any command.

Gray is not surprised that a ghost of Xueji can have blood. Most of the ghosts he killed these days have blood. Xueji is just like them.

It is said to be a ghost, but it is more inclined to be a ghost than a ghost.

"Well, don't cry and lose your face. Follow me. You'll never be disappointed." Gray reached out and grabbed the elf. "This is little jasmine. Treat her like me."

"I see, master, I've seen little Molly!" Xueji cried, feeling that her future was bleak and the ghost was dark.

Obviously, I just came to this ghost paradise to play. After seeing gray, I wanted to take some lessons from him on a whim. Why did I suddenly become a prisoner and a slave?

Why did he attack the meat Mountain Ghost at that time? If he ran directly at that time, he would still be happy now.

Woo woo! How pathetic I am!

"Be obedient. Those who are not obedient are bad guys!" The elf said solemnly with a straight face.

"Yes, little jasmine." Although she was still feeling sorry for herself, Xueji responded quickly.

As a woman in Fusang, obedience is a lever, especially when Xueji was a female ghost who died not knowing how long ago. At that time, women were more obedient.

"Gray, what can she do?" Little Molly is curious about why other monsters were killed by gray, but she left this. Is it because she looks like a human?

"Laundry, cooking, warming the bed and quilt, anything."

"Did she cook delicious?" Little jasmine brightened her eyes, then thought of something and quickly added, "if it's not delicious, you have to do it."

If her cooking is not delicious, she won't eat it herself.

"Don't worry, my Lord. Although I haven't cooked for a long time, I feel I can do it." Xueji said confidently.

She could cook before she died. Although she doesn't have any memory, she is so confident that she can do it.

"That's good!" The elf nodded with satisfaction and would cook delicious food, "but even if I warm the bed, she will collapse my bed."

Her own bed is only so big that she can't go up.

"Then let her warm my bed. My bed is not afraid of pressure and can bear it!" Gray said confidently.

Xueji also breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the host was not a pervert and didn't put forward any excessive requirements. She still knew how to wash and cook, warm the bed and fold it. If she couldn't, she could learn.

"But master, the temperature of my concubine is different from that before her death. It's a little low. I don't know whether the effect of warming the bed can meet the master's requirements."

Gray held out his hand. "I'll see how low it is."

Xueji smiled shyly, leaned forward, and sent her exquisite face to Gray's hand, "master, do you think it's very low?"

"It's really a little low, but it can't be too low. It doesn't matter." His majesty said very leniently. After all, this is limited by physical conditions and not intentional. How can he be criticized for it.

"Thank you, master. I'll go and warm the master's bed now." Xueji entered the role quickly. Now she wanted to start working.

"Go!" Gray likes such a smart maid.

"No, let her cook first and see if it's delicious." The elf has bright eyes and wants to see if she can really make delicious food.

"Then try it." Gray doesn't matter. It's still early. He's not in a hurry to sleep. It doesn't matter whether he warms the bed or not.

"Yes!" Xueji nodded respectfully.