I make a contract with myself

Lin Xiaoyu did something that made Sun Yan feel extremely ashamed.

I really misunderstood Master!

When they first met, he helped him solve the Cao family's troubles. After becoming a disciple, he gave him a house to settle down with his whole family.

The master is really attentive, but he doubts her...

Sun Yan, you really deserve to die!

"Is this for me?"

If he wasn't afraid that Master wouldn't like it, he would have wanted to kneel down and hug his thigh.

An elf whose race level is a medium earth spirit can give away whatever she wants. Whose master is as generous as her?

"You have just become my master. Time is running out. I can only give you this as my master. Just don't dislike it." Lin Xiaoyu said with a smile.

"Don't dislike it, don't dislike it, this gift is very good!" Sun Yan approached the elf cage and drooled.

"Master, where is mine?" Xia Ling'er asked pitifully.

"Master, do you think I am a partial person?" Lin Xiaoyu pinched Xia Ling'er's face and smiled kindly.

Opening their respective elf cages, two elves with exactly the same appearance flew out, seemingly wanting to run away.

Lin Xiaoyu stood aside and watched, intending to see how the two apprentices responded.

"Xiao Cai, come on."

Xia Ling'er directly summoned the Rainbow Feather Bird, which was her strongest elf. Catching two infant elves was not easy.

So what if the racial level is high?

They may be very strong in the future, but now, they can only be played between the claws of the rainbow-feathered bird.

Yes, Sun Yan did not take action because it was not necessary.

He waited until the rainbow-feathered bird brought the two little guys over with one claw and one claw, and then he hurried forward.

Sun Yan took his elf into his arms and yelled angrily: "Why are you using so much force? What if you hurt my baby!"

"It doesn't hurt, little darling. When you become stronger in the future, we will take revenge together!"

Hong Yuniao couldn't stand him anymore, and he begged for comfort.

Xia Ling'er was also very protective. She put her hands on her hips and said angrily: "Your baby is a baby, but my Xiaocai is not a baby? I'm just giving you face by helping you. Why don't you kneel down and thank my Xiaocai!"

"That's right." Tutu nodded.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Tutu will definitely speak for Xia Ling'er.

Seeing this, Sun Yan didn't intend to be tough, so he hid behind Lin Xiaoyu and fought with his life to squeeze out a few tears.

"Master, look at them, ying ying ying..."

Lin Xiaoyu held up her forehead, what kind of thing did she get?

Xia Linger and Tutu were stunned.

Of course, after playing and making fun, everyone suddenly became serious when talking about elves.

"This is the Fury of the Storm, an elf of the elemental race of wind and thunder. Sun Yan, yours is your elder brother, first grade and third level."

Lin Xiaoyu paused for a moment, then turned around and touched the little one in Xia Ling'er's arms: "Ling Xia's is my younger sister, first and second grade, both in infancy."

The Fury of the Storm is very small, and no matter how much it grows, it will eventually be as big as a human head.

There was a breeze lingering around him, his big eyes were very confused, and his hands were short and thin, but they were one green and one red.

Storm Furies have no lower body. After all, they are born to fly and don't use their legs.

Perhaps because it hasn't grown yet, it looks like a ball mixed with wind and thunder, round and very pleasing to the eye.

"What name should I give him?" Sun Yan, who was useless at naming, began to worry again.

"Charming, charming Charming, what do you think?" Xia Ling'er asked with a smile.

The little guy is very lively and is jumping up and down in her palm. It seems that he is very satisfied with the name.

Such efficiency made Sun Yan envious.

The siblings thought about it for a long time, and each of the names they came up with became more outrageous than the last. The little guy in Sun Yan's arms was about to rebel.

"Junior sister, please help me." Sun Yan had to bow to Xia Ling'er.

Xia Ling'er smiled and said nothing.

Please beg me!

Sun Yan understood what she meant, and of course he would not lower his face to beg her, but turned to Liu Xian for help.

Liu Xian was silent for a long time, and finally managed to hold back one word: "Empty."

Sun Yan nodded.

Okay, the family name is useless.

What will we do when we have children in the future?

He turned to look at Xia Ling'er: "How about changing Mei to Ying?"

"Why?" Tutu was the first to stand up and retort, "Meiduo sounds so good."

Sun Yan ignored Senior Sister Rabbit's words and stared at Xia Ling'er expectantly.

She snorted: "I also think Mei sounds good."

It’s not your child, so don’t come here to point fingers!

"Sign the elf contract first." Lin Xiaoyu reminded.

Xia Ling'er had already signed it, and the little guy didn't reject it.

It's a pity that Sun Yan has no free position, and he has already used up all the Yuan seeds.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Lin Xiaoyu was anxious.

"Du is already at level 2 and level 9, and he will break through in a few days." Sun Yan said weakly.

It is very common for the elf envoys and the elf's cultivation to be out of sync.

After all, actual combat can better stimulate potential, but elf envoys can only meditate honestly. Fighting and other things have nothing to do with them.

Generally speaking, the cultivation level of the elf envoy will be slightly higher than the average cultivation level of the elf. After all, the elves have given back a lot of feedback. Coupled with the elf envoy's own efforts, the cultivation level will naturally improve.

However, that is a general situation. Can Sun Yan be an ordinary person?

Before Lin Xiaoyu could get angry, he quickly added: "My own cultivation level is the second and seventh level, and I will break through soon."

The two of them stayed in the spiritual spring for more than a month before leaving, otherwise Sun Yan's cultivation would be even lower.

"I'll give you three months to sign the Wrath of the Storm, or I will give it to someone else as a teacher!" Lin Xiaoyu said angrily.

"Ah this..."

Sun Yan had a sad face.

As for being in such a hurry?

The elf contract is not a forced contract, it is a contract of equality. If the elf is really unwilling to sign the contract, no matter what method the elf envoy uses, it will not succeed.

Even if you trick an elf into signing a contract while it is young, it will still be able to break free from the shackles of the elf contract when its mind matures.

The most tragic result of this was the elf envoy himself.

Not only will the soul be severely damaged, but an elf contract will also be permanently lost, and the gain outweighs the gain.

Lin Xiaoyu sighed slightly: "To be honest with you, these two Storm Furies were actually snatched for the master."

Sun Yan: "???"

Fortunately, I haven’t signed it yet, and there is indeed a trap!

Xia Ling'er hugged Mei, the smile on her face frozen.

After choosing the name, she signed the elf contract and looked at Sun Yan proudly.

But now, Xia Ling'er just wanted to pinch Lin Xiaoyu's neck and ask her to explain clearly.

Seeing the two apprentices staring at him, Lin Xiaoyu coughed dryly: "My grandfather originally gave the Fury of the Storm to his apprentice, but he was intercepted halfway by his master. Just now, while he was not at home... you know."

Sun Yan and Xia Ling'er looked at each other. No wonder the two little guys were thinking of running away as soon as they came out. That's why.

"Let me take the liberty to ask, who is your grandfather..."

"The only ancestor of the Xuanling Sect, a ninth-level elf envoy."