The Might of a Demon Pet. "Master, you go first. Now and today is the time for this hound to throw away its head and spill its hot blood for you. This hound will never let you down, Master. I will be loyal and devoted to the end.
Even if I am buried here now and today, I must still help Master stop this Hundred-Eyed Devil Lord outright. Only then can Master feel at ease.
Master, this hound's loyalty to you is truly wholehearted. Truly."
The Hellhound kept speaking, looking as if even its tears were about to spill out.
At this moment, even Qin Jiuge would probably have to praise it for its superb acting.
He and the Hellhound before him had signed a contract, and they were indeed master and servant in the truest sense. But how long had the two of them known each other? Long enough for such deep feelings?
Naturally, there was no way Qin Jiuge would easily believe it. It was far too unconvincing.
"It's just one little Hundred-Eyed Devil Lord. If I really left, that would truly be letting down a little wolfdog like you. Enough. No need to stand here and keep putting on an act. Your master is fine."
Qin Jiuge continued speaking.
The azure Ghost Soul Blade in his hand naturally surfaced once more, strand by strand.
Then he began to strike in earnest here, and his speed was not low in the slightest.
Very quickly, the Hundred-Eyed Devil Lord before him could not help revealing an excited posture. He waved his fists and shouted, "Happy, I'm really so happy, so happy! I have a fun toy now! So many knives glowing with azure light. They must be very fun."
"That depends on whether a little man like you can