Such a simple multiple-choice question, of course, you should choose C.

Qin Yun chose the third beast girl form without hesitation.

He pressed his finger and the embryo in the blue sphere began to quickly squirm and change its shape.

More than ten minutes later, the sphere broke and a transparent blue elf appeared in front of Qin Yun.

"Buyi! Buyi!"

The moment he saw Qin Yun, the blue death elf screamed a few times and flew backwards.

But he hit the coffin board and fell to the ground all of a sudden.

"Damn, cat ear girl?"

Seeing the appearance of this death elf, Qin Yun was shocked. It was almost exactly the same as he expected. It was really a cat-eared girl form?

He reached out to the death elf.

“Buyi Buyi!”

The elves with a pair of cats screamed two more times, but behind it was the coffin board, and there was no place to retreat.

"Take it here! You still want to escape!"

After capturing the death elf, Qin Yun felt as if he had held a handful of air.

This spirit-like elf has no weight, but can sense its existence. There is indeed such an area in this space occupied.

“It’s amazing.”

I pinched the death elf's face and felt soft.

"Buyi Buyi!" The elf's eyes were filled with fear, as if he was very afraid of Qin Yun.

"Oh, I almost forgot, I have to communicate with it first."

Seeing the other party's stimulating appearance, Qin Yun then remembered that he had the ability to communicate with the spirit body.

The book "The Book of Imperial Spirits" that I learned before played a role at this time.

Staring at the death elves, a dark light flowed out of Qin Yun's eyes and headed straight to the elf's head.

The elf who was struggling stopped struggling all of a sudden.

"Lord...Master?"

"Who is speaking?"

A voice appeared in Qin Yun's heart, and he was so scared that he looked around nervously, without a single person.

Since that's the case, the only one who spoke just now was this death elf.

"Why did you call me Master?"

The eyes of each person and the elf face each other, but communication does not depend on speaking up. Qin Yun realized that the time between him and the elf was relying on soul communication.

"If you summon me, you will naturally be my master. You didn't say a word before, and I thought you were a bad person."

The elf opened his big puzzled eyes and stared at Qin Yun curiously.

"Oh? Since you are my servant, then you should have a name, what should I call you?"

After hearing Qin Yun's words, the elf shook his head and continued to convey his thoughts: "Name? I don't have a name."

"Do you have no name? Then... Since you like Buyi Buyi's name, then call you Xiao Bu. How about it, do you like this name?" Qin Yun Chuannian said.

"It's fine if the master likes it, from now on I'll be Xiao Bu."

The death elf nodded, and the cat's ears on his head swayed around, and it could be seen that it liked the name.

"That's it. Now I'll ask you a question. Do you have any special abilities?"

"Does the master refer to a premonition of crisis?"

"What is that?"

"Probably, I can sense the dangers around me and give the owner an early warning." Xiao Bu answered truthfully.

"Then can you identify weapons or monsters' strength?" Qin Yun planned to ask clearly at one time.

"Well...well...this is...it should be possible!" Xiao Bu nodded with his big eyes.

"Oh? Then please help me identify this thing!"

After saying that, Qin Yun took out the Mingchen Sword and wandered in front of Xiao Bu.

I never thought that this action caused Xiao Bu's fierce reaction.

"Master! Take this thing away! This thing is very dangerous!" Xiao Bu shook his head frantically.

It is very dangerous. This is what his elves evaluates the Mingchen Sword.

At this time, Qin Yun had a new idea. He put away the Mingchen sword and planned to climb out of the grave and go outside.

"Master, please use your soul to brand me so that my master and I can communicate anytime, anywhere."

Xiao Bu said this.

Qin Yun was confused and imprinted? What kind of imprint? He can only manipulate his soul power to convey his thoughts, but how can he be imprinted?

As if seeing Qin Yun’s doubts, Xiao Bu continued: “As for branding, the master only needs to condense his soul power into a carving knife and carve any symbol on my forehead.”

After understanding the method of branding, Qin Yun frowned: "Use a knife to carve symbols on your forehead?"

"Uh-huh!"

"Will you not hurt then?"

"It will hurt, so your master must be fast, otherwise Xiao Bu may faint from pain."

After hearing Xiao Bu's words, Qin Yun was silent.

Any symbol means that it is OK to engrave a dot?

He retracted his soul power and cut off his soul thought state from Xiao Bu.

At this time, the death elf was no longer as panicked as before. He became very well-behaved, sitting in Qin Yun's palm waiting for the call.

"Condensed into a carving knife..."

Qin Yun concentrated on his mind and controlled the black soul power released from his head, wanting to condense it into a carving knife.

This is not a simple job.

In the first few times, just one prototype was formed and it collapsed and dispersed.

However, as he tried more and more, Qin Yun became more and more proficient. Gradually, he was able to use his soul power to form a carving knife.

But that wasn't enough, he had to polish the carving knife and make it sharp.

In this way, you can engrave the mark on the forehead of the small cloth as fast as possible.

Time passed minute by minute, and it was about to dawn in less than half an hour.

Qin Yun is still trying.

After countless times of pushing and starting over, he finally condensed a soul carving knife that looked extremely sharp.

When he was about to take action, he glanced at Xiaobu. Xiaobu just nodded, with some intentions in his eyes, but more of them obeyed.

He reached out his hand to protect the black small carving knife condensed from exhausting his mind. Qin Yun concentrated on it, manipulated the small carving knife, and moved to Xiaobu little by little.

As a death elf, Xiao Bu closed his eyes due to anxiety.

"It'll be fine in a moment, it won't hurt."

Operate the carving knife and slowly approach Xiaobu's forehead.

When the distance was less than a slight distance, Qin Yunxin made a move, and the sharp tip of the black soul carving knife stabbed directly on Xiaobu's forehead.

“Buyi Buyi!”

Xiao Bu let out a scream, but it was trying hard to endure it.

Qin Yun used all his energy to carve a magma-shaped pattern on Xiaobu's forehead.

This is the simplest pattern he can come up with.

If it is a little more complicated, Xiao Bu will really faint.

"Small cloth?"

"On! Master!"

Xiaobu opened his closed eyes. It was very happy that he could communicate with his master without barriers.

What’s even happier is Qin Yun, he can finally have a servant... a friend now.
Chapter completed!