My System Is Three Thousand Years Early-Chapter 816 - 246 The Master Has Become Like This, Not Much Different from Me (Please Subscribe)

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Chapter 816: Chapter 246 The Master Has Become Like This, Not Much Different from Me (Please Subscribe)

Erlang Shen, Yang Jian was extremely angry as he questioned out loud, utterly unable to comprehend why he could be controlled by a slightly gray master-servant seal!

Erlang Shen, Yang Jian was even less able to understand.

How could Cheng Guang, who seemed so exceedingly ordinary, if it were his past life, would not even be able to touch his toes, possess such capabilities…?

It was just a slightly gray master-servant seal that had already been cast.

Yet it could still be split apart!

Even!!

Just half of a slightly gray master-servant seal.

He couldn’t even resist it at all!

What kind of tactic was this??

What kind of layout was this.

Regardless, in Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s eyes, that slightly gray master-servant seal definitely wasn’t something an ordinary person could cast.

So…

Not far away, the seemingly harmless Cheng Guang, the Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, might very well be some existence he didn’t know, or perhaps, a piece set in plain sight by some entity.

The main purpose was still to control him!!

Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, in just an instant, had already concocted an entire epic tale in his mind.

And while Erlang Shen, Yang Jian was extremely angry, feeling he had been duped by some unknown existence.

Under Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s watchful eye.

Cheng Guang was still a bit bewildered.

Out of the blue, Erlang Shen, Yang Jian had simply acknowledged Cheng Guang as his master.

This was simply…

A cow riding a rocket.

At this time, Cheng Guang could clearly feel, when the slightly gray master-servant seal was imprinted within Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s Primordial Spirit.

He could also sense Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s existence.

As if a thin, barely there thread had connected him to Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

Before this.

Such a feeling, it was always Black Cub who had it.

Yet now, Cheng Guang could feel the same sensation from Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

With a peculiar expression on his face, Cheng Guang said tentatively to the furious Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

“Kneel.”

As soon as Cheng Guang’s voice fell.

Bang!!!

Erlang Shen, Yang Jian knelt down on both knees without the slightest hesitation.

If the expression on Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s face could be described with a color, it was only a kaleidoscope of black.

Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s eyes were wide open, his face that had been slightly handsome before was now completely twisted.

Staring intently at Cheng Guang.

Even though Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s heart was full of anger, he still did not dare to show any dissatisfaction towards Cheng Guang.

As long as he harbored any dissatisfaction towards Cheng Guang, there was no need for Cheng Guang to utter a word of punishment, Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s mind and spirit would condemn himself.

He would even hate himself for not giving himself a few hard slaps.

Seeing Erlang Shen, Yang Jian kneel down so decisively, Cheng Guang no longer cared about the coal-black face of Erlang Shen, Yang Jian at this time.

After all, Erlang Shen, Yang Jian truly had capsized in the gutter this time.

The system had helped Black Cub to acknowledge its master, and Cheng Guang hadn’t expected it to be of use at a time like this.

At the same time, the master-servant seal that the system had planted on Black Cub was not so easy to remove.

Unless Cheng Guang was willing, at this time, even Erlang Shen, Yang Jian probably couldn’t get rid of it.

Not only could Erlang Shen, Yang Jian not get rid of it, but he was also implicated by the slightly gray master-servant seal.

He too had been marked by the slightly gray master-servant seal.

His entire person had fallen into the same plight as Black Cub.

Speaking of which…

“If Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s cultivation level and strength were to return to his peak in the future, would he still have the chance to break this master-servant seal?”

“If it was broken at that time, wouldn’t I be in big trouble?”

“Can my cultivation speed keep up with the pace of Erlang Shen, Yang Jian’s improvement?”

Cheng Guang muttered to himself, still somewhat unsure.

While Cheng Guang was deep in thoughts, his gaze flickering uncertainly,

Ning Qianxue was also deeply shocked by Cheng Guang.

This Town-Nation Duke’s Heir, Cheng Guang, had simply uttered a sentence.

“Kneel.”

And Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, who had once been the first god of war of the Heavenly Court, knelt down without any hesitation.

What exactly had happened to True Lord Erlang, who was once the first god of war of the Heavenly Court?

Why suddenly was he obeying the Princely Heir’s words?

Ning Qianxue didn’t know about the existence of the system, nor was she aware of Cheng Guang’s methods, and likewise, she didn’t realize that Black Cub, the reincarnation of Roaring Celestial Dog, had been marked by the slightly gray master-servant seal on its Primordial Spirit by the system early on.

Therefore, she couldn’t understand at all why Erlang Shen, Yang Jian had suddenly ended up like this.

It was not only Ning Qianxue who was shocked, but Black Cub was also terribly frightened.

“It’s over…”

“It’s over…”

Black Cub’s limbs suddenly went soft, and he collapsed on the ground, looking helplessly at the kneeling Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

“My master has become like this, not much different from me…”

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“What kind of tactics does the Princely Heir possess?”

“He definitely isn’t a simple or ordinary existence!!”

Black Cub wasn’t very foolish; in just an instant, he had thought of many possibilities.

In a certain sense, he had come to the same conclusion as Erlang Shen, Yang Jian.

But the more Black Cub thought, the further he was from the truth.

Cheng Guang’s gaze fell upon Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, who was kneeling on the ground, looking at the ink-black face of Erlang Shen, Yang Jian, which was pale in comparison to Black Cub’s by not so much, and he couldn’t help but feel the urge to laugh.