Chapter 502: The Art of Conjuring Spirits
At this moment, an elegant male voice came: "My person is injured, how can I be missing"
An evil and peerless figure came into view, it was Murong Yan, Liu Lianyi saw a trace of joy emerging from the bottom of his heart, and the surface was still light and light.
"Yan, why are you here?"
Murong Yan's eyes met Mo Tiange, who was sitting in the middle, and for a moment, the eyes of the two intersected in one place, and the sparks splashed wonderfully, as if they had fought thousands of times.
At this time, Murong Yan's face was stained with a layer of frost, cold and cold, and he spoke lightly, although his tone was light, the coldness in his voice could completely make people feel cold: "I have heard that you are Mo Tingge, a friend of Liu Lianyi's childhood sweetheart." β
Not to be outdone, a cold light flashed in Mo Qingge's eyes, and he said with a smile: "But not only that, I also have a marriage contract with Ripples, but she may not have told you"
Murong Yan's palms in his sleeves were clenched into fists, and he pinched them tightly in his palms, his face was as black as ink, and his eyes could breathe flames, but his noble and decent cultivation did not make him take any action after all.
Is this man jealous?
Mo Tingge didn't look at him, he lowered his head like the arrogant snow lotus on the top of the snow mountain, noble and holy, he was cold and noble and holy, this kind of coldness is different from Murong Yan's coldness, Murong Yan's coldness mostly comes from his own domineering, and Mo Tingge seems to be innate.
Both of them were shocked in their hearts, and there was some admiration in their hearts, and the atmosphere in the room was very depressing, dead and silent.
"Haven't you started yet," Liu Lianyi's words broke the silence.
"Of course we have to start" Mo Tingge sat cross-legged and drove the spell.
Sure enough, his current aura is very powerful, indescribably powerful.
Suddenly, Liu Ripple seemed to see his Yuan Shen rush out of his body, and his overwhelming silver hair fluttered down, as if he could destroy the world.
Is he already so powerful Liu Lianyi couldn't help but sigh in his heart, it seemed that he had reached the spirit master level.
And his spiritual power is still only at the stage of the third grade of the spirit, and the gap between them has become so big
It seems that I need to work hard, and I will be thrown farther and farther away in the long run.
Mo Tingge said to Liu Lianyi using the method of sound transmission: "Ripples, focus on the spirit, or I won't be able to cast a spell." β
"Good" Liu Lianyi had to concentrate and protect the Fa.
After three or four hours, Mo Tilt finally finished casting the spell, and he exhaled lightly and withdrew his spiritual power.
Feng Xing also suddenly spit out a mouthful of black blood, his body was still weak, but his spirit was much better than before.
He was busy struggling, and he knelt down to thank Mo Qingge: "Thank you for saving me." β
"You don't have to thank me, just thank her if you want to thank her" After saying that, he turned his obsidian-like shining eyes towards the willow ripples, and the clear and delicate eyes carried a faint melancholy and affection, so moving, like rippling light waves.
Fengxing had to worship again, Liu Lianyi grabbed him and ordered: "Good life and nurturing is, what is it to do this"
Mo Tiange turned his head to look at her, his eyes were bright and dazzling.
Murong Yan hurriedly pulled her behind his back, signaling not to let her talk to him.
Liu Lianyi bit her lower lip, this man's qi is too small.
Murong Yan snorted coldly, and said as he walked out with his hand: "I still have something to do, go first and accompany less."
After saying that, she kept handing over her eyes, and Liu Lianyi was helpless, so she had to follow her out.
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