Conjuring spirits is naturally not a problem for connoisseurs. The problem is only that the soul of the conjured person is trapped, how to find the soul of the other party.

Yan Mo sat beside Feng Ling, his gaze calmly sweeping over the blood-stained face.

She soaked a towel, gently helped Feng Ling wipe the stains off her face, and said slowly, "Even if you had other plans for adopting me at the beginning, but, over the years, you have nurtured me after all." I'll save you this time, let's be considered two clear. ”

After Yan Mo gently wiped Feng Ling's face, the scars on her face were miraculously healed.

After doing all this, Yan Mo reached out and pulled off a hair on Feng Ling's head, she gently pinched Feng Ling's hair, and was about to pinch the trick and cast a spell.

The phone rang tirelessly at this time.

Yan Mo's eyes swept towards the screen of his mobile phone, and he saw a string of unfamiliar numbers flashing on the screen.

Yan Mo squinted his eyes lightly and turned off his mobile phone directly.

It didn't matter who was calling, and now, what she had to do didn't need to be bothered in any way.

Yan Moping was calm, his mind was united, and there were yellow fireworks jumping on his fingertips, and Feng Ling's hair was immediately burned to ashes.

At the moment when the ashes dispersed, there seemed to be a gray line stretching out in front of Yan Mo's eyes.

Yan Mo got up and set up an enchantment in the room, and then chased him out along the line.

At the moment when Yan Mo got up to leave, Mu Jinxian also stood up abruptly and followed.

Few people know about Feng Ling's adoption of Yan Mo at the beginning. But later, Yan Mo was still attacked by those people, causing his soul to be scattered everywhere.

If it weren't for the foresight of Yan Mo's biological parents who had prepared hostels for Yan Mo everywhere, it was unknown whether Yan Mo could continue to live like this now.

Now, Yan Mo's soul has returned to its place, but I am afraid that those people before have begun to move again.

Yan Mo's situation is really not good now.

However, Yan Mo didn't listen to his persuasion, and he could only do his best to protect her.

Yan Mo chased the gray line all the way to an old unit building on the outskirts of the imperial capital, and the gray line slowly disappeared.

Yan Mo squinted his eyes slightly, the gray line was missing here, which meant that Feng Ling's soul should be near here.

Yan Mo's fingers pinched lightly, and his body entered a state of cautious alert.

Just when Yan Mo's whole person was ready to go, a sharp laugh suddenly came from the darkness, and the laughter directly penetrated the person's eardrum, making people feel irritated from the bottom of their hearts.

Yan Mo frowned, and his gaze swept around.

This laughter seems to come from all directions, stimulating people's brains and eardrums everywhere, and those with slightly worse concentration can be directly stimulated by this laughter to go crazy.

"It's ...... Magic sound pierces the ears! Mu Jinxian, who followed closely, had a solemn face and went to the same place with Yan Mo.

Piercing the ears with a magic sound?

As soon as you hear the name, you know that it is not a good thing.

Yan Mo snorted lightly, and the attack move that had been prepared for a long time came out in an instant, and attacked towards the place where the laughter was most concentrated in mid-air!

As soon as Yan Mo made a move, the laughter stopped abruptly.

A dark shadow fell out of the void.

The black shadow struggled to get up as soon as it fell to the ground, but just as his body moved, a petite foot had already stepped on his face.