Chapter 11 The waste material Fengluan is no more!

"Follow me, or die?"

The female ghost raised her head in pain and said tremblingly: "Why should I follow you." ”

"Follow me, I can make you stronger, let you get out of the shackles of this Manzhu Sahua, hurry up and choose. Feng Luan glanced at the female ghost lazily and said impatiently.

The female ghost, who was originally a little unwilling, flashed a flash of surprise in her eyes after hearing Feng Luan's words, knelt on the ground, and said without thinking: "Master, I am willing to follow you." ”

As soon as the female ghost's words were finished, Feng Luan's fingers loosened, and the aura was directed to the tips of her fingers, drawing void talismans in the air, and with her movements, Feng Luan's feet appeared a blood-red complex pattern, and when the pattern was fully formed, Feng Luan pointed her finger to the female ghost.

The female ghost kneeling on the ground, the body that had become illusory with the burning of Manzhu Sawa gradually became full again.

The female ghost who was originally bound in this sea of flowers, with Feng Luan's movements, she felt that the power that bound her disappeared, and raised her head excitedly.

"Thank you to the host for the new life. ”

When Feng Luan heard this, he bowed his head: "We have formed a master-servant contract, and there is no longer any restraint on you from this partial sea of flowers, so you can go with me." ”

Hearing this, the female ghost glanced at Feng Luan gratefully, nodded, and looked at the hairpin on Feng Luan's head, the red light flashed, and entered Feng Luan's hairpin.

"This, that's it??"

Nangong Yue was sitting on the flame lion with a long sword and kicking the skull, cold, the skull fell apart, and the petals that attacked them were gone, and the whole person was a little bad.

She hasn't had enough of that!!

When Feng Luan heard this, he twitched the corner of his mouth: "Otherwise, with the embroidered heart, let's leave quickly." ”

After speaking, without waiting for Nangong Yue to speak, he turned around and left directly.

Looking at Feng Luan's back, Nangong Yue almost didn't bare out of her eyes, when did Ah Luan become so powerful?

On the way back, Nangong Yue looked at Feng Luan with a pair of eyes, and she didn't make a sound, Feng Luan's brain hurt when she saw it, and she reached out and rubbed her forehead.

"What are you going to ask, ask. ”

"What the hell is that grim-faced thing??"

As soon as Feng Luan opened her mouth, Nangong Yue was afraid that she would regret it, so she asked.

"You said it was a ghost, so naturally it was a ghost. ”

"What?

Nangong Yue, who was sitting in the carriage, heard this, staggered, and almost didn't fall off the stool, her voice was raised a lot, and she opened her mouth in disbelief.

Feng Luan bowed his head and leaned on the carriage without making a sound.

Nangong Yue's whole person was a little bad, that is to say, what she just cut was not a strange beast, but a ghost? Thinking of this, her back was cold.

"You took that female ghost, are you a god? Don't you have no spiritual roots, oh my God!!

Nangong Yue, who had come back to her senses for a long time, asked in disbelief, looking at Feng Luan's eyes full of worship, Immortals, can you collect ghosts, why is Ah Luan so powerful.

Looking at Nangong Yue's appearance, Feng Luan couldn't help but hold his forehead: "If I were an immortal, I wouldn't have been an immortal a long time ago, what are you doing here." ”

"Just because I don't have a spiritual root doesn't mean I can't cultivate. ”

"From now on, that waste material Fengluan is gone!!"

In a word, it was loud, as if it was announcing, with innate confidence and unspeakable momentum, Nangong Yue on the side was stunned.

Luan, it's really changed.