Feng Yutian's gaze did not take his eyes off the screen: "You mean, she is the container I am looking for?"

Her voice was so soft that it was hard to hear her anger.

"Yes, yes, I have to say, your luck is really good!" The voice of the soul bell was extremely excited: "But why aren't you excited at all?"

The voice of the Dementor Bell was tinged with a hint of doubt.

At the moment, it is very puzzled.

It stands to reason that Feng Yutian has been thinking of ways to force it to go out, and now, since he has the opportunity to go out, in his imagination, even if Feng Yutian is not excited to dance, it should not be this pool of clear water, not happy or angry.

When Feng Yutian heard this, his brows furrowed slightly: "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" replied the Dementor Bell decisively, without hesitation.

Feng Yutian's brows furrowed even tighter: "Are you really sure?"

"Sure, yes, yes!" After replying to Feng Yutian's question again, the Dementor Bell seriously suspected that this Third Prince of Feng, in addition to his unpleasant temperament, was still a behind-the-ear!

It said it was all confirmed, and she asked it vigorously!

If it weren't for the fact that it was now under the control of others, it would not have bothered to pay attention to her.

Feng Yutian's brows had already twisted into a twisted shape: "Didn't you say that the container is difficult to find?"

"Yes, so, it's hard to find a container right now, and you naturally have to seize the opportunity. ”

"Didn't you say that my divine soul is extremely weak, and if I am not careful, I will be devoured by the primordial!"

"yes. "The Soul Bell doesn't understand, Feng Yutian doesn't need such a good chance to be reborn, what is there to rub against it here.

"Then how can you be sure that she is the container I am looking for?" As he spoke, Feng Yutian had already taken his eyes off the picture, raised his hand, and looked at the golden bell on his wrist.

Just now, Feng Yutian's gaze kept falling on that picture.

Therefore, the Soul Bell could not clearly see Feng Yutian's expression.

Right now, Feng Yutian was facing it, and it realized that Feng Yutian's frowning brow.

Now, the Dementor Bell was even more puzzled.

Even if you are not happy, you don't need to look bitter and hateful!

Just as it was about to complain a few words about Feng Yutian's expression at this moment, the low hum of the young man in the picture reached the ears of the soul bell.

The Dementor Bell subconsciously glanced at the picture, and the bloody and cruel scene made it feel a sense of displeasure in its heart.

According to the situation in front of him, the young man could only last half a cup of tea at most.

After half a cup of tea, even if Feng Yutian wanted to be reborn through her body, it was no longer possible.