Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 603 Conjuring Soul 2
Mu Changting pondered for a while, then looked at Feng Qingluo and asked, "How sure are you, Young Master?"

"Fifty percent."

Feng Qingluo said truthfully, because even the mother-in-law couldn't be sure whether the lost soul was scattered, or was it sleeping somewhere?
So she is not very sure, but she has to give it a try!

Mu Changting saw that she had a serious expression, her eyes were piercing, and her face was clear and bright, she didn't seem to be talking big or perfunctory at all.

He saw sincerity in her eyes.

"Okay, I wonder what the young master needs?"

Mu Changting was no longer suspicious and asked her about the things she used to summon her soul. Not only that, he also turned his head and gave Yan Zongli a look, telling him not to worry.

Yan Zongli originally wanted to dissuade them, but when he met Mu Changting's eyes, he didn't say much, but looked at them quietly.

Feng Qingluo replied: "I need this young master's date of birth, personal relics left by his loved ones, the blood of the two of you, and spirit flags, I will make a list for you of other things. "

"it is good."

Mu Changting nodded, and asked her to go into the room to write the list, and after the list was made, he handed it over to Xunfeng to do it.

Feng Qingluo sat at the table and counted the time for calling the soul.

Yan Zongli leaned in front of the door, looked at her serious face, but she looked good, he curled his lips and looked away, and listened to Feng Qingluo order him, "Come and help me grind ink."

"..."

This little liar still has an inch?Forget it, he endured it before he summoned his elder brother's soul!
Yan Zongli walked in bravely, stood at the desk and rubbed the ink for her, watching her draw some formations on the blank paper with the ink on the Langhao brush.

It's just that the painting is still in the past, even the handwriting, he really can't agree with it.

"It's the first time I've seen someone write such ugly words."

Yan Zongli laughed at her unkindly.

Feng Qingluo raised his eyes and glared at him, then looked at his handwriting, can this be her fault?How could she need to write with a brush in her era?
"If you don't speak, no one will treat you as dumb."

Feng Qingluo gritted her teeth and refuted him, then continued her work angrily, after a while she handed him the pen in her hand, and said with a cold face: "Your elder brother's birth date."

Yan Zongli raised his eyebrows, took the pen, wrote it down on a blank rice paper, and handed it to her.

Feng Qingluo took it and looked at it, and felt ashamed, no wonder this man dared to laugh at her ugly handwriting, because this man's handwriting is really beautiful.

As expected of the ancients.

After Feng Qingluo sighed for a while, he calmed down and calculated Ye Mingjue's birth date. This push did not matter, and she screamed in shock: "My God, this person's birth date is too expensive. Alright."

Judging from the horoscope, this person is absolutely extraordinary, and he must be the order of the emperor who rules the world in the future.

Feng Qingluo thinks that this is a pure gold thigh, but it's a pity that Aning hugged it, but it doesn't matter, as long as she hugs Aning's thigh tightly, she will enjoy the blessings in the future.

Seeing her surprised face, Yan Zongli snorted softly: "It seems that you do have some skills."

Feng Qingluo cast him a blank stare, and didn't bother to answer him, she put down Ye Mingjue's horoscope, and sighed: "Although the horoscope is good, it's just that the road to love is too rough."

It's a pity that she doesn't understand love, and she can't understand the life-and-death love between him and Aning.

If possible, she would rather not understand for the rest of her life.

　Yan Zongli: "Coincidentally, I don't want to understand, little goblin, does it seem that we still have common hobbies?" Qiqi: "..."

　　
　
(End of this chapter)