Dijun, your bride ran away again

Chapter 607 The Return of the Soul
Feng Qingluo came to the arranged magic circle, lit the candles around Ye Mingjue, and then looked at the man lying on the soft couch with his eyes closed and sleeping.

This appearance really doesn't match his character. Didn't it mean that the appearance of the ancients was against the sky?Why didn't she see one?

Feng Qingluo was puzzled, she shook her head, turned her gaze and walked to the sacrificial table.There are grains and livestock on the table, and the incense burner is filled with soul-inducing incense.

She stood quietly in front of the sacrificial table, closed her eyes and meditated. After the clock rang, Feng Qingluo opened her eyes. She lit the soul-inducing incense, and then began to practice.

Mu Changting and Yan Zongli waited outside the formation, watching Feng Qingluo as light as a swallow, as if she was dancing, she was wearing a white robe flying in the night wind, and when it got intense, all her black hair fell apart open.

"The soul is back, the soul is back."

Feng Qingluo danced while still muttering words.

At this moment, the surrounding wind suddenly became violent, the spirit flag was blown rustling, and the bell on the red rope jingled violently.

Yan Zongli felt the chilly wind around him, and it was terribly cold. He stared nervously at the person lying on the soft couch.

Such a violent wind, but the candles around Ye Mingjue were still burning, but the light of the candles changed from white to red just now, which was very weird.

As the fluctuating amplitude of the light breeze increased, the light of the spirit streamers, bells, and candles became more and more intense, and the bursts of noise were accompanied by a sound that resounded through the sky.

The ground under their feet seemed to tremble, and then a strange blue light fell from the night sky, falling straight into Ye Mingjue who was lying in the eyes.

The light at that moment shone on everyone and felt dazzling. They covered the light with their hands. Fortunately, the light passed by for a moment, and the movement around them also slowly stopped.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ye Mingjue, and everyone dared not show their nervous atmosphere.

Feng Qingluo was even more nervous than them, this was her first practice of invoking souls, whether she could be a qualified witch depends on tonight.

She didn't dare to blink her eyes, she just stared straight at Ye Mingjue, and saw the person on the soft couch move her fingers slightly, and her closed eyes suddenly opened.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Ye Mingjue sat up on the soft couch, then slowly raised his head to meet the wind's gaze, and then smiled with his lips curled up, a strange red flashed across his eyes.

The moment they looked at each other, Feng Qingluo was so frightened that his heart trembled, and he staggered back a step, this... this is not the soul of the original owner, she...she seems to have attracted something extraordinary!

"Big brother."

Yan Zongli was overjoyed, he only saw Ye Mingjue who woke up and sat up, but he didn't notice Feng Qingluo's changed face, he walked over quickly, hugged Ye Mingjue, and said with a sob: "Brother, you Finally awake?"

Ye Mingjue frowned, and unceremoniously threw the person in front of him away, and said in a cold voice with incomparable domineering arrogance: "Who are you? Are you worthy of being called my elder brother?"

Yan Zongli was unexpectedly pushed to the ground by him. He looked up at the man in front of him in surprise, wondering, "Brother, what's wrong with you? You don't know me anymore? I'm Yan Zongli!"

He hurriedly removed the disguise on his face, and looked at him with hope in his eyes: "Take a good look, I'm your younger brother."

Ye Mingjue glanced at Yan Zongli indifferently, then snorted coldly, turned his head away, and said in a faint voice, "I don't know you."

(End of this chapter)