Miss Waste Chai is about to turn over: Concubine Phoenix Summoner

Chapter 5 Nanfeng Zihe
The center of Linglan Garden is the place with the most spiritual power, but there are no flowers here, just a table and five chairs, and the dishes on the table are ordinary people’s dishes, steaming, Very warm.

"Shaojue, he's still holding his younger sister when he's too old."

Seeing her second son holding Nan Fengqing's hand, Qing Ronglan, a beautiful woman sitting on a chair, smiled lovingly, but her tone was not reproachful.

"Qing'er is getting more and more beautiful," the beautiful woman praised with a smile, pulled Nanfeng Qing to sit beside her, and said helplessly, "What's the matter with your elder brother? My sister's birthday is not Come back sooner."

"Brother is obsessed with refining weapons, so it's human nature to be late." Nan Feng Shaojue said gently.

Qing Ronglan's eldest son, Nanfeng Zihe, is an out-and-out genius. He was born obsessed with refining weapons, and was accepted as a closed disciple by the master of Xianfengling. And precious, it is the target of all major forces.Moreover, Nanfeng Zihe contracted the summoning ring when he was five years old. The attribute is fire, and the talent is fire control. He is most suitable to become a craftsman.

The refiner, like the healer, is divided into four levels: elementary, intermediate, advanced, and holy.Nan Fengqing also simply understood these things.

"It seems that you don't have to wait for him to eat." The beautiful woman started to use her chopsticks, picked up some favorite dishes for Nan Fengqing and Nan Feng Shaojue, and then ate gracefully.

Eating in Linglan Garden is simply a very enjoyable thing. The breath is full of spiritual energy, the body and mind are happy, the mood is comfortable, and all the troubles are swept away.

After the three of them had dinner, Nanfeng Zihe came late. He was dressed in cool black clothes. He looked very similar to Nanfeng, but his facial features were more angular, his eyes were like eagles, his temperament was masculine, and he had a fiery look. With a warm breath and an extremely calm voice, "Mother, I'm sorry, I'm late."

"It's a good thing you know to come back." Qing Ronglan just smiled.

I remember that when Nan Fengqing had his first birthday, Nan Feng Zihe was refining the weapon. At that time, he had been refining the weapon until the third day. After a while, Qing Ronglan asked the housekeeper to bring back the comatose eldest son with a precious teleportation scroll, and after a brief visit to the healer, he asked the weak Nanfeng Zihe to attend Nanfengqing's birthday banquet. The eldest son was left to talk all night.

"I haven't seen you in a year. My little girl has grown up a lot." Nan Fengzihe's lips raised a nice smile, and his clear eyes were slightly dark red, but they returned to normal in an instant. Even so, Nan Fengqing still felt him The faint breath of fire element in the smile.

"Hello, big brother." Nan Fengqing greeted obediently.

"Why, it's been a long time since we saw each other and you've become strangers to big brother?" Nan Feng Zihe always inadvertently had a bit of enthusiasm and friendliness in his speech, which was easily contagious. He reached out and rubbed Nan Fengqing's hair , smiled indifferently: "Big brother will be assessed as a high-level craftsman in two months, and I will play with you every day then."

"Brother has improved so fast, it seems that I, the younger brother, have to work harder. Why don't you play with Qing'er?" Nanfeng Shaojue smiled jokingly.

"Qing'er was spoiled by you." Qing Ronglan said with a smile.

The four of them were talking and laughing for a walk in the garden. Not long after, Nan Feng Zihe patted Nan Feng Qing on the shoulder heartily, "Little sister, hurry up and make a contract. Brother believes you can do it."

In front of you is a contract platform surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers. The pure white contract platform has complicated patterns. There is a fragrant path leading directly to the contract platform in the sea of ​​flowers. The contract platform is about one meter high, and there is a silver-white ring on it. Surrounded by a sea of ​​flowers, it is particularly beautiful.

Nan Fengqing looked down at his left hand, there was already a dark blue ring on it, which was exquisitely carved with strange and beautiful graphics.

She raised her left hand and asked Qing Ronglan, "Mother, shall I make a contract?"

"Be brave. Go and try." Qing Ronglan encouraged.

"Mother, can't you see?" There was already a ring on her left hand.

"Little sister, what's wrong with you?" Nan Feng Zihe asked puzzled.

"Qing'er don't need to be nervous, just put your hand on the ring and say your name." Nanfeng Shaojue gave her a reassuring smile.

Nan Fengqing frowned and said nothing, so they couldn't see the dark blue ring.
No wonder the second brother didn't ask about the ring on his hand along the way, even his mother and elder brother didn't mention it. It's not that they didn't see it, but they couldn't see it.

After realizing this, Nan Fengqing walked towards the contract platform step by step. Behind her, mother, elder brother, and second elder brother all stood silently looking at her.

(End of this chapter)