Reborn Ghost Cultivator

Chapter 48 Meeting (2)
Over the years, I don’t know if it’s because of practicing the nameless formula, her appearance has gradually deviated from the model of her previous life. Now, on this face, only three parts of Mo Qianyu’s shadow can be found, and the rest is seven parts. , more inherited from Song Ying.Perhaps because of the changes in mood and appearance in the past few years, she relaxed a lot in front of Feng Jiutian, more or less showing some of the temperament of her previous life.

The man on the opposite side had a cold face, with sharp edges and corners, and the narrow and long phoenix eyes were even more unreasonable. It seemed that he could not hold anything in his eyes, and it seemed that he could only hold the girl opposite him. He stretched out his hand , those white and slender fingers made the girl a little jealous.His fingers slowly approached the corner of Mo Qianluo's mouth, and gently wiped off the milk froth from the corner of her mouth. The girl opposite did not hide, as if she was used to this kind of thing.

"As long as you're happy." That voice, obviously lacking in warmth, made one sound a little doting.

"Well, Brother Feng, you have to cooperate with me when the time comes." Mo Qianluo squinted and smiled.

The guests at the nearby coffee tables covered their mouths one after another, with expressions of unbearable envy and jealousy in their eyes.

Oh my god, they are indeed recognized as the best couple on campus, this level of sweetness makes you sick of it.

As soon as the words were spoken, the door of the coffee shop opened, and another handsome guy came in. The handsome guy was dressed in casual clothes, and his face was still flushed after exercising, but his eyes were frighteningly bright. He glanced inside and was sure. On Mo Qianluo's side, he spread his legs and walked over quickly.

"Xiaoluo, Song, uh, nine days, long time no see." Song Qing suddenly changed his name after being used to it, which is really a bit unaccustomed.That's right, the person who came was Song Yi, the grown-up Song Yi, after speaking, he naturally sat by Feng Jiutian's side.

"You're really slow in coming." Mo Qianluo glanced at him and said disgustedly, but the corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed, and as she spoke, she cast a barrier around them.

"Who told you not to tell me clearly, and let me guess, or I'll be here early?" Song Yi didn't care, found a seat and sat down, and continued, "By the way, I brought you a gift. But I made it myself, unique." Song Yi took out the porcelain bottle and put it on the table.

"This is?" Mo Qianluo picked up a small porcelain bottle, unplugged it, and poured out a pill the size of a pea. On it, the smell of the medicine made people feel refreshed, "You made it?" ?”

"Of course." The young master of the Song family, who is usually not surprised, showed a smug expression, as if showing off his recent achievements to his friends, "I am now a yellow-rank alchemist, and I believe I will be promoted soon Xuanjie, when the time comes, I will be able to practice more pills."

Beside him, Feng Jiutian also stretched out his hand and picked up a pill, quite disgusted: "Tsk, is this level? Are you still showing off? Song Yi, you came back alive."

"What did you say?" This bird monster is really annoying as always, "It doesn't hurt your back to stand and talk, do you know how rare alchemists are nowadays?" Without materials, no matter how rich the theoretical knowledge is, it is impossible to become a true alchemist. Therefore, there are very few alchemists in the spiritual world now, and the most powerful ones are only in the late stage of the Xuan class. Offered like the ancestors.

"I don't know, but, after eight years of having the book that Xiao Luo gave you, it's still such an achievement, tsk..." This tsk is really meaningful, and you can see the veins on the forehead of the person next to you.

Mo Qianluo looked at the black line. It was obvious that these two people were fine when they didn't meet, and they cared about each other from time to time. When they met, they were like enemies. Forget it, the "surprise" prepared for Song Yi was still Don't go on, don't be surprised when the time comes.

"You two stop arguing."

"Hmph." Song Yi snorted unwillingly, turned his head, and ended the fight.

"Childish." Feng Jiutian glanced coldly and counterattacked.

"..." Hehe, do you still have the right to say that others are naive?

"Xiao Luo, grandpa said he wanted to meet you, why don't you go to my house for dinner today, and let other people know you two." Song Yi said.

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)