While he was in a daze, Huo Ling quickly escaped from Mo Chen's grasp.
It struck towards Muran's forehead very quickly.
Mo Chen didn't stop him.
The boy with flaming long hair melted directly into Muran's forehead with burning flames.
Mu Ran only felt that his forehead was burning hot, and a small figure appeared little by little in his dark vision.
A small person, only seven inches in size, with fear and panic in his eyes: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooish
The villain sat limply on the dark flat ground and wept.
Mu Ran looked at him in a daze.
Just now, his consciousness was connected with this little boy, and he is now the owner of this inexplicable little thing.
The sick and weak young man, because of Huo Ling's active contract, his appearance has changed.
In the center of the white and clean forehead, a small flame mark appeared.
The flame is a red pattern.
The white, almost glowing, frail and pale man, with such a logo suddenly appearing on his forehead, added a touch of aura to him.
It also adds a different beauty, with traces of unintentional charm, which makes people dazzled.
Mo Chen followed his heart, raised his finger, and stroked the line on his forehead.
Mu Ran raised his head slightly.
With a pale face like cicada's wings, the curly and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, with a little doubt.
The lips as warm and weak as plum blossoms moved slightly: "Mochen?"
Mo Chen's heart trembled, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, making a "hmm".
His hand did not leave Mu Ran's forehead, but was still stroking gently.
Slightly cool touch, rubbing against the forehead.
The little man in the dark was still sobbing in fear, as if he almost died.
Mu Ran didn't know what happened, he asked: "Mo Chen, is there something on my head?"
"Yes." Mo Chen replied, still stroking with his hand.
But he didn't tell Mu Ran what it was.
That way made Mu Ran wonder if he wanted to find some gold on his own head.
Mu Ran didn't hold back and said, "What's there?"
Mo Chen was finally willing to take his hand away.
In fact, what he wants to touch more is the eyes, the bridge of the nose, and the beautiful lips of the person in front of him.
Mo Chen: "A pattern in the shape of a flame."
Hearing this, Mu Ran was even more confused.
Seeing his appearance, Mo Chen knew that Mu Ran didn't know what it was.
He explained it to him thoughtfully.
Some cold voice, talking about popular science.
The voice is pleasant, like ice water melting from a snow mountain, cool, but not biting: "You have signed a contract with the fire spirit."
Mo Chen: "You should be able to see the appearance of that fire spirit. Although his level is a bit low, he can still help you."
After the words fell, Mo Chen thought of the way Mu Ran had just drawn the spell, and said, "You can try to use your spiritual power to draw what you just drew."
At the end, Mo Chen seemed a little uneasy and said: "That fire spirit has signed a contract with you, so he must obey your orders. If he does something that is not good for you, tell me. I will help you Get rid of him."
It is not difficult to understand what "get rid of" means.
Mu Ran drew his lips: "Mo Chen, you are really a good person."
Mo Chen, who was told to be a good person again, became in a good mood for no reason: "Yeah."
After the response, his figure disappeared.
As everyone knows, in front of Mu Ran's dark eyes, the fire spirit is hopping and speaking ill of him. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com