Chapter: 2770

After this period of "recording", her verbal address for someone has evolved from Gehrman Sparrow and Mister "World" to "that".

On the one hand, it is to show respect, on the other hand, it is to fear that someone will eavesdrop.

Hearing what his friend said, Xio glanced left and right, and asked a little confused: "Aren't you going to arrange a ceremony?"

She remembered that summoning the messenger required ritual.

"This is just one of the methods. The one asked me to use another." Forsi looked at her clothes, and found that she hadn't had time to change them last night, and she was already wrinkled from sleep.

Thinking of seeing the messenger later, she decided to pay attention to her appearance, hurried back to the bedroom on the second floor, and changed into a beige long dress with a ruffled collar.

Getting ready, she raised her right hand in front of Xio, and grabbed it forward, as if trying to squeeze something out of the air.

In her eyes, an illusory book was condensed and formed, flipped quickly, and stopped on one of the pages.

In the next second, her arm sank, and a figure was dragged out of the void.

This is Gehrman Sparrow wearing a half-height silk top hat and a black wool overcoat.


succeeded? This is the second time I've tried... I just tried yesterday and failed... Forsi's eyes widened suddenly, as if she wanted to accommodate more light and see more clearly.

She knew that what was summoned was an image from the pores of history, so she wasn't too nervous at this moment. On the contrary, Xio subconsciously held her breath and watched Gehrman Sparrow's projection warily, unable to tell whether it was real or not.

She still remembers the achievements of this crazy adventurer.

Forsi actually summoned Gehrman Sparrow? Shouldn't it be his messenger? Can Gehrman Sparrow come as a summoned object? One question after another popped up in Xio's mind.

Just when Forsi didn't know what to do next, Gehrman Sparrow's eyes turned slightly, and his eyes suddenly became agile, no longer dull and stagnant, giving people a feeling of coming alive a feeling of.

Immediately afterwards, he took out an exquisite silver-white harmonica, brought it to his mouth, and blew it.

There was no sound coming out, but the surroundings instantly became rather gloomy and cold, with gusts of piercing wind blowing.

Then, a lady wearing a gloomy and complicated long dress with four blond hair and red eyes came out of the void, and her eight eyes looked at Gehrman Sparrow at the same time.

Gehrman Sparrow nodded slightly, pointed at Forsi and said, "This lady needs to go to the depths of the spirit world to set up four special coordinates, please help her."

"Alright..." Reinette Tinekerr said with one of her heads bobbing up and down.

Gehrman Sparrow didn't say any more, as he approached the window, he made the glove on his left palm transparent.

His figure quickly disappeared and "teleported" out of the house.

Gone... Gone... The historical pore image I summoned just left by itself? Fors watched with her mouth slightly open, as if she was experiencing a farce.

According to her understanding, the summoned things should be able to be driven by herself, how could she leave by herself after explaining a word.

Could it be that the images in the historical pores have the same personality as the person... No, this is simply like the arrival of Gehrman Sparrow himself... Fors glanced at Xio and found that she was just as confused.

At this moment, Fors suddenly shuddered, as if some kind of extremely terrifying creature was following her.

She turned her head subconsciously, and found that Gehrman Sparrow's messenger was looking at her with eight red eyes, sizing it up carefully.

As scary as Gehrman Sparrow... Fors smiled and said: "... I'm sorry to trouble you."

At this time, Reinette Tinekerr's four blond-haired and red-eyed heads spoke one after another: "Need..." "Pay..." "Eight hundred..." "Gold coins..."

Also, there is still a fee? Fors opened her mouth slightly again, not knowing how to respond. JrNovels.com