Miss Eight Series Summoner

When Zuo Yufei saw this, they couldn't help but glance at each other.

"Since I have come to the Demon Realm, the first thing is to find out the half soul of Jin Kaye." At this time, Jia Siyi suddenly said.

And Zuo Yufei on the side nodded in agreement; "Yes, anger will be born later. Now, let's find the way first, and then..."

However, before Zuo Yufei finished speaking, a black figure flew down in the air.

"There is a town in the southeast. Go faster. You can get there in about half an hour." Jin Jiaye's voice came from under the black yarn.

"Okay, then let's go quickly and try our best to arrive before dark." Zuo Yufei urged at this moment.

Although several people do not understand, why Zuo Yufei seems to be so anxious.

However, when a few people knew the direction, they naturally speeded up and walked toward the southeast.

However, just after a few people walked for a stick of incense, they seemed to gradually feel that the gloomy weather in the sky began to become darker and darker.

The dark clouds also suddenly surging and densely covered, as if another heavy rain is about to come.

"No, this speed is too slow, Jin Jiaye, Bai Yu, we are one by one, we have to hurry to the town before dark." Zuo Yufei of this matter, feeling the change in the sky, could not help Frowned and said.

Hei Wing spread out, intending to grab it towards Fengxi.

However, the black figure took a step forward.

Seeing this, Zuo Yufei saw a pity in his eyes, but he quickly grabbed the nearest pharaoh and flew into the air immediately.

Seeing him in such a hurry, the few people behind, the natural movements are not slow.

Feeling that his arm was grasped by the cool hand again, he turned his head to meet the man covered in black gauze, frowned in wind, but he remained silent in the end.

Soon, in the sky that was getting darker and darker, several figures quickly flew up and headed towards a town in the southeast direction.

However, a few people still didn't have time to rush to the town, and in the dark sky, little black soft things gradually fell.

It looks like black cotton, something like snow.

"What are these things? It's soft, just like clouds, it's fun." The pharaoh, who was held by Zuo Yufei, looked at the black dots falling in the air like a drizzle.

Quite novel.

This way, I have never seen it before.

But his hand just caught the black soft snow falling in the air. When he squeezed it, Zuo Yufei suddenly shouted in an angry voice; "Old man, that's the black snow that is produced after the Demon World enters the night. I don't want my hands to rot, it's best. Don't touch

As soon as Pharaoh heard this, his curious expression suddenly stiffened, and then he patted his hands quickly, throwing away the little black snow he had received.

At this moment, I seemed to notice that there was a slight red trace on the fingers that he had just pinched to play with the black snow.

It's like a feeling of being burned by something, but it doesn't feel at all.

"Why didn't you say it earlier! Senior sister, you have to be careful." Pharaoh suddenly yelled at the Fengxi people who came behind him.