Miss Eight Series Summoner

This scene completely stunned the people present, and then, the reaction was that extremely shocking and shocking.

"Sister Feng!" The man who had just been shot flying seemed to be squeezed back from the crowd. Seeing this scene, his eyes widened and exclaimed.

In a blink of an eye, I saw the man rushing towards Fengxi: "You let her go..."

The attack of the third-order pinnacle, Chao Fengxi immediately leaped to attack.

"He is quite infatuated with you." Feng Xi looked at Feng Qingxin teasingly, the smile on the corners of his mouth did not change, still making people so cold.

Feng Qingxin was in a terrible pain, with cold sweat on her forehead, so she could not faint by taking a big breath.

Hearing Feng Xi's voice, he raised his eyes slightly to look at the rushing man, but his eyes were not moved, but disdainful.

That man, if he had no family background, no more family background, no appearance, but this time he was tested for a pure body, and in her eyes he was just a dull man.

Feng Qixin naturally didn't miss the streamer that flashed through his eyes.

It seems that the man is destined to fail, but for a person like Feng Qingxin, a person with a pure body is indeed not suitable.

The attack of the third-order peak was almost thrown out in one hand.

It was just a light swipe like a flies, throwing off a Tier 3 peak, what level of strength did that reach?

Seeing Fengxi, everyone felt uneasy.

Feng Qingxin watched the man being thrown away for a while, angrily in her heart, the strength of the third-order peak was like **** before Feng Xi's eyes.

"The hospital, the dean..." Seeing that the man disappeared with a wave, I didn't count on him.

Feng Qingxin suddenly turned his head to look at Pharaoh, his face pale, and his voice trembled as if he asked for help.

When Pharaoh saw this, he was also a little surprised at first, but because of what he knew about his senior sister, killing her would definitely feel troublesome or dirty, and it would be impossible to kill him.

Of course, as the dean of the academy, under the sight of many students, it is naturally impossible for the academy to encounter such a situation without saving it. However, when Feng Qingxin came to see it, he still chose to turn a deaf ear.

This behavior of Pharaoh made many people puzzled.

But the next moment, everyone's attention turned to Feng Xi again.

"I'm treating you. You are crying like this, as if I'm bullying you, isn't it? My craftsmanship is not very good, and you feel that you are not conscious enough?"

As soon as Leng Ran's voice fell, I saw Feng Xi's expertise is expected to go deeper, the bleeding-stained sleeves of the wind, and the clothes of Feng's heart.

"what……"

Feng Qingxin's screams spread throughout the square, extremely crippling.

But it immediately caused dissatisfaction among many people.

The pain, the sharp pain, the clear conscious feeling of being inserted into the stomach and still stretching the paws in the stomach, makes Feng Qing's fear infinitely magnified: "Let me go, let me go..."

His voice trembled.

Fengxi outlines the corners of your mouth; "I haven't cured your stomachache, how can you let go? I still want to go up and see if I can catch your beating heart, and then take it out to see what color the heart is. , I remember someone said that ordinary people with bad intentions have black hearts. For you, I am quite curious whether it is black or not."

While talking, the hand moved up into her body.