Miss Eight Series Summoner

Before, if he hadn't seen it through, maybe the fox demon would have taken it somewhere.

His sense of direction has always been very good. According to the direction, he can still determine which position the position is in.

"Go, go and see."

After Feng Xi said, Pharaoh slowly walked back in the previous direction with a sense of direction.

Just like before, the more you head in that direction, the more dense the white mist around you, slowly, you can't even see clearly when you lower your head and even your feet.

"Pharaoh, move slowly, beware of traps." The spirit power spread by Fengxi was also blocked under this excessively thick white fog.

It was too dangerous to go forward in this way, so Feng Xi quickly reminded Pharaoh.

But her reminder just fell.

The Pharaoh who was walking suddenly groaned, his body seemed to be trampled in the air, and he fell suddenly.

Feng Xi couldn't see it, but reached out and grabbed it for the first time.

It seemed to be caught, and his body was heavy, and he was almost taken forward, but fortunately, the element of wind was wrapped up and quickly stabilized his body.

"Pharaoh, what's the matter?" Feng Xi asked hard, clutching Pharaoh's shoulder clothes.

Something is wrong, this gravity is by no means just a person's weight.

Pharaoh’s eyes were covered by a white mist, and he couldn’t see clearly, but he could clearly feel that he had just stepped empty, like a cliff. At the same time, his hands and feet were entangled in something, slippery and sticky. Just like the tongue, he kept pulling him down.

"It seems to be a cliff, and something sticking to the tongue is haunting me, pulling me down."

This feeling is really disgusting.

I can't see what's going on at all, and I can't help but feel very disturbed.

The wind that heard the words flashed by, and it was not foreseeable, and at this moment, she seemed to feel something sticky and slippery, winding up her hand, the pull of gravity was the source. On that thing.

"Sister, it's no good, let go, this kind of thing has been entangled up." Pharaoh was entangled all over, unable to move, but he could feel that the thing was entangled upward.

Feng Xi grabbed him, and if this went on, she would be entangled.

Feng Xi's face was ugly, and he didn't intend to let go of Pharaoh's hand, and the thing was also entangled upwards, trying to pull her down.

With the wind with a hand free, the element of fire hurriedly set off. In the vast white mist, the element of fire was illuminated, and finally vaguely saw what the thing was that wrapped her arm.

In an instant, Yun Wu felt a nausea in her heart.

earthworm?

But it's not, but something similar to an earthworm with a small needle-eye suction nozzle all over the body, sticky and slippery, and vomited out of that suction mouth.

It's disgusting, it's disgusting.

Looking at the things that still entangled her body little by little, I felt sick and sick on my back.

In an instant, the palm of her hand was wrapped with fire elements, and it struck the disgusting thing that entangled her arm in an instant.

"Zizi..."

A scorching squeaking noise suddenly emanated from the thing.

At the same time, the deepest part of the white mist filled with a sound like a baby crying...

The thing that entangled her arm also stopped, but it did not retreat.

The place where the flame touched was a piece of charred, emitting a strange smell, neither smelly nor fragrant, but there was a smell, and Fengxi couldn't tell what it was.