Miss Eight Series Summoner

Is she the Lan Qingqing who killed the sixth-order swordsman?

How is this possible!

Lan Jiu passed this thought when he saw Feng Xi, but when he saw the spirit beast he was holding in Feng Xi's arms, his eyes finally flashed with killing intent.

Is that the cub of the white wolf that was passed down from their Lan family ancestor, who was in her hands?

The vengeance of murdering a girl made him feel heartbroken, and he almost couldn't wait to strangle the murderer who killed his daughter with his own hands.

"Are you Feng Xi?" Lan Jiu looked at him and fell on Feng Xi's body angrily.

Feng Xi was not surprised that this Lan family came to the door.

However, today is the day of the game. Calculating the time, it should be almost time for admission. It really didn't take long to deal with these people.

"Yes! I am Fengxi!" Fengxi glanced at that Lan Jiu, and said coldly.

Jin Jiaye's black eyes were deep, he glanced at that Lan for a long time, and then retracted his gaze lazily.

Late ninth stage.

And the guards he brought were all around rank seven or eight.

Looking at the entire continent, such a formation is indeed a master.

However, at this moment, in the eyes of Feng Xi and others, it is too much to look at, or maybe it is not in the eyes at all.

However, the silence and calmness of Feng Xi's people after they went out, in the eyes of these people, thought it was a sign of weakness.

"You actually admitted it, well, give you two choices, one is to go back to the Lan family with me and accept the punishment from our Lan family, and the other is to leave my life to me now." Lan Jiu stared at the wind. Waiting for someone, murderous flashes in the eyes.

The guards around were also under his words, and stared sharply at Fengxi, ready to take action at any time.

Hearing that, Pharaoh couldn't help laughing at first; "I said, who is your kid? Do you dare to give two choices without asking who we are? You are not afraid to laugh at others."

Lan Jiu heard the words, but his eyes sank coldly; "I don't care who you are, if you kill my daughter, you have to pay for my daughter's life."

Lan Qingqing is the descendant of their Lan family for hundreds of years, the best talent. It can almost be said that he is definitely a genius among geniuses. At a young age, he is not only a Tier 6 swordsman, but also a sword refiner. Alchemist, these three professions can be the same, absolutely unprecedented.

That means that the Lan family will be even higher in the near future.

However, at this moment, news of being killed came.

The entire Lan family was in turmoil, and even invited it out. The descendants of the Lan family, who had worshipped the Nine-Rank Alchemist as their teacher, postponed the competition time and waited for him to come.

"But how do I remember that your daughter was the first to provoke, and it was she who asked to sign a life and death agreement." Zuo Yufei folded his arms and looked at Lan Jiu with a smile, with the mockery in his eyes.

As soon as these words came out, it also showed that the behavior of the Lan family was extremely ignorant and demeanor.

You must know that signing a life and death agreement means whether you live or die, and you cannot settle accounts afterwards.

What's more, almost everyone in the city knew about that contract battle.

Now, the Lan family is still bringing people to the door, what is this? I'm afraid, everyone present is very clear.

Lan Jiu's expression sank ugly, his fists clenched; "It seems that you don't choose anymore. That's good, then I will choose for you."

When Shen Leng's voice fell, Lan Jiu made a gesture.

At that moment, the guards surrounded by "swipe", the gleaming long sword suddenly pulled out...