Miss Eight Series Summoner

There has been no sound for a long time, the dust has not yet cleared away, and there are already curious people standing up excitedly, guessing who will win and who will lose.

The host is an old man. He has been wandering from the mainland to this place. He looks ugly because of the scar on his face. He was ignored by the queen. Fortunately, he married and had children. When his wife died, he sent his children to the mainland and stayed here. , Be an idle position.

The ring on weekdays is nothing more than a fist, at best, elemental collisions between elves, or battles between the butterfly tribesmen. There has been such a thrilling time before, seeing him, an elderly man, is very excited.

Amidst the dust, a pretty figure slowly stood up, her long hair spread out, motionless, an aura of looking at the world, spontaneously.

When the dust was completely dispersed, the black hair made Jin Jiaye instantly relieved.

Feng Xi is holding a long sword in his hand, and a faint light of thunder looms over it. The tip of the sword points directly at Kingdee’s throat. Kingdee is already defeated at this time. There is not much fabric at this time. At this time, it is even more difficult to cover the body. The blood spit out, the blood on the corners of the lips stained dust, how embarrassed.

"you lose."

Feng Xi chuckled, his hand loosened, the elements dissipated, and everything returned to peace, but Kingdee still had a lingering fear, only a little bit, the long sword that did not know when it was able to pierce her throat.

"I surrender……"

The voice was dry and hoarse for the rest of his life.

There was silence around, and there was a burst of cheers. The wind breathed a sigh of relief, waved to recall the Azure Dragon Soul, glanced at Kingdee, and pulled it up, with the light element in her hand, and healed the internal injuries shallowly, and she ignored the rest.

Turning to Jin Jiaye, his face is still cold, the hem of the dress is a little damaged, and most of the straight legs are like jade condensed fat, which are unattainable like an iceberg, but Jin Jiaye clearly sees that twin eyes that are as bright as stars. In, flashing pride.

Kingdee’s expression was complicated, and just standing still, some people quickly called a healer to come, and some took a robe to wrap her up, but her eyes never left the two of them, her fingers clasped hands stinging her Eyes.

"Princess, princess?"

The old man called carefully twice, Kingdee regained his senses, and faintly responded, and then walked into the house together. Now she is really not suitable for staying on the street anymore.

Jin Jiaye stopped suddenly, the wind was incomprehensible, and when he turned his head, the future and inquiries, an outer robe arrived on her body, with the remaining warmth of Jin Jiaye's body, wrapped her tightly, and the next step was The sky turned around for a while, and he subconsciously reached for the neck of the host, Jin Jiaye.

Feng Xi looked at his profile, his chin tightened, and seemed a little unhappy, pursing his lips and smiling.

It's just that the hem of the dress is torn. This ancient man is really feudal. Although he understands in his heart, he deliberately asks questions.

"what happened to you?"

Hearing Fengxi's question, Jin Jiaye lowered his head, his eyes were full of displeasure. Just now, those long legs were just exposed, and the woman came over without realizing it.

Feng Xi also had two bruises on her face, **** light overflowing, and blood stains on her body, all caused by the golden wings on Kingdee's back. Jin Jiaye's arms were tight and he didn't say a word, just holding Feng Xi quickly shuttled across the roof.

Feng Xi was helpless, so he let Jin Jiaye hold him. It was only at the last moment to hit the last layer of frost with the power of the elements. It really took some effort, but it was worth it to be able to discover the secret of dressing up the dreamland. .