Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Heng hesitated, and finally nodded, and said: "Then you are careful." After saying that, he ordered everyone: "Retreat!"

The remaining dozen or so mercenaries immediately gathered together and turned and left under the leadership of Feng Heng, but looked back at the remaining Feng Xi step by step, and their eyes could not hide the worship.

at this time.

Above the sky, a gloomy voice sounded abruptly, causing everyone's heart to sink, as if a heavy stone was directly pressing on their hearts.

"No one here today wants to leave."

Feng Xi screamed inwardly, and immediately winked at Jin Jiaye. Jin Jiaye moved directly to Feng Heng's side and looked around vigilantly.

I saw a strong wind around him, and in the misty woods just now, a lot of mist was blown away by the wind.

Immediately afterwards, deep in the jungle, a large cloud of pitch-black mist flickered faintly, like a thousand troops coming by the wind.

"Elder! It's an elder! Let go of me! Otherwise, the elder will not be able to spare you!" Feeling the aura in the black mist, Mochuang's eyes immediately restored his former arrogance.

Obviously he was still afraid of death just now, and now he grinned again.

"Elder?" Feng Xi's eyes were bitter, and his left hand stretched out and pinched Mochuang's neck.

Immediately after the figure moved, he flew directly to Jin Jiaye's side with the magic creation.

The two guarded Feng Heng from left to right, and a dozen mercenaries were behind them.

The black mist slowly shrouded in from the depths, and finally condensed into a darker mist in front of the dead demon slave corpses, like the substance, and finally condensed into a single figure.

The black robe, with intricate patterns on the robe, was a bit more gorgeous than the clothes worn by Mochuang.

When the figure appeared, Feng Xi couldn't help frowning.

She couldn't even feel the breath of the opponent, you know, she is the strength of Venerable Huayi at this time!

"Wind." A low voice came from the crowd.

The head under the hood of the robe slowly lifted up, revealing a handsome face, but this beauty was indescribably strange.

Feng Xi coldly watched her without speaking, but had not let go of the hand holding Mochuang. A long sword in Jin Jiaye's hand moved faintly forward, protecting everyone behind him.

"Elder Bai! Save me, Elder Bai!" Mochuang quickly shouted loudly when someone came to speak.

If Feng Xi observes carefully, he will find that Mochuang looks at this person's gaze, just like those mercenaries look at him, with incomparable reverence and madness.

Feng Xi didn't stop him, letting Mochuang scream.

Elder Bai's gaze swept across Mochuang, without a trace of waves in his eyes.

It wasn't until she looked towards Feng Xi that she squeezed out a smile, which looked very ugly on that handsome and weird face, and Feng Xi was sick and frowned without giving face.

"Miss Feng, our leader would like to ask, please take a look at my face and follow me." Elder Bai directly ignored the hostage Demon Chuang and said to Feng Xi.

"You must have heard what I said just now. Want to see me? Come and find me yourself!" Feng Xi's voice raised slightly and said unceremoniously.

"Why Miss Feng? I know you are strong, but what about your family? What about your people? And your friends? Can you guarantee that you can always protect their comfort?"