Miss Eight Series Summoner

Nothing can compare to the safety of the wind. Since it is a rush, there is no need to think about it.

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West continent.

The four of Feng Xi were wrapped in the magic mist and stood above the noisiest street, bowing their heads to watch the people coming and going below. From time to time, troops passed by, and there was tension in the imperial city.

"I was discovered after all." Feng Xi frowned, her expression unhappy.

The four of them used Ouyang's mother-in-law teaching method in the Western Continent and they moved quickly, and more and more national magic seeds were taken out.

But after all, they still underestimated the strength of the demons.

Three days ago, the Demon Race sent people to the Western Continent, but for some reason they discovered the Demon Seed.

The country from which the Demon Seed has been taken out has already understood what happened before. Although there are still some people who are worried that they will not be able to fight the Demon Clan, more people feel sad and indignant.

Two kinds of forces appeared in the Western Continent today. It is bound to eliminate the demons and join most countries in the alliance.

One is the few countries that have not had time to take out the demons and are still being persecuted by the demons.

Although this number is small, it is evenly matched with the other side because of the backing of the strong demons.

After discussing with them, Feng Xi decided to continue their previous plan to take out their magic seeds, but they didn't want to act so troublesome.

The imperial cities of these countries have long been heavily guarded, and even demons will appear from time to time, and even Fengxi can't handle them.

Jin Jiaye stood beside Feng Xi, stretched out her hand to embrace her, and said, "Don't worry, isn't it just a group of miscellaneous fish? It doesn't matter if you find it."

"That's right, Senior Sister, you see that we are standing in front of them right now, aren't they the same thing that they can't do with us? So we can follow the previous method..."

The Pharaoh was chattering, but before he finished speaking, he was greeted by Feng Xi.

"Have you forgotten the country last time? What was the result of running over in the middle of the night? He was guarded by two demons. What do you think we should do in that situation?" Speaking of this Fengxi, I feel depressed and useful. Is it so exaggerated?

It seems that the demons are really willing to spend their time for the Western Continent.

"What to do then?" Ouyang Long asked.

His country already belongs to the Alliance faction, but in the face of this kind of thing, he is still willing to stay by Feng Xi's side and can do his best.

"Or... let's go to war with the demons directly?" Pharaoh said with joy, "Look, now the two sides of the Western Continent are evenly matched, but if we help the alliance side, it must belong to the strong side.

When the time comes to fight, can't you just kill the Demon Race? "The more Pharaoh talked, the more excited he became, as if there was going to be a war next, there were all factors of restlessness in his bones.

Feng Xi glanced at him again and poured cold water on him: "What about the Eastern Continent Alliance?"

"Huh?" Pharaoh was taken aback and didn't react.

"A war here is bound to affect the previously planned alliance process, and we have to stay here. Is it for a Western Continent to ignore the war two years later? If it really starts, participate in the war. All of them are human beings, and those that are ultimately weakened are all human strengths."

Feng Xi spoke to Pharaoh of his analysis.

Pharaoh realized what a stupid mistake he had made, scratching his head embarrassedly, and rarely quieted down.