Miss Eight Series Summoner

She knew that the people in the White House couldn't just sit and wait for death so obediently, they would definitely do something.

But how could I give them a chance?

Taking advantage of the darkness, Feng Xi Shi Shiran landed in the courtyard of the Bai Mansion, Feng Xi looked at Bai Protector with cold eyes, and said nothing.

"Unexpectedly, you didn't call your master to help you? Hahaha!" Protector Bai looked at Feng Xi's back carefully, touched the beard on his lips, and laughed.

"White Guardian." Feng Xi faintly yelled, staring at the water eyes coldly as cold stars, coldly revealing the killing intent, "Just set the place of the martial arts competition in your martial arts training in the White House. How is the field?"

"Okay, of course it's good." To be able to compete on his own territory, Protector Bai was naturally desperate, and he responded with one bite.

After receiving the affirmation of Protector Bai, Feng Xi stopped dragging her toes, and flew up on her toes, but the blink of an eye disappeared in everyone's eyes.

When everyone from the Bai family arrived at the training ground, Feng Xi had already stood on the stage and waited.

The wind is standing proudly, and his red dress is blown by the evening breeze. Under the cool temperament, the alluring face is like a snow lotus growing on the top of a snow-capped mountain, beautiful and holy, but so unattainable.

The whole body exudes a stern chill, revealing a terrifying killing intent, holding a long whip formed by the elements in his hand, the chill under his eyes makes people shudder.

"Why, Protector Bai is scared?" Feng Xi's cold eyes flickered, and a sneered sneered on her mouth.

"Huh!" Protector Bai snorted coldly, waved his sleeves, and jumped to the martial arts stage.

"The law protector, the contest is the first!" The crowd was densely packed, all of them were people who supported the White House, and they were fanatically supporting the white protector.

"Let that windy woman, go to hell!"

"You see that she doesn't have a supporter over there, it's really laughable."

"Yes, yes, it must be because no one dared to support her."

Feng Xi's beautiful eyes turned slightly, and she swept over the chattering people off the stage, her beautiful face smiling like a flower.

The people in the audience shrank suddenly, and there was a slight chill on their backs. The smile is as gentle as jade, but it feels creepy.

"It's windy, we're here."

A familiar voice sounded, Feng Xi turned her head and found that, as she expected, the girl Bailigu Youxue would definitely come.

And not only Bailigu Youxue came alone, but also Nie Di and other members of the Qilin Society, the same group of people she had trained in the Baili family.

"Oh my God, aren't they, aren't they the new elites from our college?"

"Yeah, why did they come here?"

"Is it here to support that woman?"

Bailigu Youxue's words were all heard by Bailigu Youxue. Bailigu Youxue glanced at them with disdain, turned her head and looked at Fengxi, with a smile on her face: "Fengxi, we're here to cheer you on. !"

Feng Xi smiled helplessly: "Didn't you tell you not to come?"

"How can this be?" Bailigu Youxue said, shaking her head, "If we don't come, you will be fighting alone. We are here to tell you that you are not fighting alone."

"Can you start?" Feng Xi raised his head and glanced at the sky, his eyes were deep, his voice was vague, it seemed to be coming from afar.