Miss Eight Series Summoner

"It seems that this is the only way for us to go out. No one in Qiongyuan has ever been able to go out. We can only try what they say." Feng Jiu leaned over to Feng Xi's side and explained his thoughts to Feng Xi. Xi they listen.

"I just don't know what kind of game Jiuying is talking about?" Feng Xi glanced at them with some worry. She herself was not worried, mainly because of the safety of the others.

Bailigu Youxue patted Fengxi's shoulder with encouragement: "Don't worry, we will all protect ourselves."

Feng Jiu and Jin Jiaye both nodded their heads, the wind paused, and finally nodded in compromise. Turning his head to look at Jiuying and said, "I agree with your approach. We will play games with you."

Although Egret didn't want to follow Feng Xi's command at this time, she had to agree to Jiuying's conditions. Because now there is no way to escape from poverty with her alone ability, so she can only use Jiuying's powerful strength to send her out.

After hearing Fengxi's answer, Jiuying was obviously very excited: "Gluck, okay, let's play the game now, cluck!"

Before Feng Xi had time to say something to other people, he felt that the sky was spinning, and the scenery in front of him instantly changed from a wasteland to a green area. It was obviously not a poor place anymore.

"Gluck, let's play the game of looking at poetry and drawing pictures, cluck!" Jiuying's head appeared not far in front of him, looking at Fengxi with a grin.

Feng Xi nodded, and a poem immediately appeared in front of him: The unmanned boat on the wild crossing is arrogant.

"Let me draw a picture based on this poem?" Feng Xi asked suspiciously, looking at the four treasures of the study and the poem that suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Gluck, that's right, if you can't draw what I want, cluck, you will die." Jiuying looked at Feng Xi confidently, as if he was determined that Feng Xi couldn't draw it.

Feng Xi's mouth twitched slightly, her eyebrows were slightly raised, and a smile appeared: "Limited time?"

"Hey, if you can't do it, just say it, I'm so kind, I will slap you to death directly, chuckle." Jiu Ying looked at Fengxi arrogantly.

Feng Xi's mouth pursed a smile, stretched out her slender hand, picked up the wolf hair brush in front of him, thought a little, and swiped it directly, and within a quarter of an hour, a painting was finished.

"Accept it." Feng Xi gently placed the brush in his hand on the side, patted his palm, and his eyes sparkled.

Jiuying was about to sleep with his head tilted, but before he closed his eyes, he heard Feng Xi say that he had finished writing.

Suddenly, Jiuying leaned his head to Feng Xi's side in disbelief, and saw a very delicate painting.

Jiuying’s title is "The Unmanned Boat on the Wild Ferry", and Fengxi’s painting shows a boat on it. On the bow of the boat lies a ferryman, blowing his hands comfortably. Leaves.

The surrounding area was desolate, and no one passed by.

"Wonderful, it's really wonderful! Cuckold!" Jiu Ying looked at Feng Xi in admiration, and the words of appreciation in his mouth were endless.

"So?" Feng Xi raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Jiu Ying diagonally.

With a piece of jade in his mouth, Jiu Ying ran into Feng Xi's arms, his huge eyes smiled into a flower: "Gluck, which buddy are you going to find?"