Miss Eight Series Summoner

There was a heavy push of the door, and Feng Xi and Bailigu Youxue stepped back together, a trace of vigilance appeared on the faces of both people.

Neither she nor Bailigu Youxue knocked on the door, so in other words, the door opened by herself, or in other words, the people inside opened it.

"come in."

A slightly familiar voice came, and Feng Xi and Bailigu Youxue looked at each other suspiciously, feeling a little familiar.

"This voice...how do I feel so familiar?" Bailigu Youxue frowned and thought for a long time, and said leisurely.

Feng Xi also nodded, and there was a touch of interest in the water. She seemed to have guessed who it was, but she didn't know if it was it.

Bailigu Youxue held her finger in place for a long time, but still didn't figure out who it was.

"Don't think about it, he used some voice-changing techniques, so it's hard to guess." Fengxi saw Bailigu Youxue still scratching her head, and chuckled, interrupting her thinking.

"Have you guessed who it is?" Bailigu Youxue's eyes suddenly flashed, her eyes gleaming.

Fengxi smiled without saying a word, and first walked through the door. Then the smile on the corner of her mouth even worsened, as she thought, it was this person.

"Fengxi, you haven't told me that this person is..." Bailigu Youxue chased after Fengxi into the room, but after seeing the person inside her mouth before she finished speaking, she stopped suddenly, and then again. Expressed his surprise with a higher decibel, "Feng Jiu!"

Feng Jiu, who was in the room, was also taken aback by Feng Xi and Bailigu Youxue. The feet that had been horizontally on the table were immediately put down, grabbing the mask on his face with one hand, and sighed, "That's amazing. I am wearing a mask, and you can all recognize me!"

"This is not the point, okay!" Bailigu Youxue walked around in front of Feng Jiu, looked at Feng Jiu in disbelief with her eyes, her tone sighed, "Are you from Qianli Pavilion?"

Feng Jiu raised his hand to cover his mouth, coughed a few times, and said solemnly: "Zi said, don't talk or talk."

"Don't say your big-headed ghost!" Bailigu Youxue picked up a thick book on the table and greeted Feng Jiu directly, "Hurry up and call it!"

Feng Jiu touched the place where his head was beaten by Bailigu Youxue, and he almost didn't spray out a mouthful of old blood: "This is my site. You are so arrogant. Is there any king?"

"Don't be poor, Feng Jiu, quickly tell us what's going on." Feng Xi observed the surrounding environment for a long time. Seeing that Feng Jiu and Bailigu Youxue were about to quarrel again, he stopped.

"In fact, I was originally a member of Qianli Pavilion, but you didn't know it." Feng Jiu said casually, sitting on the chair again, looking like an uncle, "Qianli Pavilion was originally a branch of teaching, but outsiders know it. It's less."

Bailigu Youxue snorted coldly, and looked for a chair to sit down. She stretched out her hand and poured a cup of tea to her mouth. She seemed to be thinking of something, then stopped her movements and looked at Feng Jiu: "Yes. Now, Feng Jiu, since you are from Qianli Pavilion, I can ask you something, right?"

Feng Jiu saw that Bailigu Youxue had something to ask him. He was very surprised, and teased, "Why, Miss Baili will have a day to ask others?"