Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi shook her head slowly, sighed lightly, and then a curved corner of her mouth, with a little joking: "Oh? If that's the case, then I'm not welcome."

Feng Xi's body swayed towards her body, and it was able to escape the palm of the egret. Her right hand grabbed the egret's arm, gave a chuckle, lifted her right leg up, and pressed the egret's arm severely. Go down.

"Ah!" Egret screamed, and quickly retracted his right hand, a painful expression floated on his face stained with a little dust.

"Oh, I'm so embarrassed, I almost broke your hand." Feng Xi looked at Egret's arm with a little embarrassment. Although she said sorry, her face looked completely. There is no trace of sorry.

Egret naturally understood what Feng Xi meant, endured the pain in his heart, bit his lower lip, stretched out his left hand without hands, and relaunched the offensive.

Although Feng Xi has a relaxed smile on her face, the caution in her heart has not diminished at all. She knows very well that when a person's heart is filled with monstrous hatred, the potential will be stimulated.

Just like the current Egret, Bai Hufa is her spiritual support, and she is her only relative in this world. But he was easily killed by himself, although the final fatal blow was done by the dementor, but he also killed the guardian Bai indirectly.

Therefore, Feng Xi can guess the feeling of the egret now.

"Drink!" The Egret waved his palm and struck towards Feng Xi's chest, with a decisive expression on his face, as if you were dead or alive.

Feng Xi pursed her lips, put away the smile on her face, and began to take this fight with Egret seriously.

Seeing the palm of the egret attacking her chest, Feng Xi took out her right hand calmly, and easily covered the egret’s arm, and waved her left hand upwards. The left and right hands clamped the egret’s left hand. Turning in the air, the egret turned 360 degrees, and then slapped it on the ground fiercely, raising a cloud of dust.

"Senior Sister is mighty!" Pharaoh yelled, his eyes flashed with excitement.

Feng Xi stood up from the floor, patted the dust in his hands, and walked slowly in front of the egret lying on the floor.

The Egret was lying on the floor, holding back the blood surging up from his chest. As soon as the Egret raised his head, he saw a pair of familiar shoes.

Looking up again, Feng Xi squatted in front of her and looked at herself, and stretched out a hand to pull herself up.

"Get away!" The Egret waved Fengxi away from Fengxi's right hand. He barely suppressed the pain and staggered to his feet.

Feng Xi raised his eyebrows slightly, retracted his right hand, stood up again, quietly watching the white egret's body swayed a few times, it seemed to be unstable.

"Still?" Feng Xi put his hands around her chest, raised her chin towards the egret in front of him, and asked.

"Nonsense!" The Egret's tone was still so aggressive, and he looked at Fengxi uninhibitedly, and said, "It's not you who died today, or I died!"

"Very good, I appreciate your attitude." Bailigu Youxue patted her hand, gave the egret a round of applause, and looked towards Fengxi, and said, "Fengxi, go up Well, no need to be soft-hearted."