Miss Eight Series Summoner

The black man's head opened his eyes round, and he was shocked when he looked at the beaten subordinates below.

She didn't expect that the girl didn't look very eye-catching, and the broken card in her hand would be so powerful. With just such a move, those tarot cards have harvested nearly half of his subordinates' lives. But soon the horrified expression on the face of the black man's head slowly dissipated, and he was replaced with a greedy face.

Since that card is so powerful, even though it is only a few cards, it is a trick that passes through the throat, a fatal blow, but it does not stain half of the blood, then why don't you take it as your own?

Bailigu Youxue and Feng Jiu couldn't figure out the meaning of the weird smile on the head and face of the man in black, so they both looked at him with vigilant eyes.

Generally speaking, when this time comes, they are not kneeling down and begging for mercy, they should also run away by crawling.

But the head in black did the opposite, not taking the usual path.

In the eyes of Bailigu Youxue and Feng Jiu, they must have a late move.

"You have already lost my spirit, and your spiritual power can't be recovered for a while. It's not impossible to want me to spare you, if it is..." The man in black paused when he said this. Looked mysteriously at Bailigu Youxue.

"Huh?" Bailigu Youxue raised her eyebrows with interest, and looked at the head of the man in black.

She was very interested. It was obvious that they were in a disadvantaged position now that they were in black, so they could say something extraordinary. At the same time, she also wanted to know what hole cards this group of people in black had yet to play.

Seeing Bailigu Youxue's appetite was provoked by what she thought, the head in black was overjoyed, but still tried to suppress the gushing excitement, pretending to look at Bailigu Youxue deeply, and said: "If it were you I'm willing to hand over the broken one you just used, uh, that tarot card to me obediently, and I will spare you a few lives."

"Puff! Hahaha..." The Pharaoh laughed suddenly, and covered his mouth with a cannibalistic gaze at the head of the man in black, "I won't laugh. But it shows that he is still laughing.

"This..." Bailigu Youxue frowned, her delicate face was full of entanglement and embarrassment, she lowered her head as if she was seriously thinking about whether or not to give this tarot card to the head in black.

Seeing Bailigu Youxue's serious thoughts, the head in black felt very happy when he thought that he might get the tarot card.

Only Feng Jiu shook his head, put his hands around his chest with interest, and looked down at Bailigu Youxue, who seemed to be contemplating seriously, with a chuckle overflowing from his mouth.

Others don't understand Bailigu Youxue, but that doesn't mean that he doesn't understand Bailigu Youxue either. Although Bailigu Youxue looks like a girl, God knows how old she is, her belly is black to the extreme.

Although looking at her now, it seems to be thinking about whether the tarot card should be given to the black man. However, Feng Jiu bet a hundred catties of Chinese cabbage, Bailigu Youxue is definitely trying to avenge the black head.

On the other side, Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye were also very fast, and within a while, they arrived at the Talisman Academy.

"Master, we are back." Feng Xi shouted while pushing open the door of Teacher Yaojun's room.

"Kissing little apprentice, you are back, are you going well all the way? Oh, you look thin." Teacher Yaojun held Feng Xi's arms, his eyes kept looking at Feng Xi, his expression distressed.