Miss Eight Series Summoner

What Feng Jiu didn't know was that his unintentional guess turned out to be correct.

"Hey, I said, how long will you keep us closed?" The Pharaoh shook the closed door and said to the black-clothed human who guarded them outside. "You also take away my uncle's unicorn. What do you want?"

Secretary Jia stared at the man in black coldly and said nothing.

The man in black looked straight ahead, turning a deaf ear to Pharaoh's words, as if he hadn't heard anything, motionless like a statue.

"Pharaoh."

Jia Si suddenly called to him and called Pharaoh to his side.

"Really, how long have we been locked up here? I don't even know who they are..." The Pharaoh mumbled and walked to the side of Jia Si and raised his chin at him, "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember how we got here?" Jia Si looked at Pharaoh with a serious face.

When the pharaoh heard the question asked by Division A, he was stunned at first, and then he patted his thigh, and filled with indignation: "Remember, why don't you remember!" He drank the cup of tea in front of Division A. As soon as I was about to go out to find someone, I was knocked out before I got out of the confines of the Holy Spirit Academy, and I would wake up here."

When Jia Si heard what Pharaoh said, he lowered his head and touched his chin, as if thinking about something.

"What's the matter, is there a problem?" Pharaoh looked at Jia Si in a dazed question.

As soon as he raised his hand and poured a cup of tea again, he was speechless and looked at Pharaoh meaningfully: "Don't you think something is wrong?"

"such as?"

"The clothes of these men in black are all embroidered with red lotus." Jia Si lowered his voice and paid close attention to the outside. "Also, I heard a man in black discussing something the other day. The leader is plundered."

"The leader?" Pharaoh was shocked, "Could it be..."

He didn't finish speaking, but as soon as he knew what Pharaoh hadn't finished speaking, he nodded his head: "It may be the leader we know."

Pharaoh twitched his mouth, as if unable to digest the news at once.

"Wait a minute, then what did they looted us for?" Pharaoh suddenly became excited, "We have neither money nor power."

Jia Si lowered his eyelids: "The wind is coming."

"Fengxi?" Pharaoh waved his hand. "What's the matter with Fengxi... Wait a minute, could it be..." Before finishing speaking, Pharaoh seemed to think of something suddenly, and turned to look at Jia Siyi in shock.

"These people of the Red Lotus Cult may have come against Fengxi." Jia Shiyi seriously analyzed, "After all, if Fengxi knew that we were kidnapped, according to her character, she would definitely come to save us. of."

"Then, then they took my unicorn pendant for this purpose?" Pharaoh turned around, his face could not hide his excitement.

"Of course, this is just my guess." Secretary Jia said lightly, shook the tea in his hand, and drank it.

In a trance, a red shadow fluttered down from the roof, and steadily fell on the chair facing him. This set of actions was smooth and flowing, without the slightest sluggishness, but it was completed in a blink of an eye.

"Your mind turns fast." The visitor wore fiery red clothes, covered with a red gauze covering his beautiful face. Although his voice was not as clear and pleasant as a normal woman, it was more experienced. The vicissitudes of life make people feel extremely comfortable.