Miss Eight Series Summoner

"You shut me up, if you didn't come out all day to cause trouble, could someone treat you like this?" Fu Zhaofeng became more and more angry and couldn't help but speak.

Listening to Fu Zhaofeng's words, Feng Xi nodded in her heart. This Fu Zhaofeng is a sensible person, unlike other people who just blindly blame themselves when they come.

"If you want to quarrel, please go home and quarrel. Master Fu, I will ask you a question now, how to solve this matter. Fu Shaoqi will not admit defeat anyway, so I have to follow the life and death contract. It's written above and killed him." Although Feng Xi felt very sad for Fu Zhaofeng and Fu Shaoqi, it didn't matter to her, she didn't need to sympathize with them.

"Fu is just such a son, and I asked the girl to show mercy." Fu Zhaofeng moved his hands and looked at Fengxi.

"What kind of mercy? The life and death contract is clearly written, otherwise it is death, or Fu Shaoqi surrenders!" Bailigu Youxue did not forget how Fu Shaoqi treated her just now, she didn't want to. It's hard to understand her hatred of letting off Fu Shaoqi simply.

"Otherwise, let Fu replace my son and compete with the girl?" Fu Zhaofeng thought about it for a long time, and finally came up with such a method.

"How can this be?"

"Master Fu's strength is unfathomable. How could that girl ever be able to fight."

"Master Fu is indeed a businessman, very shrewd."

Bailigu Youxue and Teacher Yaojun heard Fu Zhaofeng's proposal, and almost couldn't stand their tempers and rushed directly to kill Fu Zhaofeng.

This isn't an obvious bullying!

Feng Xi's bare hands hidden in his sleeves clenched tightly, but his face did not show up at all, still looking calm and calm.

"Then Master Fu, the life and death contract must be abided by."

"This is natural." Fu Zhaofeng did not expect that Feng Xi would actually agree to this proposal. He hurriedly agreed, and signaled that the servant next to him would be Fu Shaoqi to stay hurriedly, so as not to let Feng Xi suddenly regret it.

Fu Zhaofeng also knew that his proposal was a little shameless, but for the sake of his son, even if he didn't want this old face, it was worth it.

"Huh, this woman, I don't know the sky is high and the earth is thick, and she actually agreed to compete with my dad. I will wait to see her kneeling down and begging for mercy!" Fu Shaoqi broke the folding fan in her hand with a fierce expression on her face.

Seeing that his son was taken away, Fu Zhaofeng's heart settled down. He looked at the wind in front of him and said, "I let the girl three tricks to apologize."

"Should you be serious?" Feng Xi raised her skirt lightly, raising her eyes to look at Fu Zhaofeng.

Fu Zhaofeng didn't know why Feng Xi had to ask again, but he still said: "Really."

"Well, these three tricks, I won't be polite." Feng Xi laughed, but I don't know why. Hearing this laughter, Fu Zhaofeng felt a little uneasy.

Feng Xi stretched out her sleeve, and with a move of her bare hand, the Yuehua Sword reappeared in her hand, flashing with a penetrating chill.

Fu Zhaofeng and Feng Xi alone occupied one side of the terrain. Feng Xi held the Yuehua sword in front of him, closed his eyes, opened it suddenly after a few seconds, flew forward, and hit Fu Zhaofeng's throat with a sword.

Fu Zhaofeng didn't expect that Feng Xi would kill himself when he came up. The folding fan in his hand shifted the Yuehua Sword by a few points, then his left hand turned his fist into his palm and patted Feng Xi's heart.