Miss Eight Series Summoner

They are indeed well-deserved!

Feng Tan pursed his lips, and made up his mind that he would one day be as strong as them!

"Such endless killing is no way. It's too late today. Go find a place to rest first, and go on the road tomorrow." The sleeves of the windy coat flew, and the long whip in his hand seemed to be alive, accurately curled up. Warcraft, the wrist is slightly harder, the warcraft will be thrown away flexibly.

"Okay." Bailigu Youxue replied first. Feng Xi was right. There were a large number of monsters, but their energy was limited. After a day's journey, she also felt very tired.

"Youxue, you and Feng Tan first go to find a place to stay. I will find some firewood, Kasaba and Fengjiu, and you will continue to clean the surrounding monsters." Feng Xi thought for a while and said Own suggestions.

"Understand." Bailigu Youxue turned around and beckoned to Feng Altar, and the two went to the cave behind during their ups and downs.

"Xier, I'll go with you." Jin Jiaye looked at Feng Xi firmly and wanted to walk over.

Feng Xi shook her head and rejected Jin Jiaye: "No, you are here to assist Feng Jiu. I will be back soon. I am only around here."

Feng Xi understood that Jin Jiaye was worried about herself, but she didn't plan to let Jin Jiaye follow her. After all, although the level of these monsters was not high, but the number increased, Feng Jiu could not handle it alone.

"Then you pay attention to yourself." Seeing that Fengxi was unwilling to follow along, Jin Jiaye didn't force it, and turned around to throw himself into the battle to destroy the monster.

Feng Xi nodded, and after a few jumps, the person disappeared from the sight of Feng Jiu and Jin Jiaye.

In the Deep Dragon Abyss, Feng Xi remembered that he had seen it in ancient books and classics. It seemed that there was a dragon that was sealed in the depths of the valley, but it was not true, but no one had verified it.

Feng Xi cautiously leaped over the tree. She couldn't rest assured to walk under the tree, for fear of a sneak attack by a beast, then she could not bear it. She just wanted to quickly collect some dry wood and go back to start the fire, but she didn't want to delay too long outside.

Feng Xi spotted a clean haystack and carefully observed that there was no danger around him. Then he made a light leap and jumped off the tree. A Yuehua sword was transformed with spiritual power in his hand, a few cold lights flashed, and the haystack in front of him had been divided into several piles. Feng Xi put the Yuehua sword away, patted the dust in his hand, and looked in front of him with satisfaction. Hay.

"Who broke into here?"

Just as Feng Xi was about to put away the hay and returned to look for Bailigu Youxue and Jin Jiaye, Feng Xi heard a voice from behind.

Feng Xi was shocked, but it was only a moment, and soon returned to normal. This voice is so powerful that even Feng Xi has no way to determine where this voice came from.

It can be seen that the master of this voice is far superior to Fengxi. But it didn't appear to deal with Fengxi directly, indicating that there was some reason why the owner of this voice couldn't directly appear in front of Fengxi.

Synthesizing his own guesses, Feng Xi came up with a bold idea: The owner of this voice might be the dragon that was sealed here in ancient books.

"The next name is Feng Xi, from the Holy Spirit Academy, who is your Excellency?" Feng Xi's hay in his hand turned and held his fist in the direction where he guessed the seal of the dragon.