Miss Eight Series Summoner

However, at this time there was an exceptionally quiet, as if the fluctuations in the grass had also quieted down. The silence was too weird and unusual, as if there was a silence before the storm... …

The man in the black robe who hadn't put down the wind before had a vigilance in his gloomy black eyes. He scanned the surroundings and found that he did not see any companions.

Is it the girl who escaped?

I couldn't help putting the whistle in the mouth, the harsh whistle blew, and the quiet surroundings suddenly reverberated with the harsh sound...

However, no matter how he blew the whistle, the surroundings were still quiet, and there was no movement at all.

Could it be that what happened to his companions?

Impossible, they can't kill, so absolutely impossible.

But the whistle has been blowing for a long time, and he didn't see any companions, as if he had really disappeared.

At this point, the black-robed man began to ooze cold sweat inexplicably, his brows frowned, and his eyes scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

"The second child, the third child, where are the people? Come out for me!" exclaimed in a gloomy voice, and walked quickly toward the spot where the other people were detecting.

There was no murderousness around, nor did he feel anything, quietly, and obviously no trace of his companions.

Could it be that she found the girl's trace and chased it?

It's impossible. If you find a trail, it's impossible for all six people to chase after them without moving.

Or is there a strong hidden here? The strong who can kill them?

After thinking about it, the black-robed man was horrified, with a cold sweat on his back. What happened?

Even he couldn't feel the strong one who fluctuates, who is it?

Could it be the bottom of the cliffs and valleys that exudes that strong wave of power?

They just rushed in after they felt the fluctuation, but when they arrived in this forest, did the strong appear?

The breeze was blowing towards the face, blowing up the long weeds.

A smell of rust and blood slowly drifted along with the breeze, and the black robe man's eyes flashed with horror at this instant.

Bloody smell? ?

Is it...really...

As soon as his body shape flashed, he swiftly moved in the direction where the wind was blowing blood.

From the weeds beside the big tree, a black robe was lying on the ground, his head deformed and twisted.

"Lao San? Is that you?" The black robe man flashed, and quickly reached out and turned him over.

However, when I turned over, I saw the dry bony face and a big hole in the chest with black blood.

The black-robed man was horrified at once, and just about to move his figure, but before he had time to defend himself, a hand had passed through his back, and a bloody, squirming heart was just right in front of him.

‘Crack! ’

The head was deformed and twisted, and the horrified eyes remained wide open, and even from his unbroken breath, one could see the horror changed from horror.

Feng Xi was standing behind him, staring at him coldly, with a bloodthirsty smile at the corner of his mouth, which was so enchanting and chilling.

When did she... appear behind him?

One closed his hand, and the squirming heart stained with black blood was thrown over his shoulder at random.

I saw the little black cat on her shoulder, lazily opening her mouth, a mouth full of teeth that was magnified countless times, swallowing the heart into her mouth in one bite.