Miss Eight Series Summoner

slave? Driven?

Hearing the wind, looking at the big fat insect in front of him, he couldn't help but burst into anger.

But the hotter her heart is, the more rigid her body is out of her control.

damn it!

What on earth is its physical control technique?

How could this be?

Is it because the inexplicable anger in my heart is the reason for being controlled?

But at this moment, the fat "worm" originally erected the sharp corners on both sides, and suddenly made a chuckle.

Like a curse, a faint yellow light gradually rose from the opposite corner, and under the greedy eyes of its copper yellow beast, it headed straight toward the wind.

"Slave yoke, now!"

With the sound of the fat bug shouting, a yellow light shot out, and an invisible iron chain flashed in the void like that, locked on Fengxi's hands, feet, and neck.

Contract formation? ?

Feng Xi's eyes widened instantly, and the oppressed anger in his heart was replaced by a touch of surprise in an instant.

What, what's going on? ?

Can Warcraft also have the ability to comprehend the contract formation? ?

Isn't this world too crazy?

The breath belonging to the contract formation was really too familiar to Feng Xi as a summoner.

However, in comparison, I still feel that this contract formation is much simpler than what the summoner comprehends, but the energy in the formation cannot be underestimated.

"How can you comprehend the contract formation? What kind of mutant bug are you?" The anger was released in the heart, and the body was restored to freedom, but the iron chain strengthened his hands and feet.

The main control is actually on that fat ‘worm’.

At this point, it is extremely popular.

However, at this moment, Feng Xi tried to control the anger in her heart.

Try to make yourself calm as possible! !

But her worm made the fat ‘worm’ a burst of anger, and the familiar aura hit the wind again.

"I said, I'm Huang Mang, Huang Mang, the overlord of the wasteland, you an idiot human, even if you have little knowledge, you dare to guess wildly. In the future, I dare to say something and I will not forgive you."

"If you were really the overlord Huang Python on the wasteland, would you live underground? I thought you were the offspring of earthworms!"

earthworm?

Fat ‘worm’ is very unfamiliar to that name, and obviously doesn’t understand what it is, so as long as it is not the word ‘worm’, it’s not that disgusting.

"The true lair of Huang Python was originally underground, and only your stupid humans would think that we are living on the ground in the wasteland, and want to hunt us again and again, but become the food in our mouth again and again. Extremely ignorant."

"Does Huang Python have these abilities of yours?" Feng Xi asked.

At this time, the fat worm's voice seemed to be a little proud; "Hmph, how could it be possible, I am unique. There is definitely another brilliant python as wise and capable as me."

"Really? You are so unique, and you are the son of King Huang Mang, why are you alone in this dark ground? Is this the special treatment of Prince Huang Mang?"

"That's because of me..."

Fat’s worm suddenly stopped, and the copper yellow beast’s eyes narrowed slightly, and a fierce haze across his eyes looked towards the wind; "Are you visiting me?"

Feng Xi really didn't expect that this fat worm actually had an IQ, and it was not low.