Miss Eight Series Summoner

Just when Feng Xi was annoyed and was looking for mother beasts everywhere, on the other side, a group of masters were chasing frantically towards the location where Feng Xi was before.

And the leader was an old man with white hair and white beard, a murderous and hostile man.

I saw a murderous look on that old face, which was completely felt, with a hint of anger that was bound to crush that person.

However, as soon as Baili Nei approached that, a strong dryness hit his face, that kind of aura was exactly the same as in the poison pool under his secret room.

However, at this time, the temperature breath in the air was slightly slower.

However, when looking at the empty and dry land in front of him, Feng Chenchi's murderous face suddenly became a bit of a tongue.

The speed he was running wildly, could not help but stop.

"Father, did we run in the wrong place? How could this be a wasteland?" Feng Chenyi asked in disbelief, looking at the dry and cracked ground in front of him.

Feng Chenyi was hosting guests in the meeting hall, but suddenly received that a major event had happened in the secret room, and the banquet was interrupted. Following Feng Chen's ruler, he hurriedly led a group of masters and rushed towards this place frantically.

And now, it’s no wonder Feng Chenyi suspected that although he didn’t know the structure of the poison pond, he knew more or less that the areas needed for the poison pond were all at a suitable temperature, and the most important thing was that the soil moisture should be fertile. .

Looking at the surrounding area, there are dozens of acres of land, not to mention that it is moisture and fertile soil, even if there is not even a weed, you can almost feel that the temperature in these surroundings has risen a lot, and the land is dry.

Will there be an elixir poison pool below? Just kidding.

In that case, can the elixir be cultivated?

Looking towards the front, all I saw were such dry and bare ground.

This place, even if it is burned with a big fire, it may not be so clean.

"The place is right, it should be not far ahead, but..."

Feng Chen Chi looked at the situation in front of him, his brows also frowned, and the murderous old face was replaced by a solemn one.

After looking around, the Fengchen Ruler headed towards Fengxi's position.

However, when Feng Chenyi saw the potholes in all directions, a familiar feeling came up in his mind. Soon, it was an exciting spirit, and seemed to remember one thing.

"Ah! Father, I remembered that this place was the place where four beautiful men were leading the Confucian rats to dig pits that day, but at that time this place was still not like this ghost. Why did it become like this after only a few days? Up?"

The fat Fengchenyi, as soon as he saw the pits and pits around him, he remembered that after saving Fengchenli and others that day, he found this place according to what Fengchenli and Fengchenshi said, and saw the gold that was digging into the ground. Kasaba et al.

However, the surrounding area was still fertile and green grass.

How could it be like this now?

"Are you sure those four people dug a hole here? Then when you caught them, did you miss anyone? Or did you see any suspicious person?" Fengchen Ruler's voice was very solemn, and asked again.

"No, there were four of them at the time, there were more than 200 Confucian rats, and no one else." Feng Chenyi thought about the situation carefully and answered in the affirmative.