Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi and Qiyin and Soul Tianyi, together with the Pharaoh who led the way, walked towards the gate of the auction house. When they approached, all four of them instantly attracted the attention of the guards.

Several glances swept across, like a scanner, swiping across from Fengxi, Sealing, and Changing Skywing. Finally, several glances fell on the Pharaoh ahead at the same time.

"It's you again! Do you dare to come!" One of the guards looked at Pharaoh with a deep and cold expression.

Pharaoh's breath fluctuated abnormally, and he glared at the guard and yelled; "Why don't the old man dare to come, shut your mouth obediently, or the old man will tear your mouth with his hands."

Although the guards looked at Pharaoh with vigilant and hostile expressions, it was nothing more than that, and they did not block their way.

Pharaoh led the way, and Feng Xi and the others walked into the gate of the auction house and found that it was actually a city with almost the same structure.

This inner city looks pretty good, not luxurious and beautiful, and the flow of people is only moderate. After all, the strength of the people in Ancheng is about this level.

However, Feng Xi noticed that not only the summoners but also the samurai and some people in the special robes of the apothecary were among the few who entered this auction house, but their status seemed to be higher than that of the summoners.

It seems that the scarcity is the most expensive thing. In the Eastern Continent, there is a lack of alchemists.

Perhaps among those wearing the robes of the pharmacist, there are not many who really achieve alchemy, maybe most of them are pharmacists, but their status is still quite high.

Feng Xi didn't walk a few steps in the inner city of the auction house, and saw several forked roads, each of which pointed to an area.

And those forks have a clear road sign, which clearly indicates the location of the front, which is the three largest selling houses in this auction line.

Feng Xi looked at the area, divided into summoners, samurai, alchemists, and some shops for buying and selling goods, so that it is convenient for people to choose.

It is too much like the type of modern commercial street on earth.

Is it possible that the owner of this auction house really came across?

Feng Xi frowned and thought about it, but at this moment, Pharaoh suddenly said.

"Senior Sister, here is very weird and there are many institutions, so we have to be careful when we wait, especially when we see that old lady who wants special news, she is vicious."

When Pharaoh spoke, he gritted his teeth. It seemed that the old woman in his mouth was what caused him to suffer.

Feng Xi looked at the direction of the old leader, the direction of the Alchemist Alliance.

I couldn't help being a little curious. For so long in the Eastern Continent, I haven't really seen what a pharmacist is like. I met other different pharmacists and Feng Xi was a little bit curious.

Feng Xi discovered that there must be very few people entering and leaving the Alchemist Alliance in the other two alliances. On the road she is walking now, almost no one has entered.

In the other two directions, there was a flow of people coming and going.

However, the eyes of those people seemed to be paying attention to the path of the Alchemist Alliance intentionally or unintentionally. When they saw Feng Xi and the others entering in, they couldn't help but flashed with envy and jealousy.

The person who can go in and out is undoubtedly a pharmacist, and the lowest limit is also a pharmacist!

Just before Feng Xi and others walked in, a voice came from behind; "Miss, the Alliance of Alchemists is ahead."