Miss Eight Series Summoner

But I don't know that this kind of park-style captive mode is really universal for Feng Xi who has lived in modern times for 29 years.

After walking in the Warcraft Garden for a long time, Feng Yan finally stopped in one place.

And in the forest below, it seems to be a little special than other places, and the area is much smaller.

"Miss Feng, please take a look. Below is the place where our Feng family's demon pets will be placed." Feng Yan pointed to the following.

Feng Xi's eyes swept across the bottom, and her mental power quietly penetrated into the invisible forest, accurately and quickly, but obviously, she didn't feel the slightest breath of golden eggs below.

However, Feng Qian, who followed behind, also condensed spiritual power at the same time, as if she wanted to block the spiritual power from the wind.

However, it seemed to be asking for trouble. Just trying to block it, I was suddenly hit by a huge impact. Suddenly, a severe pain struck my mind, and suddenly I couldn't help being moaned, and my face suddenly changed. Pale.

Gang Xiong and Zebra who were close together heard the sound, glanced at Feng Qian coldly, and then coldly retracted their eyes.

Chen Xiyu also turned his head and glanced at Feng Qian. When he saw her face, his brows frowned slightly, but that was all.

"What's the matter? Why did her face become so ugly? Is she uncomfortable?" Feng Qing, who was next to Feng Qian, turned his head, and when he noticed her face, he slightly frowned and asked in a low voice.

Even if others didn't know what just happened, Feng Qian still felt extremely embarrassed.

There was almost no barrier for a second, and her mental power was directly dissipated.

Is Feng Xi’s mental power just one grade worse than her mental power?

No, definitely more than that, could it be... Didn't she use all her strength at all, but hide her true strength? ?

This thought made Feng Qian's face paler, but the sourness of jealousy in her heart seemed to grow stronger.

"Qian, Qian'er, are you okay?" Feng Qing saw Feng Qian's silent, a touch of worry crossed his eyes, and could not help but aggravate the voice question.

Feng Qian came back to her senses at this time, but her eyes seemed to emit a very cold light.

"You want to control, I tell you, if you dare to worship that Feng Xi as your teacher, you should get out of Feng's house and don't recognize me." Feng Qian's voice didn't lower in any way.

As soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted the attention of everyone present.

Feng Qian glared at Feng Xi, who turned around and looked at her head as if nothing had happened, and suddenly there was a fire of jealousy in her heart, which seemed to ignite spontaneously, her fists clenched, and her face became increasingly ugly.

"Feng Xi, I don't care what your purpose is in coming to our Feng's house, but I tell you, one day, I will definitely beat you."

Feng Xi looked at Feng Qian in front of her, feeling the familiar and terrifying aura faintly emanating from her body, the magic seed germinated?

Willow raised his eyebrows, and there was an undercurrent in the depths of his eyes, and then, his beautiful lips were raised slightly; "Uh! Are you a slogan?"

"You wait for me!" Feng Qian said angrily, then turned and left.

Looking at Feng Qian's radical reaction, Feng Qing still couldn't react for a while!

His sister, although she has always been very arrogant, but her heart is not bad...