Miss Eight Series Summoner

"Fengxi, you go to die, hahaha!" Jiang Wei suddenly threw the token in his hand towards Fengxi, and said this angrily in his mouth.

Token?

What the **** is this Jiang Wei doing?

Feng Xi couldn't understand what Jiang Wei was doing. He twitched the corner of his mouth. When he tried to avoid the token Jiang Wei threw over, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Because she found that she couldn't escape!

This mysterious token is like a magnet, and there is a mysterious gravitational force that always wants to draw wind into the token.

Feng Xi’s secret thoughts were not good, and when he was about to exhaust all the strength of his body to escape, an accident happened. This mysterious token seemed to know Feng Xi’s thoughts and directly inhaled Feng Xi. Within the black whirlpool, people disappeared in a blink of an eye.

"Xier!" Jin Jiaye opened her phoenix eyes wide, shouting Feng Xi's name in her mouth, her eyes were splitting, her hand moved slightly, and she directly pinched Jiang Wei's neck.

"Ahem, haha, ahem!" Jiang Wei was slowly lifted up from the floor by Jin Jiaye, his face turned purple, but his mouth was still laughing.

"How on earth are you going to Xi'er!" Jin Jiaye barked his teeth, and slowly spit out a word from between his teeth, his hands getting harder and harder, "Where is Xi'er now?"

Jiang Wei's face has turned gray-black, but he still laughed wildly: "I don't know where it is. You must know how much effort I spent to get this token. Feng Xi can die in this order. For the poker player, she was lucky."

"Ah!!!" Jin Jiaye roared to the sky, and immediately killed Jiang Wei. The whole body exuded a terrible anger, which made the world change color, "Xier! Where are you--"

Jin Jiaye's voice echoed between heaven and earth, until the distance gradually disappeared into the air.

Feng Xi only felt that he was drawn into a black vortex, just like a time and space, but it was not the same as the time and space cracks where he first came to this continent.

Feng Xi slowly passed away, and he looked at where he was now, feeling very strange.

I saw that there were two rows of red blood-like characters on a stone tablet one or two meters high. "Life and death are fate, wealth and wealth are in the sky." Under these two rows of blood, there is a sunken palm print.

Feng Xi frowned her delicate eyebrows, raised her right hand, and just wanted to turn a fireball, but found no movement.

He tried to establish a connection with the sacred animal again, and found that it was the same, without any reaction at all.

Feng Xi withdrew her slender white hand. This place was a bit too strange, not only could not use spiritual power, but also could not summon contract beasts.

I don't know what Jiang Wei used this time, and he would **** himself into this ghost place.

After studying the stone stele for a while, Feng Xi squinted his eyes, and felt his smooth bottom in thought.

"Palm print, do you want to press your palm up?" Thinking like this, Feng Xi directly stretched his palm toward the palm print.

The palm prints are not too big or small, they just coincided, which made Feng Xi a little confused. Her palm prints just coincided with the palm prints here. It seemed like a coincidence.

As soon as Feng Xi pressed his palmprint, a slight shaking sound came from the ground. This shaking was very slight. If Feng Xi hadn't been strong, he might not have been able to detect it.