Miss Eight Series Summoner

Bailigu Youxue said that she has been a person of reincarnation for hundreds of years. There are indeed not many things that can make her stunned. Today is one of them.

Jin Jiaye felt that the anxiety in his heart became more intense, and walked up three steps and two steps, crossing Fengxi's head, seeing the scene outside the window, and was also stunned.

Feng Jiu originally didn't want to squeeze up to see it, because the small window Fengxi and Bailigu Youxue were already a little crowded. I wanted to wait for them to tell me after reading it, but I didn't expect them to say a word after reading it.

No way, Feng Jiu had to stand up from the chair by himself, muttering and leaning forward.

"This...what's this, why are there so many corpses?" Feng Jiu had seen the world anyway, but when he saw the corpse mountain outside, he was shocked.

But what surprised him even more was that in front of Shishan, there was a woman in white who was pawing the iris flower by hand.

No wonder Feng Xi said so surely that someone lives here, and she is still a woman. He saw this.

She seemed to feel the eyes from Feng Xi, and the woman who was concentrating on the iris flower, the movement in her hand paused and she directly looked up at this window.

Feng Xi's heart suddenly missed a beat, not because of how amazing the woman's appearance is. On the contrary, her appearance is of the kind that can't be found when thrown into the crowd.

However, the white-clothed woman's eyes were very hollow, like a lifeless puppet, without emotion at all.

"The Art of Witch Gu!" Jin Jiaye's voice was like a thunder on the ground, and waves waved in the hearts of the other three people.

The complexion on Feng Xi's beautiful face changed, but it quickly returned to normal, her thin lips pressed tightly, and her red dress looked very flamboyant in the night.

The eyes of the woman in white did not stay on Feng Xi's body much, but quickly moved away, just like Feng Xi and them did not exist, just like air.

"There are so many corpses, I'm afraid..." Feng Xi didn't know what he thought of, and his face became a little ugly.

"I'm afraid it's all food to feed Huangya." Jin Jiaye said in a tacit understanding that Feng Xi hadn't finished speaking, and there was a trace of worry on his handsome face.

"Let's ask the woman in white clothes to see if she knows anything, how about it?" Feng Jiu pointed to the woman in white clothes and suggested.

Feng Xi shook her head slowly, and disagreed: "This woman in white clothes is just a puppet. She has no soul anymore. She is like a puppet. If you ask, you won't be able to ask anything."

"It is a puppet, there must be someone behind it. We have to find that person before we can leave this ancient west desert." Bailigu Youxue said a word leisurely, his eyes fell on the wind. Body.

"Yes, Youxue is right. Our primary task at present is to find the owner of this tall building." Feng Xi nodded in agreement, passing over a place inadvertently, and was instantly stunned. .

"What's wrong, Xi'er?" Jin Jiaye's attention has been on Feng Xi's body all the time. He knows the slightest movement of Feng Xi. At this time, Feng Xi is not right, making him a little panicked.

"Dead wood." Feng Xi's face was dignified, and her slender fingers pointed to the cross wood on the beam not far away. A dead wood that was exactly the same as the dead wood I had seen before, was carved on the cross wood lifelike.