Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi thought about it, but still couldn't figure out who could send a killer to kill herself, so she shook her head and thought about it.

"Since you can't think of who sent it, don't think about it." Jin Jiaye seemed to see Feng Xi's upset, and patted Feng Xi on the shoulder empathetically.

Xuanyuan Wuji raised his head and glanced at Uncle Xuanyuan, as if he wanted to ask for instructions. Uncle Xuanyuan received Xuanyuan Wuji's eyes and shook his head gently, Xuanyuan Wuji lowered his head in annoyance.

"I'm fine, you can go to dinner." Feng Xi glanced at Xuanyuan Wuji and Uncle Xuanyuan, and said.

Xuanyuan Wuji nodded and slowly walked down the stairs with Uncle Xuanyuan.

Jin Jiaye was worried about the safety of the wind, so he didn't let them go. He Fengxi sat face to face on the chair, frowning slightly.

"Looking at their reaction just now, it seems that something is hiding from us." Jin Jiaye tapped his finger on the tabletop once, and Feng's eyes narrowed slightly.

Feng Xi nodded in agreement, glanced at Xuanyuan Wuji and Uncle Xuanyuan who were eating downstairs, and said: "The Xuanyuan family is a big family, and the water is deep. We just went to the unicorn feast and didn't intend to participate in their family. Fight."

These words sounded ruthless, but they were extremely reasonable. Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye only came to Qingyuan City to participate in the unicorn feast. As long as they succeeded and found a way back to the Eastern Continent, they would leave the Holy Spirit Continent.

If it had participated in the Xuanyuan family's internal struggle at this time, even if they found a way to leave the Holy Spirit Continent, the Xuanyuan family would definitely not let them leave so easily.

One thing is worse than one thing less. This is what Feng Xi is thinking now.

Following the wind's gaze, Jin Jiaye sighed slightly, and said nothing.

After a few days, Feng Xi and Jin Jiaye and his group arrived at Kengtou Village, not far from Qingyuan City. Although the name of this village sounds strange, it is an extremely important transit point to Qingyuan City.

This place is extremely prosperous. As soon as you enter Kengtou Village, you feel like you have entered a city, full of voices, and an endless stream of people coming and going.

"It's bustling here." A hint of wonder flashed through Feng Xishui's eyes, and she was surprised at the prosperity of this village in her heart.

Uncle Xuanyuan was very knowledgeable, stroked his beard, and smiled: "This village is all coming and going into Qingyuan City, or merchants who have already left Qingyuan City. Trade and trade are extremely frequent because of this. It's prosperous."

After listening to Uncle Xuanyuan's explanation, Feng Xi looked around for a moment, and the cries were endless, but it was extremely lively.

"Master."

When Feng Xi was surprised by the prosperity of this place, the crowd suddenly let out a walkable road from the middle, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent.

Feng Xi was wondering who it was, and saw this group of people walking straight towards them, and then a man dressed as a leader jumped off the horse, knelt on one knee and clasped his fists, and said to Xuanyuan Wuji: "Little master, the city lord let us To pick you up back to the city."

When Feng Xi heard this, he understood that it turned out that City Lord Xuanyuan sent someone to pick up Xuanyuan Wuji, but why did he send someone out to pick him up now? Why not send someone to pick it up early?

But Feng Xi thought about it again. There were so many twists and turns between this family. All means were used to fight for power. Maybe it was another conspiracy.