Miss Eight Series Summoner

Pharaoh's beard curled up with anger, and the corners of his mouth twitched, but suddenly, his face suddenly raised his mouth and laughed.

When the boy saw it, his brow furrowed, "You die old man, suddenly smiling like this, what do you want to do?"

Seeing Pharaoh stepped past the wind, with a move of his hand, the lightning element chain was released, and the palm of his hand was gripped tightly. The chain tightly bound the boy's body in a circle.

"Hey hey hey! You dead old man, what do you want to do? I warn you, what do you dare to do to me, I...I will be rude to you." The young man shouted.

The arrogance is full, full of air.

Seeing Pharaoh's behavior, Feng Xi didn't stop it, and turned her head slightly to make way for him. Otherwise, she really felt a little headache for this young man.

"The old man really wants to see how you are being rude to me, and take you directly to Bay City, so as not to waste our tongue." He left a word severely, and everyone seemed to have seen this for the first time. Pharaoh's'means'.

Suddenly it was a little "admired".

When the young man heard it, his eyes widened, staring at Pharaoh, and then he shook his head abruptly; "Don’t don’t, old man, I don’t want to go to Bay City, you just let me go, I will never follow you ."

Pharaoh glared at the young man with a cross-brow, it seemed that all his patience was almost burned by this super rude young man.

"This can’t be for you, you have to give it to me if you don’t go, and, you’re a dead boy, the old man’s age can be your grandfather, you have an old man on your left, an old man on the right, believe it or not, the old man slaps you, my name is Pharaoh."

After the Pharaoh finished speaking, he immediately pulled the element chain he was holding, and pulled the boy straight to the ground, just like he dragged forward.

"You unreasonable old man, I don't know you again, why are you doing this to me, let me go, you barbarians...ah..."

I saw Pharaoh tighten the chain of the elements in one hand, and pulled it violently, treating him like a complete devastation.

"You...well, I won't say you are savages, okay, let's make sense? We are really just strangers. If you treat a stranger like this, you don't feel ashamed? Don't you think I am morally condemned in my heart? I have not yet reached the age of sixteen this year. I am still a child. You can't treat me like this! Hey... Let me go, and there is something to discuss! Isn't it?... Hey, You mean..."

The young boy's croaking voice suddenly stuck.

Pharaoh Heyhe turned to his side. Feng Xi couldn’t see exactly what Pharaoh’s expression was like at this moment. He could only see his moustaches on both sides, and his mouth seemed to be upward. There seemed to be an unusually cold smile in those eyes.

"I personally sent you into the Anxuan family of Beicheng, do you think this will get some unexpected benefits?"

The boy suddenly got stuck in the duck in his throat, his mouth was long, and he wanted to speak, but he didn't seem to be able to tell, and the expression on his face was instantly condensed, a little strange.

Fengxi, who was walking in front, turned his head faintly, glanced at the prankster Pharaoh, smiled slightly at the corner of his mouth and said; "Stop chattering, go faster."

Pharaoh nodded, his palms suddenly pulled, and his steps accelerated a lot in an instant.