Miss Eight Series Summoner

For a moment, it seemed so terrifying.

Jia Siyi, Pharaoh, and Chen Xiyu beside Feng Xi looked at this scene and couldn't help but raise their brows.

However, there is no sympathy or pity in the eyes of a few people.

Seeing the whole small village in front of me, almost all of them were slaughtered by these people, which shows that these people are cruel.

It's been a while since Feng Xi's side, and she has been very clear about her behavior.

If the dozen or so people are allowed to leave safely, it will not take long to find the next thing, and the troublesome trouble will definitely come.

In this case, before the trouble is found, the person who is about to cause the trouble will be resolved.

The evolved little black grass seems to be more bloody.

The dozen or so shadow men almost screamed in their throats, and the blood in their bodies had been sucked up instantly.

It seemed that Xiao Heicao was not satisfied with the blood of those people. As soon as it was sucked up, the dozens of dry and pale bodies were directly thrown into the fire.

All this has been solved cleanly.

The speed is still so fast, which adds up, maybe not even half an hour.

The two children and grandchildren, the old and the young, saw all this in their eyes, shocked, shocked, afraid...

After the solution was cleaned up, the octopus-like rattan quickly turned back to the tiny black rattan, and once again wrapped around the black silk of Fengxi.

If it hadn't been for the scene just now, no one would have noticed the strange tangled in her hair.

"You, are you from the Bai family?"

At this moment, the white-haired old man who stood up with the support of the girl, looked at Feng Xi's body, and his throat was pinched to bruise, and asked with a hoarse voice weakly.

Feng Xi did not answer his question.

At this moment, the eyes of the two grandpa and grandson looking at Feng Xi were fearful, grateful and doubtful.

Feng Xi glanced at the white-haired old man and frowned, but with a flick of his hand, a blue light instantly wrapped around him.

After the wounds on his body healed, the blue light disappeared.

The white-haired old man felt the wound on his body heal, and his eyes flashed a touch of surprise again.

"The healing of the water element! You...sir, are you really from the Bai family?"

The white-haired old man suddenly changed to a respectful tone, but he still seemed to be struggling with that question, and asked him again and again.

The girl who supported the white-haired old man seemed to think of something, and said to the old man immediately; "Grandpa, I was injured just outside the village. They saved me. They are good people."

Hearing this, the old man looked at Feng Xi's people more gratefully.

"Thank you, thank you for saving my granddaughter. My name is Wu Jili, and everyone calls me Mr. Wu. I am the village chief of Lingfeng Village."

Elder Wu glanced at the Pharaohs, and finally looked towards Fengxi with some pleading eyes; "My lord, can I beg you, and save the poor villagers!"

Almost all the villagers in the village fell in a pool of blood. It was obvious that most of the casualties were casualties.

As the village head, how can I not feel sad to see the villagers in the village like this.

Even if he knew such a request, no matter it was too much, Old Wu still spoke.

Although the water element possesses healing power, it still needs to waste mental energy when used.