Black Belly Summoner: Strong on the Evil Emperor

Time went back to half an hour ago.

After Mo Zifei disappeared in place, he appeared at the foot of the mountain of Zifeng Academy, staggering a bit unsteadily.

If other people see it, they will definitely be surprised that he is so powerful, but his feet are unsteady.

Yes, the footsteps were unsteady, and the blood on the corner of the mouth flowed down slowly.

His face suddenly turned pale, just now being beside Nalan Zhenyue was just pretending.

The silky hair on the forehead slid down to the cheeks, blocking the charm at the end of the eyes, and the expression didn't look haggard, only more haggard.

Mo Zifei stretched out his hand slowly, and the spiritual energy burst out, and he felt a little unstable in his heart.

He frowned slightly, walked a few steps while holding the trunk of the tree with his other hand, walked to the front of the tree and leaned over, looked up at the blue sky, even his eyes were a little pale.

In the next second, his gaze became extremely indifferent, and he stood up straight. The trees behind him were all shattered at that moment.

What exactly is unqualified?

Is this not eligible?

Are you going to kill him today? !

......

After Nalan Zhenyue came out from the principal's side, she was surrounded by Wen Qing and Fatty Jiang Wei, "How's it going?"

The mask stood opposite her, and Nalan Zhenyue raised the object in her hand, which was a letter of support.

"Good!" Wen Qing shouted.

Jiang Wei and the others all smiled.

But at this moment, the fat man suddenly asked, "Xiao Zhenyue, where is Huo Huo?"

"Yeah, I don't seem to have seen Huohuo."

Xiao Jiu and Xiao Bai came out from nowhere and cupped Nalan Zhenyue's hand.

These two days, she didn't bring Xiaobai and Xiaojiu with her, and the two didn't say anything. As for Huohuo...

Wen Qing and the others saw it, and Nalan Zhenyue's expression sank slightly.

"What happened to the fire?"

"what happened?"

the fat man asked nervously.

They can't do without Huohuo, no, they can't do without one of them!

Huo Huo, Huo Huo is still in Nalan Zhenyue's spiritual space, still in a deep sleep, after she woke up, Huo Huo still hasn't woken up.

This made Nalan Zhenyue a little worried, and asked Mo Zifei about it.

Mo Zifei just told her not to worry, it was Huo Huo's good fortune, but she hadn't woken up yet, and she was still a little worried.

After all, that little guy always likes to chatter in her ear, and he hasn't woken up yet, so he's still somewhat lonely.

"It's okay, he'll wake up."

She knew that not only her, but the fat man was also worried.

"Then when will I wake up, I really miss Huo Huo a little bit." Jiang Wei said abruptly.

The fat man gave Jiang Wei a squinting look, "Strong girl, don't you like Huo Huo? What Xiao Zhenyue said is right, Huo Huo will wake up, don't worry, if you really like Huo Huo If you're worried, I'll lend you my shoulders to lean on, it's okay, it's okay to cry."

Jiang Wei stared.

Wen Qing shook her head, she really had nothing to say about Fatty, and suddenly missed the time when he was poisoned by voodoo.

"I hope to wake up soon." Wen Qing added.

Nalan Zhenyue nodded slightly.

The mask said: "As long as Zhenyue is fine, Huohuo is fine. So far, Huohuo's cultivation has not increased much, this time it should be—"

The meaning of the mask is the meaning of Mo Zifei.

It is the creation of fire.