Miss Eight Series Summoner

Pharaoh nodded in agreement; "Yes, the old man is getting old and his bones are not tough, so there is no way to drill such a small hole."

"I also agree with what Secretary A said, go in through the front door." Zuo Yufei raised his hand in favor.

Bai Yu nodded; "Yes, if there is any situation, I would rather spend my energy to tear the space so that we can all hide in."

Although Hei Yan didn't speak, as the prince of the devil world, he naturally couldn't bear the act of drilling a hole, especially a small hole.

Feng Xi turned her head and looked at the man beside her; "What about you?"

Jin Jiaye shrugged, "I have no problem, I will listen to what you say, as long as you like it."

As soon as he said this, everyone's goose bumps were shaken.

"Jin Kaye, I said, can you stop being so bored, the goose bumps are all over the floor." Zuo Yufei said in disgust.

"Just be jealous, I don't mind." Jin Jiaye glanced at Zuo Yufei provocatively.

Zuo Yufei was dull, and when he moved his feet, he reached out to catch the wind.

Jin Jiaye had already guarded against his actions and grabbed his hand first.

"Beauty, look at him and bully me." Zuo Yufei looked towards Fengxi with various grievances on his face.

Pretending to be addicted.

Feeling the strength from his hand, Fengxi couldn't laugh or cry.

Somehow, I always feel that since she woke up, Jin Jiaye seemed to be too nervous about her.

"Okay, don't be poor and ask the ghost if there is any other way to get into the city." Feng Xi said with a light smile.

Because the ghost recognizes the abnormal breath, only the ghost is clear.

If you want to conceal your breath, you naturally have to ask the ghost.

The tall ghost had already entered the hole, and the short ghost was still standing aside, staring at them for "discussion".

"Don't you drill holes?" asked stupidly.

Everyone shook their heads.

"My friend, let me ask you, what does the ghost use to identify us as humans and demons? Smell? Power? Or special skills?" Zuo Yufei asked with a humble smile.

The short ghost scratched his head and looked at him like an idiot. "What's the recognition? You just grow like that, we can see it by looking at it."

Use it?

Feng Xi flicked his hand immediately, and the magical fog of the illusion immediately enveloped several people.

"What are you playing? What is that transparent black tulle?" The short ghost said curiously, and stretched out around the ghost fog and waved, as if to grab it.

It seemed that the Illusionary Demon Fog was useless, and Feng Xi immediately reduced the Illusionary Demon Fog.

Frowning thought for a while, suddenly a flash of inspiration.

In front of the border gate of Youdu.

Suddenly, a fascinating wind blew.

The guard guarding the city couldn't help squinting his eyes with a frown.

However, in the sandy wind, I saw a few figures walking towards the gate of the city.

"Stop, which ghost are you from?" Asan, the defender of the city, whose face was blue and purple, shouted and stopped a few voices about to walk into the city gate.

His eyes were so fascinated by the sand that he could only half-squinted to look at the figures in front of him.

It's green and looks almost like a big tree.

Tree ghost?

"Uncle, we are the ghosts of Tree City, and we have just returned from the wild woods outside that city."

Hearing the sound, Shoucheng Asan looked carefully, but the wind and sand seemed to be fascinated in his eyes, and he could only squint desperately.

"Look at them, are they ghosts of Tree City?" Shoucheng Asan asked the other guards.