Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi looked at Xuanyuan Han and asked with a smile.

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Han breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she was going to treat him.

However, he really couldn't answer her question, because many things have been forgotten after six hundred years. Even if it is passed down, it will not be enough.

"I don't know much, it's just the ancestor's training. Back then, this beast slaughtered it in Xuanyuan. I couldn't bear to kill it, so I imprisoned it here."

However, Xuanyuan Han's words made people feel a little funny.

Can't bear to kill it?

This reason is grand-sounding.

"Then do you know, six hundred years ago, who told you that Pai Yao's flesh and blood can live forever and gather wealth and good luck?" Feng Xi asked again.

Xuanyuan Han shook his head again, "I don't know."

In this sentence, he really didn't say anything, he didn't even know what the monster was called.

Feng Xi also understood, and the question was for nothing. If the emperor knew what kind of beast was imprisoned, how could it be released so easily.

"In this case, I won't ask more, but..."

Feng Xi said this, but paused, raised her eyes and glanced at the position of Xuanyuan Han's chest.

The look in her eyes made Xuanyuan Han's heart beat suddenly a few minutes, and a touch of inexplicable heart palpitations flashed past, as if it was not him, but the feeling of his heart.

"Your heart has become dirty and eroded by the demon seed. Sooner or later, your sanity will be completely controlled. At that time, let alone your country, even you will become a demon. Slave."

Feng Xi didn't kill him.

After speaking, he didn't pay attention to his reaction, turned around, and left.

Xuanyuan Han's face was gloomy, and a sulky anger faintly broke out in his heart, but his reason was extremely clear, and he forcibly endured the feeling of anger.

He said quickly; "Girl, my son is at stake, I wonder if I can ask you for help."

Feng Xi waved his hand, without turning his head, his voice was cold; "I can't do anything, even if I have a way, I won't go to rescue a dead person. I advise you, don't think of some evil ways, and you died. Just let him go, if you force to stay, you will only do the same sin as you."

Perhaps it was the reason for the increase in strength. From him, he felt the breath of a dead body.

In other words, this Xuanyuan Han was actually a dead person.

But he is not like the black hole demon slave, he can still have his own thoughts, it can be seen that he should have something special.

However, she was not interested in exploring.

As for his son, if he needs to ask her for help, he can only say that he is dead and the doctor is helpless.

She Fengxi is not a god, and naturally does not have the ability to bring people back to life.

After Feng Xi finished speaking, he walked to his companion.

Bai Yu's soul has returned to his place, but it seems to be wasted too much, his face pale and weak, Xiao Baixue is in a coma and is holding on to it.

As soon as the wind brushed his hand, a yellow light flashed, and the huge prototype of Huanglong flashed out.

"Let's go, get out of here first."

After a while.

I saw a mighty monster similar to a giant dragon, carrying a few people, flying in the sky, and quickly leaving the sky above the palace under many eyes.

Almost everyone in the city saw this scene.

It won't be long before such a myth and legend will spread throughout the entire Xuanyuan country, and maybe other countries will also spread it.