Miss Eight Series Summoner

Feng Xi and the others, like walking in the air, step by step down from mid-air.

This move made everyone present stare.

Although, a cultivator, as long as his strength reaches a stage, he can reach the air flight.

However, there are many levels of Mi Air Flight.

This kind of void stepping, that strength does not surpass the evolutionist, it is absolutely impossible to achieve.

Who are these young people?

Or, these young people are actually transformed by some terrifyingly powerful people?

All kinds of speculations were suspicious in the hearts of everyone present.

As several people stood on the ground and slowly walked into the hall, their eyes followed little by little.

"Why are you so babbled on this happy day? It's not like some elders and girls. On the happy day, you should blow and beat?" Feng Xi said, smiling at that coldly with a smile on his beautiful face One.

"It's almost gone, Master Leng!"

This greeting makes people can't help but look at Leng Xiu Yi.

Young Master Leng is a family business, and he often runs around. If you know any expert, it is not surprising.

What is surprising now is what these people come from.

As soon as Leng Xiu looked at Fengxi, Junyi still had that gentle smile on his face, just like before, so gentle that it was impossible to guess his mind.

However, looking at her, the smile in his eyes did deepen.

"Miss Feng can still remember it. It's really a blessing for Xi Yi. It seems that you are here to attend Si Yi's wedding!"

Miss Feng?

What Miss Feng?

When Secretary A saw the incoming person, his eyes were impatient, and he was suddenly surprised.

They have found it?

When Leng Qingshui saw Feng Xi and others, he was taken aback, and then smiled on his face; "Feng Xi, you are here."

In the academy, the relationship between Leng Qingshui and Fengxi can be said to be friends.

This wedding, because of her unwillingness, did not invite any friends in the college.

"One of you is my companion, the other is my friend, your wedding, how could we not come, too hasty, did not prepare any good gifts, the five-tier pill in this jar, just treat it as our gift to you, but Many varieties are confused, and there is no time to separate them."

With that said, Feng Xi turned over, and a football-big jade jar came out of thin air.

The whole hall was filled with the pill that was round and plump, and the fragrance of the pill instantly filled the hall.

Take a breath, refreshing.

Washing marrow pill, juyuan pill, clear heart pill, concentration pill...

Among them, there are alchemists.

After smelling the scent of medicine, I could tell that my eyes were about to come out.

There are at least a thousand pills in that big pot.

Although mixed up in a mess, it is not difficult to distinguish varieties.

This woman who gave me the medicine is too *** local tyrant.

At the auction house, a five-tier pill is at least 100,000.

This shot was a big jade jar, someone who didn't know, thought she had too many places to put it, and took a jar casually.

However, those who know the goods really did not guess wrong.

Feng Xi is really too much to put it now.

Before, in the place of Na Luo family's experience, a pill beast accidentally obtained, sleeping next to the second-story alchemy furnace of her pagoda every day.

When you are hungry, you will take in the aura of heaven and earth in the pagoda.

For a long time, the pill that the little thing pulled out became more and more advanced and more and more, all of which piled up her second floor space into a big pile.