Miss Eight Series Summoner

While Feng Xi was talking, he didn't know when, there was a box in his hand.

And that box was nothing else, it was given to her by the old white beard on the sixth floor of the tower not long ago.

In fact, she hadn't opened up to see what was in the box, but the old man's expression changed at that time, and the things that came immediately should also be good things.

When the guard saw the box in Feng Xi's hand, he was visibly taken aback. Then, a flash of light flashed through his eyes, and he spoke lowly; "No matter what it is, if you are late, you can't go in."

It seemed that this guard was so obstructed, there was really something tricky about it.

However, at this time, before the Pharaohs had any action, a rather low and old voice came from the tower.

"Li Yong, step back!"

Hearing that voice, it seems that he is a little old.

The people watching around, hearing the sound, couldn't help but look up and looked at the sound source.

I saw that the old man in a gray robe was standing on the open window on the second floor, with his calm but unpredictable eyes looking at Feng Xi and the others.

The leading guard who blocked Fengxi's group frowned when he looked up and saw that person.

But the next moment, he quickly lowered his head, led the person with a bowed waist respectfully, and retreated to both sides.

However, Feng Xi could feel that when the guard retreated, the sharp corner of his eyes glanced at her, feeling very hateful.

Feng Xi glanced at him, and the corner of his mouth was slightly curved.

"You wait here, and I will come as soon as I go." Feng Xi didn't turn his head back, and said faintly, and walked into the tower under the gaze of the crowd.

Second floor!

The old man in the gray robe kept watching Feng Xi enter the tower.

"That girl, she really has some background, and she completely offended the Lan family." The old man was talking, as if muttering, and as if talking to another old man on the side.

Another old man appeared in a black robe, expressionless, looking very serious.

And this one in black is the invigilator for the second round of plans today. He is notoriously serious and strict. It is also the fairest among the many teachers in the trade union.

Hearing the words of the gray-clothed old man, the black-clothed old man glanced down and coldly retracted his gaze.

"You have leisure to take care of those things, so it's better to take a good look at your position and don't make me fraudulent." The black-clothed old man's solemn voice said without any fluctuations.

"Okay, I'm too lazy to talk to you, it's really boring." The gray-clothed old man said, ready to prepare for the start of the game.

However, when he turned around, he said to the black-clothed old man again; "I forgot to tell you, that girl, but our president's fancy, don't take it seriously, don't believe it, wait a minute, Go and see her for yourself, maybe you will be surprised."

After speaking, the gray-clothed old man also left.

The old man in black is still expressionless, but his extremely cold eyes are a little bit more undercurrent and interesting.

...

After being here once, Feng Xi naturally knew the way.

From the stairs, go up to the second floor.

And in the second floor, at this time, a large number of alchemists for the second round of competition were gathered.

In the spacious space, on the stage of each distance, there is a pharmacist standing, depending on the situation, it seems that the pharmacist is already in place.