Miss Eight Series Summoner

For the sudden appearance of Fengxi, she wanted more to win.

And perhaps all she can do is to try her best.

Since going to the Prime Minister's Mansion in person that day, the three emperors haven't used the forces at hand to secretly investigate Feng Xi's background, but the result is still the same, and there is no way to find it.

However, after learning of Feng Xi's terrifying strength and the identity of the multi-line summoner, although she felt threatened, another thought appeared in her heart, a possibility that might be a win-win situation.

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The precious treasure auction house!

In a dim wing room, an attendant stood outside the curtain to report.

"My son, Feng Xiao has left the prime minister's house and is now heading towards the palace!"

In the wing room, after waiting for a while, there was a deep and low voice; "Let people get ready for the carriage!"

"Yes, son!" After the attendant replied respectfully, he quickly retreated.

In the wing room, the figure half-lying on the soft couch slowly got up from the soft couch.

The dim light drove the slash of light, and at the moment that figure sat up, it seemed to be covered with a layer of misty luster, and the facial features that originally looked ordinary fell here. In the inexplicably blurred light, there was an unreal evil charm.

The faint halo, the ordinary facial features covered with a layer of evil charm, appeared vivid, as if at this moment, it seemed to make people feel that they could not look away.

Xingfeng raised his eyes slightly, and glanced out of the window that was half-hidden with the curtain. There was a glimmer of light in the deep eyes.

"I really can't do anything with her!" murmured, seeming to be muttering to himself.

After a long while, he got off the soft couch, moving very slowly towards a place in the wing, and cleverly touched the wall, and saw a hidden door appearing in the corner of the dimly.

The figure flashed in, and the secret door closed!

As soon as Xingfeng entered the dark room, the big night pearl on the wall suddenly illuminated the dark room.

It was a space of about 20 square meters, and there were no treasures or gold coins in it. It was as empty as it was.

The only thing is, perhaps, a painting and a picture of a beautiful woman hung on the front wall.

In the painting is a very beautiful woman with exquisite features and a very unique temperament. She is dressed in a red dress, her hands are raised, colorful **** are wrapped around her palms, her clothes are twisted, her hair is flying, her slightly squinted eyes are dangerous. But beautiful.

This picture seemed to fully show the unruly energy of the woman when she faced the enemy.

Just one glance at the woman in this painting, as if seeing a real person in front of her, couldn't help but attract all eyes.

Xingfeng looked at the painting, his eyes still stunned for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he couldn't help but draw a wry smile deep in his eyes.

After so many years, I still can't give up!

"After thinking about it for so many years, when I saw her, I wanted to understand, what exactly did you want me to do back then, you have already thought about everything for her."

Looking at the woman in the painting, at this moment, the light in the depths of the eyes that could not help but flicker, gradually darkened.

After a long pause, Xingfeng's tight mouth seemed to rise slightly bitterly; "I promised you, I will do it, I hope you can also keep your word and still live somewhere in this world..."