Miss Eight Series Summoner

"I understand!"

Jin Jiaye and Bailigu Youxue also instantly understood the meaning of Fengxi. They looked around and found that there was a torch on the four corners of the cave, and the more they looked, the more they felt something was wrong.

"Qin Yuehan, go to the torch over there first, and don't move in a hurry while standing." Jin Jiaye pointed to the east.

"Okay." Qin Yuehan nodded without understanding, and then trot over.

Feng Xi, Bailigu Youxue and Jin Jiaye each occupy one side. The four of them grasped the torch at the same time, and moved the torch at the same time when they gave an order.

With a sound of "Wow...", a door opened, and the front was bright.

Everyone was very happy when they found the exit. At the corner of Qin Yuehan's mouth, there was also a slight smile that was not easily noticeable.

"Feng Xi, look at Jin Jiaye's lips, there seems to be something wrong." Bailigu Youxue looked sideways, and was surprised to find that Jin Jiaye's lips were gradually darkening.

Fengxi took Jin Jiaye's hand, rolled up his long sleeves, and found that his nails had also changed color. My heart sank, and he lowered his eyes, "Is it poisoned?"

"Eight or nine are not ten." Bailigu Youxue took a look at Jin Jiaye's nails, "Jin Jiaye's strength is not low, and he cultivates dark elements, so the poison is slower than others. "

After hearing Bailigu Youxue's words, Feng Xi lowered her eyes, and did not speak for a long time.

"Xier, I'm okay, you see I'm not okay now." Jin Jiaye looked at the silent Fengxi, panicked in his heart, and took Fengxi's thin body before letting go.

"Yeah." Feng Xi muffled, her voice faint, unable to hear any emotions. She had heard Bailigu Youxue say that this poison had a long incubation period, but it came violently when it started. Jin Jiaye's intention to say these words was just that she didn't want her to worry about him.

"Okay, okay, isn't this still dead?" Bailigu waved his hand and smiled on his face, "The most important thing now is to go to Guigu first."

Feng Xi pulled Jin Jiaye's sleeve, motioned him to let go, coughed a few times, and eased his emotions.

"Then let's go now"

Several people set foot on the road to Ghost Valley again, but Feng Xi didn’t know that a conspiracy against her was unfolding in the Academy Tournament...

"Feng Jiu, Feng Jiu!" Baili Huang Yanhui barked in from the door with a panic on his face.

Lying on the rocking chair, Feng Jiu reached out and took down the book covering his face, squinting at Baili Huang Yanhui who was standing at the door: "What's the panic?"

Baili Huang Yanhui didn't expect Feng Jiu at noon to be asleep. He scratched his head awkwardly and laughed twice, as if suddenly remembering the purpose of finding Feng Jiu.

"Have you heard?"

"What did you hear?" Feng Jiu put the book on his face again, sounding dull.

"Now students are spreading that the death of Senior Ning was done by Fengxi."

Feng Jiu sat up abruptly with a "click", and the book that had originally covered his face fell to the ground with a loud, crisp sound: "Who said that?"

Baili Huang Yanhui shook his head, and continued to meet Feng Jiu's slightly sinking gaze: "And..."

"And what?" Feng Jiu no longer had the sleepiness on his face, looking at Baili Huang Yanhui's gaze, he probably knew from Baili Huang Yanhui's face that what he hadn't finished speaking was definitely not a good thing.