Miss Eight Series Summoner

But at this time, Feng Xi was completely trapped in that gossip array, desperately absorbing it.

She couldn't hear Xiaocao's words at all, or even consciously.

If someone comes to sneak attack at this time, it is definitely the deadliest.

Fortunately, with the appearance of her previous master, I believe this Warcraft Forest will be in a quiet state during this time.

However, at this time, the body had risen to a terrifying level, and the face was completely invisible, and the degree of expansion was terrifying.

The grass lying on her face also seemed to have some aesthetic sense. I saw it looked at the completely ball-like face, and its voice sounded with disgust.

"It's even uglier, Master, what are you doing? Don't do it, it's ugly!"

However, at this moment, a mighty oppressive force spread out from the swelling body.

The little grass lying on her face was suddenly hit by something, and hit it directly into the wall next to the cave.

That inflated body, at this moment, a scorching red light shot out from the chest, and the clothing that was shattered when it was inflated spontaneously ignited from the chest.

Soon, it was as if his whole body was on fire, all his clothes were burned to ashes, but the black hair was intact, and it was scattered to cover the white body that was inflated with a balloon.

The surrounding grass and trees around a hundred li, all were ravaged and oppressed in an instant, and soon, at a speed visible to the naked eye, withered... self-immolated...

Within a hundred miles, everything seemed to be cleared in an instant, and the dust in a place was like accumulated over countless years of vicissitudes.

Everything is weird!

Unfortunately, Feng Xi didn't see all this.

She only felt that the immense pain continued to torment her, the pain was almost heartbreaking, and her head splitting.

I don't know how long it has been!

In the endless pain of absorption, Feng Xi felt that a distant light suddenly appeared in his mind. The light seemed to be far away, but it was slowly approaching.

Getting closer, getting brighter, getting clearer, and finally, in a pang of pain, it turned into a small crystal tower like yin and yang gossip!

In her mind, there was a stream of overflowing color that kept blooming, like the dim and holy white light, but like a spike, it kept stinging her.

I don't know if it was the great pain before, but Feng Xi felt that this kind of pain could already be tolerated.

At this time, all the attention was focused on the weird little crystal tower that appeared in his mind.

Feng Xi clearly felt that the location was not her mental space, but in her mind, it was as clear as she had seen, and she saw the small crystal tower.

The holy white light, surrounded by a layer of black mist, suppresses each other and entangles around the small tower, which is exactly like a yin-yang gossip, slowly rotating around the pagoda.

Fengxi, there is a feeling at this time. Every time the light turns, it seems to drive the blood in her body to turn around. Within the dantian, there is a wonderful feeling of warm current and endless circulation.

I don't know if I got used to the tingling, and I didn't even feel the pain unconsciously.

what is the problem?

Is this in her mind?

Feng Xi looked at the small pagoda in amazement. He really felt that this matter was too illusory. It was still a bit difficult for Feng Xi to digest the modern people who came from the 21st world.