Miss Eight Series Summoner

In the hall of the Feng Family!

A figure can't bear to be dry and restless, walking around in the living room.

I waited for one night, and waited another morning. Pharaoh was already impatient. He waited and waited for his senior sister, and didn't dare to run around, lest he missed his senior sister, so he was a little angry. .

"How could it be that it hasn't come yet, have you seen it clearly? Or you haven't opened the door? Hurry up and open the door for me, or I will tear down your walls with one palm."

The rough shout like thunder made the people waiting outside the hall almost tremble.

Whose door will be closed in this broad daylight? ?

What's more, they are still the first family of summoners in Kyoto, how could it be closed during the day.

But at this time, with the smell of fire, the unlucky servant who was photographed for notification could only bow and say respectfully; "The little one is going to have a look!"

"Hurry up, see my senior sister, and report immediately. If you dare to neglect the old man, you will look good."

Pharaoh brushed his hand impatiently, breathing a little bit.

"Yes Yes!"

After the subordinates retreated, there was only Pharaoh in the entire hall.

No way, when the anger came up, he was not pleasing to anyone. Originally Feng Heng was still around. Perhaps he saw Pharaoh's impatience, so he consciously retreated.

His master said that his elder sister would come back and look for him, then she would definitely be, but how could it be possible to come back after so long? ?

There must be something wrong.

Pharaoh had just sat down on his ass, and he got up again and quickly walked to the entrance of the hall to look around, but he still didn't see anyone, and he became even more irritable.

There was an electric current crackling all over his body.

Just when he was about to be uncomfortable, what his master had said to him flashed through his mind.

No way!

At this moment, be patient.

Now, he still thinks about how to please him and get recognition when he meets his senior sister.

Correct! Think about it first when you have time now.

The pharaoh who had been unbearable, his violent temper was somewhat suppressed when he thought about it this way.

He sat back on the chair and reached out his hand for the cup, only to find that the cup was empty.

"Come here! Bring me a cup of tea."

But after waiting for a long time, no one showed up!

The anger that Pharaoh had just suppressed was a bit angry again.

"Asshole, where did this guy go?"

Where did the Pharaoh know that just his act of slapped people this morning when he was not pleasing to the eye, at this time, who would dare to appear "risk of death" around this hall with a radius of 100 meters.

Maybe I got too angry just now, it really feels thirsty.

He couldn't call it, so he could only stand the anger and walk out of the hall, planning to find Feng Heng's boy to loosen his fist.

"Have you heard that there are two double repair geniuses on East Street, and they are now at war."

"Double cultivation genius? Two people, is it true?"

"I just came back from East Street. There were too many people and I couldn't squeeze in. However, they are definitely two geniuses of double repair. Just now, the owner of the house rushed away!"

"Then I will go and see..."

On the corridor, two teenagers from the Feng family, as they spoke, ran towards the gate enthusiastically.

Double repair? ?

Pharaoh had just walked out of the hall when he heard this conversation, and his brows were raised.