Miss Eight Series Summoner

From the factory that purifies the soul, the patriarch came to a place alone with Fengxi.

Jin Jiaye was originally unwilling to let her follow her alone, because her soul was still damaged, and he was worried that an accident might cause consequences that he could not afford.

He was already afraid of losing once.

However, with Feng Xi's repeated assurances, he temporarily let go and let her follow the patriarch.

"He is inside. He has been waiting for you for a long time. Go in by yourself. I'll wait for you here." The patriarch stopped at the door of the stone room and said to Fengxi with a kind smile.

he?

Is it her father?

Last time, Hei Youling said that he wanted her to come to Youdu Realm and let her see her father for the last time.

Seeing Feng Xi's doubts and hesitation, the patriarch said nothing, just smiled at her like that.

In fact, Feng Xi was nervous.

Even if she came from behind, but for the word father, she didn't have any previous life, and she didn't have any impression in this life.

Now it suddenly occurred to me that I might be about to see the father who did it. How could I not be nervous, but more, but with some worry and hesitation.

Qilin was originally one of the four great beasts, the beast that controls the space, can it tell at a glance, she is just a ghost from another world?

With this kind of anxiety and tension, Feng Xi still entered the stone room.

The inside is not made of crystals, but the usual kind of stone, so it looks a little dim.

After walking through the long corridor, he finally stopped in front of a stone gate.

"Child, come in." A majestic but slightly loving voice came from Shimen.

For some reason, as soon as I heard that voice, there was a burst of sadness in my heart.

The eye sockets were a little hot, and the body was trembling.

Feng Xi blinked hard and took a deep breath, trying to suppress the inexplicable excitement in his heart, and then walked in slowly.

I thought that what I saw would be a handsome man.

However, it was a gray-haired, eighty or ninety-year-old man who jumped into his eyes.

He was lying halfway on the stone bed, beside him, there was a green grass that had just sprouted. From his loving and pitying eyes, she seemed to know who the green grass was.

There is no strangeness, no distance, as if it should have been her father and mother.

However, seeing this scene, she felt a little sad for some reason.

"Child, don't feel sad. I and your mother can meet again after more than ten years. I am satisfied. From now on, your mother and your brother will take care of you." Lin Qi's skinny Fingers gently stroked the green grass and said.

Hearing this, Feng Xi felt bored, as if he was giving his last words.

"What about you? My wife and children don't take care of myself, where are you going to go?" Feng Xi stepped forward and looked at him.

Lin Qi raised his eyes and looked at Feng Xi who was standing next to the bed. He patted the bedside with a loving smile and motioned for her to sit up.

Feng Xi sat on it and naturally stretched out his hand to caress the green grass.

It was Fengwu's peaceful and gentle soul, but it felt much weaker by other soul bodies.

"After searching for many years, I only found this fragmented soul body of your mother. She is very weak and needs to be nourished with vital energy to grow."

Lin Qi looked at the green grass in the pot with distress.