First Summoner

When the young people who were admitted to the Western Region College heard these words, their hearts vibrated under their chests, and they felt extremely proud.

The entry test competition has officially ended.

But there is still time for the dean and elder mentors to use the special command.

Li Mansheng was specially recruited by his mentor because of his outstanding talent in alchemy.

There are also a few particularly outstanding geniuses who were specially recruited.

Western Region College gives the top 100 talented young people half a day to pack and prepare. After half a day, they must enter Western Region College. Otherwise, they will be deemed to have automatically given up their status as freshmen.

Extremely harsh.

Therefore, more than half of the talented teenagers followed the dean, elders and mentors of the Western Region College to the gate of the Western Region College in advance.

But Shen Yan didn't go there so quickly, because Feng Xingyao in the supernatural space...

She said to the Zhuge brothers and Jiang Xianyue: "I still have something left at the inn. I'll go back to pick it up first. You go to the Western Region College first."

"Yanyan, I'll go with you."

"No, I can go by myself."

"Ok."

Zhuge Youlin said with a smile: "Then we will wait for you at the Western Region College. Come quickly, don't be late."

Shen Yan nodded lightly, and then slipped out of the Western Region Martial Arts Field as quickly as possible.

And many powerful people are eyeing her and following her silently. Some want to deal with her, while others want to win over a future strong man in advance.

Shen Yan knew that there were people following him, but they were destined to be unable to follow.

At a corner, she took advantage of the gap and quickly entered the supernatural space.

The faces of those who followed her changed with shock, and their eyes searched for Shen Yan's figure in the surroundings. The result was obvious, there was no such figure.

And at this time——

As soon as Shen Yan entered the supernatural space, he was discovered by Feng Xingyao.

Feng Xingyao's red pupils were a bit sinister and cold, with a hint of murderous intent. His silver hair was a bit messy, and nine flawless white tails were swaying behind him. The fox ears on his head should clearly match He was known to be well-behaved, but now, in addition to being ruthless, he is also domineering.

He seemed to no longer recognize himself.

"Master, master, master!" Jiuzhuan, who had transformed into a demon-suppressing tower, quickly rushed towards Shen Yan. When he wanted to seek the protection of his master, Feng Xingyao raised his hand and slapped him away. With a 'bang', he was not far away. The shelf where things were stored was smashed to pieces.

"Ouch, it hurts..."

Jiu Zhuan whined in pain, which sounded extremely pitiful.

Shen Yan frowned when she saw the shattered shelf. She put it in during the apocalypse, but now it was destroyed by Feng Xingyao.

At this time, Feng Xingyao's dangerous eyes were fixed on her, and one of his tails instantly slapped towards her. Shen Yan quickly ducked to the side, but her body was suppressed by his power aura, and her speed suddenly slowed down. slow.

'Bang'.

Shen Yan was slapped to the ground by him, and pain spread from the place he hit.

Shen Yan had no time to care about her own pain. She stood up quickly, transformed into a red flame dagger in her right hand, and then struck towards Feng Xingyao's position with neat movements.

When Feng Xingyao's fox tail hit him, Shen Yan would hold the dagger tightly without hesitation and slash towards the tail, fiercely and without any water.

Although it did not hurt Feng Xingyao, it successfully shaved off some of the white hair on his tail.

Feng Xingyao's fox tail once again knocked Shen Yan to the ground.

boom--

Shen Yan rolled around several times, it hurt, it hurt as if someone had cut his flesh.

Blood spilled from the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, Feng Xingyao's eyes changed slightly, because he smelled the smell of blood, and his consciousness seemed to have recovered a little.

Feng Xingyao's eyes darkened when he saw Shen Yan lying on the ground. He walked over and knelt down, ready to help her up, but she was alert and stabbed him in the chest with her backhand.

There was a 'stab' sound, and there was a stinging pain in his chest.

Feng Xingyao looked at her deeply, his face pale. He raised his hand to hold her hand holding the red flame dagger, and said in a very calm tone, "It hurts."

When Shen Yan heard this, she immediately knew that he had regained his senses. She looked in the direction of her hand and saw that the red flame dagger was inserted into Feng Xingyao's chest, at least half a finger deep.

The blood dyed his white clothes red, like the paint blooming into an extremely bright red flower, which was shockingly beautiful.

She pursed her lips, raised her eyes to look at him, and they looked at each other.

Shen Yan looked away. When she wanted to pull out the red flame dagger, Feng Xingyao's hand held her tightly, preventing her from moving.

His big hand held his own, giving him a faint electric shock.

"Pull it out and I'll help you stop the bleeding."

"But I'm afraid of pain." Feng Xingyao chuckled in a low voice, his pale lips raised slightly, and he didn't seem to care much about his injury.

Shen Yan was silent for a moment.

"Pull it out even if it hurts." As he said that, Shen Yan withdrew his hand, took out some hemostatic powder, and prepared to sprinkle it on the edge of his wound. However, his clothes blocked the hemostatic powder. Enter.

Shen Yan curled her fingers and then decided to tear his clothes.

stab-

The white clothes were torn apart.

Shen Yan only looked at his wound and did not look at his exposed area. She sprinkled the hemostatic powder on the edge of the wound and quickly stopped the bleeding.

Shen Yan lowered her eyes, "You can obviously avoid it."

"Yeah, indeed."

"Then why don't you hide?"

Feng Xingyao chuckled: "I didn't expect you to actually strike. If your dagger had been a little more deflected, it would have hit my heart, and I might have died."

"Don't trust me too much." Shen Yan held the dagger again, slowly raised his head, looked at him with dark eyes, and said in an indifferent tone: "I will do anything for my own safety."

Feng Xingyao suddenly leaned forward. The distance between him and Shen Yan was almost so close that they could kiss each other even if they moved a little. He looked down at her, his eyes were evil and charming, his voice was hoarse, sexy and lazy: "Yes What if one day, you change."

The two people's breaths intertwined, ambiguous.

Shen Yan said calmly: "There is nothing and no one worth changing."

"How cruel."

Feng Xingyao smiled slightly, but in an instant, Shen Yan quickly pulled out the dagger.

Feng Xingyao frowned and snorted slightly.

Shen Yan retracted the Chi Yan dagger, then raised her hand to push his shoulder to stop him from getting so close. Then, she picked up the powder to stop the bleeding from his wound again.

Blood slid down to his lower abdomen.

Shen Yan first stopped the bleeding and bandaged it briefly, then took a clean handkerchief and wiped the blood on his body.

As soon as she touched his abdomen, Feng Xingyao's eyes darkened, and he quickly reached out to grab her hand, and then shook her hand away.

"Don't do unnecessary things."