The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady Chapter 2668: Immolation (1)

Nangong Mengmeng stood up tremblingly and quietly looked at the gentle Yun Qi. Shen Yanxiao often went out and never returned. Although Nangong Mengmeng worshiped Shen Yanxiao as a teacher, what she really taught her was It is Yun Qi.

Now, she can only watch the kind old man continually consume his life against the monster. At this moment, Nangong Mengmeng hates her powerlessness.

"I won't humiliate, Master and Grandpa's reputation." Nangong Mengmeng choked his mouth, and the despair in his eyes gradually to vanish, replaced by firmness like never before.

Nangong Mengmeng turned and rushed out of the city.

She is a disciple of Shen Yanxiao and a summoner taught by Yun Qi. In this battle, she must not humiliate the master and ancestor.

On the fierce battlefield, a slender figure stayed outside the city gate. She bit her fingertips and, drawing on her own blood, drawn a huge summoning array on the cracked earth.

Nangong Mengmeng may not know what the forbidden technique Yun Qi uses, but she knows what she wants to do.

Even if she can't summon a behemoth like Lava Lord, she must at least do her best to summon a monster.

The drawing of the summoning array is over. Nangong Mengmen is kneeling on her knees, her hands are resting on the ground, Douda's tears keep rolling down from her eyes, and the sound of piercing heart is squeezed out of her dry throat.

"No matter who it is, save Master ... Save the barren land ... You can change my life, anyone can ... Save them ..." The once innocent girl already transformed, The **** battle shook her soul.

Summoning halo sent out a circle of halo, the light gradually expanded, Nangong Mengmen widened his eyes, praying for the coming of the fantasy beast.

Although she is a summoner, she has n’t been able to summon powerful magical beasts because of her limited strength. So far, she has only summoned medium-level magical beasts. However, in such a battle, the appearance of intermediate magical beasts is fundamental That's a fortune.

Nangong Mengmeng has never been helpless like she is now. She hates her weakness and incompetence.

Her master is fighting in blood, her ancestors are fighting for their lives. What can she do to save all this.

A black shadow gradually formed in the halo.

Nangong Mengmeng's eyes floated a little despair.

The shadow is very small, and it is no different from ordinary Warcraft.

Despair runs through her whole body.

In the end, can't she summon powerful monsters?

"Did you call me into this world, ignorant man?" From the shadow with a mocking voice.

With the unfriendly voice, a dark, lion-shaped phantom beast emerged from the halo.

Nangong Mengmeng looked at the fantasy beast in front of her in amazement. She couldn't see the level of this fantasy beast at all. In this case, she had never seen it before.

"I smell the desperate scent. The smell seems to come from you." The black lion slowly landed on the ground, walking around Nangong Meng, who was sitting in the summoning array.

"I want it, it's not you! You can't ..." Nangong Mengmeng sat pale on the ground, her despair shrouded in her heart.

She needs strength, powerful strength, this fantasy beast is not the result she wants.

The black lion frowned at the girl in front of her. The girl's contempt made her very dissatisfied.

"Human, who do you think you're talking to!"