The Strongest Summoning System - C1

On the Spirit Martial Continent, on the Morning Dawn Plains, a few brown handsome steel-furred horses were standing by a small stream, gulping down large mouthfuls of water.

A few men wearing silver leather armor and holding long knives in their hands were constantly inspecting their surroundings.

A beautiful young girl wearing a gauze skirt walked out of the scarlet carriage.

The young girl lifted the curtain: “Young master, we are almost at Liu Ping City, please come down and take a stretch!”

“Okay, Blueheart.”

A very handsome young man with a pale face walked out.

But at this moment, “Sou!” A sound of something tearing through the air rang out.

“AHH!”

In the next second, a long black arrow pierced through the neck of the guard closest to the young man.

“Protect the young master!”

The remaining silver-armored guards roared and immediately surrounded the youth and the young girl, Blueheart! Protect them!

Immediately afterwards, another series of sonic booms could be heard. Two more silver-armored guards beside the youngster fell to the ground.

Many men holding onto black sabers and long swords charged out from the woods beside them!

Although the number of silver-armored guards was much lower than these bandits, they were still barely able to withstand the assault of these bandits!

“Bang!”

At this time, a loud sound came from the forest, and a large man rushed out from the forest.

This burly man’s body was as wide as two people. With a step, he instantly flew out, bringing with him a wave of Qi!

The silver-armored guards that had been protecting the youth were knocked flying.

“Die!”

After the burly man knocked away the silver-armored guard, he raised the large blade in his hand and slashed at the terrified teenager in front of him.

However, the surrounding people couldn’t bear to watch the bloody scene unfold as they turned their heads away.

On the surface, the youth who appeared to be panicking suddenly let out a sneer.

“Houtian seventh stage?”

“What?”

Before the burly man could even react, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of the young man, blocking his way.

The figure was wearing a black robe with a few eye-catching red clouds embroidered on it. It was none other than the big red cloud demon.

The right hand of the figure suddenly turned into a streak of black, and the burly man’s neck was slashed.

The burly man’s eyes just saw the ring on the ring finger of the man’s right hand with the word “Red” engraved on it.

A pair of crimson jade trident eyes coldly stared at the bandit present!

It was a weasel!

“Disturbing Master! It should be killed! ”

Ice-cold words slowly came out of the weasel’s mouth, like the judgement of the god of death.

The weasel’s body instantly disappeared as miserable shrieks rang out from its surroundings.

“Hiss …”

The remaining silver-armored guards sucked in a breath of cold air as they looked at the body of the bandit who had been miserably beheaded by the ferret.

After the weasel finished doing all of this, it stood behind the young man indifferently.

“Young Master!”

The youth nodded and shouted to the trembling old man behind the horse carriage.

With that, the youth gave the weasel a look, and the weasel’s figure gradually disappeared. The youth then carried the somewhat dumbfounded Lan Xin back to the carriage.

The youth rested his head on Blueheart’s slender and supple thigh, but his eyes constantly flashed with starlight.