Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The man just stood in front of her. At the speed of her hand, how could the sword fall and disappear?

This scene, however, also allowed to stand aside, the man who had been calm and indifferent, frowned and his eyes flashed beyond doubt.

That's the legend, Miss Nine Sick Wastes?

Cloud Spirit water also opened its eyes, the bottom of the eyes was the surprise and stunner, and a little confused, his eyes swept straight around.

Where is he?

After a lap, I didn't see the cloud dance at all, I didn't even breathe.

It feels like she just disappeared.

How is that possible?

She's a loser. How could she do that?

But...

“Looking for me? No need to look, I'm right next to you.” A strange cold voice suddenly came from the ears of Su Jingmeng.

Su Jingmeng's face was heavy, almost unconscious, and his sword was in his hand. He straddled the past towards the source of the sound.

The sharp sword falls, but it is still air.

Now, if Su Jingmeng doesn't have a sense of crisis, it's stupid.

What kind of crap is a piece of crap if it reaches the point where it's a ghost?

“Do you really want my life?” The faint voice of cloud dance finally came from in front of her.

Su Jingmeng glanced forward, and the cloud dance appeared as if it were flashing in the sky, winking in front of her.

Su Jingmeng's eyes slightly shrugged and his cold eyes flashed sharply. He stared at her. “Turns out you've been pretending all along. You're not a piece of shit at all. That's why the old lady cares so much about you, isn't it? ”

She's pretty sure about that.

And when Su Jingmeng said that, the cloud spirit water beside him opened his eyes and pretended?

How is that possible?

Who's so stupid, so powerful, yet pretending to be a piece of shit? More than a decade? He was beaten to death countless times and almost lost his life several times.

To pretend to be a waste?

Rumor has it, the cloud dance eyes are as dark as a pool of laughter; “You're so smart, you should know that when you walk in here, you have to keep your life for a price? ”

“What a sigh!” Su Jingmeng's eyes are gloomy: “Even if you are pretending to be a piece of crap, today I will make you a real piece of crap. ”

Su Jingmeng's anger drank a sigh, and the long sword in his hand directly impacted the sword, quickly stabbing away.

Three-stage fighting, strong momentum, that sword as if it was enough to split people in half.

The corner of the cloud dancer's mouth smiled slightly and her figure didn't move, so she looked at the sword and struck her head.

When Yun Lingshui saw this, she was delighted and shouted: “A sword killed her! ”

Su Jingmeng was quick and tough!

“Brush!”

The sword broke the sound of the air.

However, at the next moment, Yunling water and Su Jingmeng took a breath of surprise.

Hands-free?

No, it's two thin fingers to say that the sharp sword was stably intercepted.

Su Jingmeng's face changed slightly after taking a deep breath, because, with this sword, she could do everything she could.

But now, the sword in her hand was between the fingers of the cloud dance. She couldn't move at all. Her hands were dark and she still didn't move half.

Watching the still indifferent cloud dance, Su Jingmeng brushed a sense of danger in his heart at this moment.

Want to draw back the long sword in your hand.

The cloud dance looked at Su Jing Dream, whose face was a little ugly. The corner of his mouth rose slightly. “You brought this to the door yourself. Your life, I took it. ”