Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“Was it your girl who opened the space and woke the seat?” All of a sudden, a cloudy voice came out of the sky and suddenly it rang in her ear.

The clouds danced, but she subconsciously retreated, because, in her heart, it was the dark fog above that opened her mouth.

You, who are you?

The cloud dance wanted to open its mouth, but the sound was stuck in its throat, only the voice shouted.

I didn't think you could hear the dark fog.

“Oh, you want to know who this seat is? Then let the king go. I'll tell you what you want to know.” The word is seductive.

Cloud dance frown, sweep it, “I don't really want to know, you don't say, forget it, I'll call you Black Fog in the future. ”

Coming to the heretics, she had seen what happened to flying animals and bushes.

Now she has entered her spiritual space, and sees such a dark fog of speech, even if it is fantastic, it is quite calm.

However, her words fell, the fog suddenly flashed a huge pair of scarlet eyes, and the shadows stared straight into the clouds.

“If you don't let this seat out, you'll be the first to eat it.” Such evil and gloomy rage.

What a shady sense of danger.

The clouds are trembling!

Unfortunately, the last thing she likes about it is the threat from someone else, sticking up the waist bar, looking up at it, "I don't know who you're being held in my spiritual space, but it's on my property, so you'd better behave yourself, or I'll be rude to you. ”

“You're welcome to this seat? Ha ha, just because of you?” Shady laughed loudly, a force of unknown oppression, rushing to the clouds.

The clouds danced against that sudden force of oppression, and her face changed slightly.

It's a weird force, it doesn't hurt, but it gives her a sense of horrible oppression.

What the hell is that fog?

Next second!

Her consciousness was squeezed directly out of that spiritual space.

Extruded?

Yes, in her own spiritual space, she was squeezed out by that strange black fog. What's this all about?

After being squeezed out of space, the cloud dance couldn't even think about it. A strange spiritual force seemed to find the entrance, and suddenly it came at her wildly.

Under that spiritual force, the head was poured into a heavy stone like a sword.

At first it was heavy, but gradually a tingle came, especially to the back, and when the mental energy came wildly, the cloud dance felt that the whole head was almost cracked.

“Ugh!”

The pain made the cloud dance so boring, her face pale as paper!

Outside the blood pool!

She is being injected with energy to help her get out of her womb and change bones, and the reincarnated dragon pours evil. Her handsome face is also a little pale and sweaty from her forehead.

This process, in fact, is not only a cloud dance, but he is also enduring the corrosion of the blood of the animal that rises with the heat, his skin rots, enters the blood pool, is absorbed by her, and finally merges with her when she changes her bone muscles.

That way, in her life, she'll never get rid of him again!

……

The cloud dance headache almost made her want to howl, and it felt like her head was being eaten by tens of thousands of ants, making her breathe difficult.

It is a great pain beyond what ordinary people can bear.