Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The idea of cloud dance had just fallen on my mind, and the mist floating around me suddenly spinning like a tornado.

Then, she burst into her eyebrows and forced herself in, with a very strange text, suddenly into her brain nerve, painful and itchy.

But the cloud dance didn't understand the meaning of the word for a while.

In time, I just felt dizzy and dizzy, and my head was about to blow up, and my head and feet fell on one knee.

After a while, the pain disappeared.

However, when the tingle disappeared, she was relaxed and calmed by her previously distressed mind.

What the hell is going on?

The cloud dance swept around before realizing that the white mist in the space had disappeared. Except for the dragon roll, it was empty.

But at this point, a clear piece of text flashed through my mind.

“The way of life, the first gateway created by the ancestors of chaos, can enrich the grass, resurrect dead trees, regenerate...”

Later, there is another paragraph that appears to be missing.

However, after seeing this text, the cloud dance still flashed brightly.

A way of life?

Is this the first ability to become Lord of Chaos?

……

In the blood pool!

Having entered the final bone stage of cloud dance, all of a sudden, the light flashed on his body, directly shocking the dragon into the open.

Under the evil eyes of the dragon, a violet red light suddenly emanated from her body, in the otherwise pitch-black cave, suddenly bright.

It also made it clear to the dragon that under her skin, green willows began to emerge constantly, a vast life streamed from her body, like, she was about to become a tree.

“Little thing!” The dragon poured his evil pupils and his heart was a little shocked.

Is that the twig inside her acting weird?

The dragon poured the evil under her eyes and moved in shape. At the first time, a long arm held her tight and the two bodies held each other together.

At that moment, a dark light spreads from his heart, and gradually, the life emanating from the body of the cloud dance is devoured under that dark light.

The willow strip that appeared on her skin was instantly depleted, alive and withered under the cover of light... repeatedly and strangely.

Dragons sweat cold and stick to her skin, like a sharp pain cut like a knife and torn apart.

But at this moment, in his eyes, he was amazed and stunned. How could there be a power of life in her?

With his dark powers, they are mutually exclusive.

What the hell is going on here?

Was she the one who was “prophesied” to be the biggest obstacle to him?

……

Morning!

When the cloud dance awakens from the cave rock, and finds itself still naked, it has already indicated that it is calm!

However, his eyes swept around the cave, but the dragon's evil figure had disappeared.

He's gone again!

But when she woke up conscious, she felt that this time, her body, was really resurrected, because she felt that there was a sense of life everywhere.

He helped her.

For this man, the cloud dance doesn't know what it feels like...

Sitting up, when the lid slipped on her, seeing her body change, the cloud dance couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Very snowy and childish.

The snow muscle of coagulation, like a newborn child, especially when the corner of her eyes swept onto her shoulder like a phoenix in a flame, her mind trembled for a moment.