Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Isn't that where she was burned by the Origin Fire?

I haven't been paying much attention, and now at first glance, I can't help but surprise her.

“When did it become the brand of Phoenix?” The cloud dance side lowered its head, muttering, and couldn't help but reach for the shoulder.

“Hiss!”

However, as soon as the cloud dancer touched the shoulder, the shoulder burst into the bone with a great deal of pain, and it felt like the heat was burning her flesh.

What the hell is going on?

“Master! What are you playing at?” Just as the cloud dance sighed, a sudden sound of curiosity sounded in the cave.

I saw a fat saffron, climbed up from the ground and moved to the cloud dance.

Red Ribbon?

“Red Ring, when are you here?” Last night, she wanted to come looking for it, but then...

By the way, her last consciousness seemed to have stopped in the Chaos Palace.

Chaos Palace!

The cloud dance didn't wait for Red Diamond to answer either. After she put her clothes on, she sat up, her mind moved and her consciousness entered the sea of consciousness very quickly.

The Chaos Palace, truly in a holy light, is guarded by the gates of the Chaos Palace by a mighty tall stone statue.

Isn't that the statue of the majestic statue?

She remembers how yesterday she was alive and now she's a stone statue?

“The beard? ”

I couldn't help but wake up and get no movement.

At the end of the cloud dance, it also entered the chaos palace, still an empty space, the dragon roll floated over the sky, abnormally quiet.

Looks like yesterday wasn't a dream.

What about the dark fog in her mental space?

The mind moved and the consciousness suddenly left the Chaos Palace and went straight into her spiritual space.

It's just that she's in a really depressed dark fog over her mental space.

At this moment, the fierce red eye flashed out of the fog, staring at the clouds with infinite anger.

“Crazy girl, you are also a witch, no wonder you can absorb most of the spiritual power of this seat. You are so disgusting. When this seat goes out, you must be the first to eat you. ”

It's spiritual?

But what doesn't make the cloud dance clear is that she's a witch. What's so special about her?

And why does she have this dark fog locked in her mental space, and what exactly is the definition of the Witch Clan in the eyes of these strange things?

Why is there so much anger when it comes to people in the Witch Nation?

Trapped in the forbidden land, the first time she saw her, she felt the power of white and old witchcraft, and angrily wanted to destroy the heavens and the earth.

This dark fog, too, seemed to hate it, and immediately ate her.

The Witch Clan!

The Witch Clan!

She must find out what the hell is going on, and about her mother...

Nor did he ignore the angry black fog. The cloud dance eased from the spiritual space, opened his eyes, and looked at the little fat flower that was in front of him.

“Master, you smell so good. ”

Smells good?

I couldn't help but pick my eyebrows. “Red Ring, you're just a flower, not a dog. What can you smell? ”

“Master, I'm not lying to you, really, you smell really good, like... it tastes good.” The red diamond petal sniffed, and the naive voice was very serious.

But it makes the clouds sweat!

This guy, he doesn't want to eat people, does he?