Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“Black Pride, do you want me to order you as master of Chaos Palace? Stop right now. ”

The second sentence had an immediate effect on black arrogance, and the Chaos Palace finally subsided after trembling the last ripple.

The cloud dance was relieved and I endured some unhappy feelings. I said to the dragon, "Send me back to the tent first, I need a break. ”

To be precise, she needs a quiet environment to communicate well with Black Pride.

However, at this time, the dragon's evil eyes looked at her strangely, staring straight at her, seemingly wanting to see her soul.

“Why are you looking at me like that?” Cloud dance frowned and looked at him.

“Don't hide something from me!” The dragon looked at her and somehow said something like this.

The cloud danced in shock, but soon returned to normal, looking into his eyes, “One day, you'll be able to hide from me, maybe, I'll think about it! ”

In that case, the dragon's eyes sank in darkness.

Perhaps, in some cases, both feel that it is not the right time to talk, or perhaps, both of them have a restricted place in their hearts that no one can touch.

……

Camp!

Watching the dragon dump evil to help the cloud dance back to the tent, Old Hu and others saw this, all asked about the previous concerns a few sentences, all obsessed by the dragon dump evil on the grounds of “too tired to detoxify Nangong Yi”.

Into the tent, the cloud dance excused to want to sleep for a while and poured out the dragon evil.

The dragon looked at the cloud dance with some deep and unpredictable meaning, but in the end, nothing was said.

The cloud dance lay on the bed, as if she were asleep. In fact, the spirit has sinked into the sea of consciousness, into the chaos palace.

Cloud dance has entered the Chaos Palace countless times now, but she has never seen anything like it.

A mess in the Chaos Palace!

Wretched?

Yeah, it's bad.

Though this space, apart from the dragon roll that floats in the middle of the sky, and the fairy fruit tree on the lawn on the ground, is just an empty piece.

But at this moment, in this empty space, that already thin rage, became mixed and fluctuated, spreading to the surrounding area, giving rise to an unusually lame mess.

Even that immortal fruit tree, rooted in the raw gate, has now faded away some leaves.

Look at the broken leaves. Most of them were destroyed.

The cloud dance searched for a circle, didn't see the black arrogance, just stood there and waited.

Soon after, there was a blurry black fog in front of the cloud dancer.

The fog twisted, condensed and gradually revealed its proud form.

“Come on, what was that all about? You're trying to tear down my chaos palace, aren't you? ”

Black arrogance stood silently in front of the cloud dance, a pair of scarlet eyes like watching the cloud dance, but more like crossing the cloud dance figure and seeing the vast distance.

The cloud dance saw him like this, and it would be silly if you hadn't guessed what kind of cat it was.

So, she didn't turn around either, and she said, "Is it related to the ancient warcraft community? ”

Just after the cloud dance, the proud cheeks twitched, the forehead tightened, and the blood vessels under the skin bounced violently.

It seemed like there was something about to erupt, but in the end it disappeared.

He watched the cloud dance, so halfway past, the sound of the dull voice just sent a word, “Yes. ”

Although the cloud dance has always determined that Black Pride lived a long time, it never occurred to him that he would be involved with the ancient Warcraft community.

What species did she give her master servant a contract with?

Can't you be surprised at the bottom of the cloud dance, but it still doesn't change its appearance?

“Anything else, just stop asking. With your strength right now, knowing too much is bad for you and can put you in a lot of danger that you can't handle. ”

When Black Pride finished, he sat beside the trunk of the fairy fruit tree where he had grown up.

Those green branches, gently wiggling around the black arrogance, were like consciousness in appeasing his heart.

The cloud dancer chewed the proud words over and suddenly realized what, his eyes glared.

“Are you saying that those who destroyed the Warcraft community still existed in this world? ”

Black arrogance nodded slightly, "Although I am imprisoned here, I can still feel that for so long, no matter how many ethnic exterminations, they have disappeared into the eyes of the world, but they do exist. ”

When the cloud dance heard this, my heart felt a little chilly.

What kind of people have they been hiding in the dark for so long with such enormous and terrible power? What do you want?

The black arrogant cloud dance frowned and smiled softly.

“There is no need to worry so much, they are only interested in the strong, and they must be stronger than them. Now you, you can't get into their eyes. ”

The cloud dance doesn't make sense.

Are you unwilling to be strong enough to see the world as it really is, or are you glad you're not strong enough to be the target of those snipers?

“Let's go back. It's a bit out of control today. After all, it's been too long since I've heard anything about the past. ”

The black arrogance leans against the fairy fruit tree to emit a wire of angry trunk, and the sound is filled with a sour, cool smell.

“Remember, don't pry into their news until you're underpowered, and it's no good for you. ”

Looking at the black arrogance that had already closed his eyes, the cloud dance did not continue to disturb him, but chose to retreat quietly.

Cloud dance thinks that, often, people need a place to lick their wounds.

The Chaos Palace is so proud. Is that what it is now?

Leaving the sea of consciousness, the cloud dance lay in the tent and opened her eyes, and the dim light made her see things as if they were a blurry fiction, very untrue.

For a long time, the goal of cloud dance was just to make yourself stronger, to beat the queen Snow Willow, who had been behind it, and even the one who was hiding behind it.

But black arrogance is like burying a seed in the heart of a cloud dance.

A seed full of motivation, urging her to continue along the path of cultivation.

After some time, the dragon poured the evil curtain open and walked in with a bowl of hot soup in his hand.

“Little things, are you better? Dinner's ready. I asked the girl to cook you some soup. If you're hungry, I'll go get you some more food. ”

The cloud dance looked at the back of the dragon's evil light, and the moonlight chilled beside him, like the night he killed the Snow Wolf.

What kind of man is he?

“Little thing, what are you looking at?” The dragon noticed a strange look in the cloud dance, looking at him like he was evaluating what to measure.

The cloud dance blinked, and the mind returned to the cage, and she squeezed her gaze down with a little speculation.

“Nothing. I'll just have some soup. ”

Dragon poured evil and handed the soup bowl to the cloud dancer, staring at her.

The cloud dance was uncomfortable staring at the dragon, drank the soup with a big mouthful of mouth, put the soup bowl into the dragon's evil arms and began to drive people.

“Well, I have to rest, so get out. ”

She was kind enough to let the dragon fall back in sight, and her eyes flashed quite spoiled.

“Little things, Husband is also wounded, you put me out to dinner, aggravate my injuries? ”

The cloud dance watched the dragon pour evil without fear. It also looked like it was playing with a thick face. At that time, it was silent.

However, it is true that he is suffering from the cold.

But if you spend the night in a tent with this dragon, in his shameless gesture, you can wonder what will happen.

“Well, I'm out.” The cloud dance rises from the bed.

Dragon poured evil long legs and stumbled on a cloud dance. Long arms stretched and dragged her straight back into her arms.

The dragon poured evil pillows on the neck of the cloud-dancing, with thin lips almost attached to the cheeks of the cloud-dancing.

“What an unconscious little thing, for a husband. Shouldn't you take good care of him? Don't forget, it's all for you to have a husband like this. ”

The cloud dance glanced at him and he was not angry at all, tearing it apart: “If you didn't know how to hurt your soul, how could the rest of it appear? Don't fuck with me. ”

Say it, the cloud dance directly dragged away the restless hand of the dragon, flashed, and pulled the distance between the two.

However, the word "cloud dance" makes the dragon smile on his evil face, which is weird.

“Little things, many things, are not what you think they are, don't you want to know? ”

The cloud danced and poured evil on the dragon: “If you want to say it, why are you here to question me? But if you ask me, don't you want to say that you hurt your soul for me? ”

The word "cloud dance" silenced the dragon.

His deep black eyes looked at the cloud dance, like many more words, but he didn't intend to say anything, some mysterious and some feeling of smoking.

“Of course I want to go to the soup for you, but you never gave me a chance! ”

The man's slippery tongue has made the cloud dance feel normal.

Instead of taking his words seriously, he sat up straight and asked the dragon evil questions.

“Well, don't be silly. What did you tell me earlier about the ancient rumors, about the superiors? Was he left behind by that ethnic group? Or, what does it matter? ”

If that superior officer really was left behind by the ancient tribe, it would be much stronger than it is now, wouldn't it?

But the superior officer she saw didn't seem to be like that...

The dragon did not immediately answer the question of cloud dance.

Instead, he found a few cushions and leaned on the crate, comfortable to continue talking to the cloud dance.