Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

That thing in the dark didn't move very fast, and everyone waited a while before seeing some big shadows in the moonlight.

The number of dark shadows is three.

Before the dragon poured evil, it was said that the five poisonous stones were inspired by the poison and the warcraft should be of the fourth and fifth order.

If it were three fourth-order warcraft, they would still have the strength to fight.

But if there are two or even three Fifth Beasts in there, things can get tricky.

The superior officer probably thought of something with the cloud dance, and he said to everyone, "Don't move too lightly, just wait. ”

“Little things, husbands are up to you to protect.” The dragon held the cloud dance from behind her back, her chin pillow on her shoulder, and her posture was intimate.

The cloud dance glanced at him in a bad mood and whispered: “I told you not to come. ”

The dragon smiled softly, and the voice had an unspeakable smell.

He seemed to think of the words of cloud dance as words of love, with sweetness in his laughter.

Those three shadows are not less cautious than the clouds, and each of them walks slowly, like they're afraid to shock their opponents.

That sand sounds like a piece of sandpaper that people are grinding their hearts, making everyone extremely uncomfortable.

Finally, the closer the three shadows get, in the moonlight, they reveal their true faces.

There was a series of sounds of air pumping around, and the cloud dance had not asked questions, and the dragon's evil had explained to her.

“Lucky for us, three purple-grain poisonous scorpions at the top of the fourth order did not attract the fifth order warcraft. ”

The cloud dance listened to the dragon pour the evil wind and the clouds lightly explained, I didn't know how to say he was good.

Three four-stage peaks of warcraft, is that what you're dealing with?

She had just thought that dragons poured evil right after her: “One or two purple-textured scorpions are better than one, but three purple-textured scorpions, if combined, are no worse at fighting than the monsters at the top of the fifth order. ”

The fifth peak?

This is a fight with the Snow Wolf.

The cloud dance thought of the dragon's evil words "lucky” and determined that he must have been talking the other way.

The superior officer was also not very pleased with such a development. He landed a few times and went to the cloud dance to follow them.

“Are the guards of Nangong Yi unable to deal with these things, or are they counting on you and me? ”

Although the superior officer said “you”, the cloud dance found that he had always watched the dragon speak evil.

Dragon leaned against the corner of his lip and lazily said: “You don't know, I can't do it yet, I'm counting on you, but I think it's better. ”

“Then you can only rely on Little Five. ”

The superior officer's eyes are burning against the dragon's evil, and the meaning of this statement is self-evident.

“What needs to be detoxified is Nangong Yi and your friends. Why should I do it?” The cloud dance was intolerant of the threats revealed in the official discourse, and the eyes were cold.

The superior officer seemed not to expect the cloud dance to say this. He looked at the cloud dance with great confusion and wondered why she refused to help.

“You, how can you not see death? ”

The attitude of the cloud dancer towards the superior officer is even more confusing, why must she save it?

Next, let the cloud dance squeeze.

“The blood of your people has always been about saving lives. Do you want to break the rules when you get here? ”

With saving lives?

Is that what witches are like? A Queen Snow Willow denied it completely, didn't she?

Of course, the power that Snow Willow exerted seemed to belong to the dark faction of the Witch Nation, and as for the Light faction, she had no impression of that.

Of course, even if she did, it didn't seem to matter to her. A bloodstained assassin with both hands would not have mercy on the kind of "grandeur” that would have given herself salvation.

The cloud dance looked at the superior officer, but at that moment, she suddenly flashed a spiritual light in her heart.

By the way, isn't she just nowhere to find out about the Witch Clan? Perhaps she can get some information about the Witch Nation from this superior officer.

With regard to the Witch Nation, cloud dance has always been full of questions and there is nowhere to say.

Black Pride knows a lot, but the cloud dance can feel it, and Black Pride doesn't want to say more.

Now that the superior officer has started, the cloud dance has a question I've always wanted to ask, but now the situation does not give her such time...

Not far away, the three purple poison scorpions were about to meet, and the sound of the hard crust rubbing the ground rubbed everyone's eardrums.

After meeting each other, the three purple scorpions were so obsessed with the Five Poisonous Stones that they made hostile noises to their peers.

That hissing makes all the cloud-dancing ears a little painful, with sharp sonic waves penetrating the eardrum, straight to the head.

It's like there's countless needles in the brain of a cloud dancer.

“Here we go.” The superiors were pleased with this development when they saw the three purple scorpions lifting their giant scorpions against their fellow brethren.

The cloud dance immediately guessed the idea of a superior officer, and if these purple poison scorpions fought each other, it would be better to break some of them.

In that way, they, the humans, would have taken advantage of the fishermen yesterday.

Those giant things hit quickly, and adults with half-sized pliers, like scorpions cast in steel, are their most powerful weapons.

For a while, as these beasts fought, the cloud dance only felt that the ground beneath their feet was vibrating with frequency.

Some of the surrounding trees were devastated, and a number of small trees were directly destroyed into shredded trees and debris.

Obviously one of the three purple scorpions only took the upper hand.

It was one lap bigger than the other two, and when the scorpion hit the other two, both of them screamed painfully.

Under the moonlight, the largest purple-grain poison scorpion flashed a metallic glow around it.

Two smaller purple scorpions, one knocked out a few meters away by it with a huge plier and the other by it with a powerful scorpion tail.

Focusing on five poisonous stones, grass scraps, shreds of wood, dust, and a choking smoke blended together to shield people from sight.

The superior officer stared at the fight and held his hands in front of him. He was nervous.

There are dark hopes that this purple poison scorpion will beat the other two away or even kill them, so that they will be much less dangerous in a moment.

However, it is because it is difficult to achieve.

Dragons danced with the clouds, watched the warcraft fight, and when they saw the nervous and anticipating appearance of their superiors, they smiled unnamed.

Once those two smaller purple scorpions had climbed back, they were no longer blindly attacking.

Instead, they are hidden in close proximity to each other, meaning joint warfare.

The enemy of an enemy is a friend, and this iron rule, between warcraft, applies as well.

When those two purple poisonous scorpions were about to jump towards the larger one, the cloud dancer's eyes accidentally revealed a hint of surprise.

No wonder the dragon poured evil: “Even a bunch of wild dogs know how to join forces when they meet strong enemies, let alone those of the fourth-order peak warcraft? ”

The cloud dance did not speak, but only saw the dragon's evil face through the moonlight. It was not uncomfortable to see him, so he was relieved to refocus on the battle situation.

About this strategy worked, and the larger purple scorpion quickly became irresistible and defeated continuously.

Even its metallic shell leaves a lot of scars.

Curiously, the cloud dance did not see blood coming out of those wounds, but rather the faint smoke coming out of the rift.

The superior officer saw this scene and suddenly shouted badly.

“Attack the wounded purple scorpion! ”

After shouting that sentence, the superior officer took the lead in flying away, and he did not carry any weapons.

A cloud dance revealed a mutation in his hands after his superiors landed next to the three purple scorpions.

The superior officer's hands gradually grew bigger and his nails grew faster, then turned into steely claws.

It seems that the dragon's evil claim that the superior officer has the blood of a group of warcraft is true.

After all, humans cannot have claws like that.

Lin 'an and others did not know why the superior officer suddenly made the attack, but this time they put their hopes on the superior officer, and he spoke. Lin 'an naturally took people into the war.

The three purple scorpions did not seem to understand why humans appeared when the superior officer had preemptively rushed to the injured purple scorpion.

His injured claw instantly grew nearly a foot long, scratching like a purple poison scorpion against the crustacean's head, targeting exactly its black bean-like eyes.

“Ow!”

The purple scorpion, unexpectedly expecting to ambush its enemies, was suddenly unable to withstand the blow and made a painful howl.

Huge pliers are like two arms of a person, flexibly grabbing the upper officer.

That sharp serrated tooth, if sandwiched by a superior officer, turns 100 percent into a body cut into two pieces.

In times of crisis, the superior officer retreated, and Ling An was very timely to cut the pliers of the purple scorpion with a long sword.

“Huh!”

The sound of the golden stone sounded, and a spark erupted on the crust of the purple poison scorpion, and the pain returned.

With the presence of superiors and their human beings, the scene was temporarily frozen.

The three purple scorpions leaned unintentionally together, and when faced with enemies other than my own, they united again, unanimously.

The dragons looked at the superiors and surrounded them with three purple poisonous scorpion clusters, whispering: "Shh, look for death. ”

The cloud dance caught the point and asked the dragon, "What is the gas in the purple poison scorpion wound? ”

“It's poison gas. Remember, they are poisonous scorpions, and besides the lethal toxins in the needle on the tail, there is a layer of poison gas hidden under the crust, and if there is too much human contamination, even if they are hunted by humans, humans will die under those gases. ”

The cloud dance only understands why the superiors are so anxious to make a move and wait. Regardless of the victory of the purple scorpion, they are all dead.