Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

At that moment, both the dragon's evil and the cloud dance felt a strange and harsh aura coming from afar.

It's him!

The night they saw the Dragon Xu Master in the cave below the Hurricane Cliff, Ink Night Ice.

But behold, the shadow of the black robe flashed.

It's obviously still far away.

But not many breathing rooms, that tall black robe, have appeared in front of everyone.

“Daddy!” The staring teenager, seeing the black robe, the emotional fluctuations clearly eased a little.

The dark eyes under the black robe looked at the teenager calmly as water.

As soon as he swung his hand, a black gas emerged from the white hand under the black robe, covering the young man who was pierced.

Only then did the dragon-dropped wound on the teenager begin to heal through the incurable wound.

“Go back and eat something!” It's not a warm voice, it's coming in cold.

At this moment, I can't seem to feel this person, it smells a little dangerous.

But only the dragon who was blocked from the path and the cloud dance could be more clear.

In the face of this dark night ice, they all have that sensation of unnamed tremor in their heart.

This inky night ice is definitely not what they're up against right now.

“Dad! They...”

Before the teenager finished his speech, the white hand under the black robe lifted up gently to stop him from speaking.

“I know, you go back. ”

The teenager was going to say something else.

But this is what my body looks like, and I really need to go back and supplement it.

So I lifted my eyes and saw the cloud dance after a glance.

He swung and quickly headed deep into the forest.

At this time, the face under the black robe of Ink Night Ice slowly emerged from the black robe.

Pale face, no half-blood.

Unsurprisingly, it gives a strange sense of a cold, icy corpse.

“That night, you broke into my cell?” That was still an unflattering sound, he asked.

At this time, the dragons pour evil and the clouds dance in the direction of each side.

Faced with this dark night ice, there is a sense of crisis in my heart.

The cloud dance was meant to speak, but the dragon poured evil first.

“It turns out that the dungeon of the Beast Gate was the work of a master. I don't know. The Lord of Longxu knows nothing about this! ”

Dragons pouring evil sounds like laughing and not laughing, not disguised enough to make the Dragonwell Bridge below and a dozen learners hear clearly.

Not surprisingly, the dragon dumped the evil word.

Let those learners be stunned.

The Beast Gate?

What is that place?

Master, do you have an underground cell?

At this time, however, no one dared speak.

Ink night ice raised his eyes cold and watched the dragon pour evil. When he saw his golden eyes, a flash if nothing seemed to have flashed.

“Turns out you're the one who made the dragon! ”

Young Master Long?

Is there a dragon in the throne of the three kingdoms?

Longjing Bridge and others heard that one by one was somewhat surprised and looked up secretly at the dragon.

It is said that the dragon has always been mysterious. Even those who have seen him, they cover their faces with a half ghost mask.

But you never thought that the man you're blocking today is the dragon boy?

Dragons talk evil, the corners of the mouth are curled up, and the evil is full of charm. “It seems that Master Guo's eye-pointing skills are really the same as the legend. ”

The bloodless lips of the inky night ice were slightly raised, "Really? ”

Very normal conversation.

But the next second, the cloud dance changed.

“Careful! ”

Her voice has not yet fallen, and the image on the other side has transformed another scene.

The shadow of the black robe, such as the ghost phantom, appeared in front of the dragon.

White hands, stained with black gas, attacked the dragon and poured evil.

The action looked absolutely flat and elegant.

But it was too soon to be surprised.

The first moment when the dragon poured its evil face suddenly jumped and flashed.

“Hiss...”

The sound of clothes being ripped apart.

Dragon poured evil belly clothes ripped open a long mouth, a blood stain seeped out of it...

The inky night ice is not attacking.

And then he stood there in the middle of the sky, looking at the dragon with cold eyes.

“This is the wound that gave you to my son. ”

The dragon spoke evil and reached out and caressed his lower abdomen.

When he saw the blood stained with black gas on the tip of his hand, his golden eyes sank deep, but his mouth curled up.

Only to see his abdominal wound, stained by the black gas, was cracked open and unable to heal.

This is the wound after the inky night ice attack.

What does that mean?

The dragon poured evil into his heart and knew exactly what it was.

And the cloud dance on the other side saw this, and my heart trembled suddenly.

Damn it.

This inky night ice is too strong and weird, it's not an adversary at all.

The black fire in the cloud dancer condensed into a black sword and was about to go to the dragon to pour evil.

But at this moment, the dragon's evil gaze swept towards her.

Stopped her.

The old man said that her identity should never be revealed to the Beast Gate.

Until then, Dragon's evil efforts also tried to stop Jean from revealing her witch identity in front of the teenager.

Why the hell not?

She really doesn't know.

But she felt that her witchcraft status would inevitably have unimaginable consequences for her until she became strong.

But, you know, just watching?

The dark night ice corner swept away the cloud dance.

At that moment, the cloud dance was like being locked in by something, and my heart panicked silently.

It was like, at the beginning, outside the stone door of the Gate of Beasts, there was something weird about being stared at.

“Are you a witch? ”

A voice with no emotions, spewing out of that pale lip, like asking and like affirming.

Cloud-dancing frowns wrinkled.

The dragon poured evil, but his face was cold and his heart was tight.

The heavy sword in his hand held tight and his golden eyes glistened; “Your opponent, it's me! ”

Only, the dragon poured the evil word and gave a glance at the cloud dance.

The next moment, his figure flashed so fast that he went straight towards the dark night ice...

… go!

This is a word that the dragon said silently when it cast evil on the cloud dancer's eyes.

Let's go?

Is he trying to make her run?

It's just, he's still here. Where else could she go?

Midnight's cold eyes looked at the dragon that attacked him, and in his dark eyes, he was as cold as a hole, unable to see a little emotional fluctuation.

The moment the dragon poured evil on him.

The shadow underneath the black robe was empty.

Turning his eyes, his white finger had caught the sword that dragon had poured evil.

Gently like, a twist.

“Huh!”

The sharp sword broke at that moment.

“Huh!”

Ink night ice a backhand, that truncated blade, the blade broke through and headed towards the cloud dance heart.

The moment the dragon sees this evil, his face suddenly startles and yells; “Get out of the way...”

The cloud dancer's face was also a shock, and she wanted to move away.

But...

Hurry up!

That was extremely fast.

The cloud dance was not given any chance to escape.

There's not even time to stir up the gas shield.

“Pfft!”

The sound of the knife into the flesh.

At that moment, the dragon's evil face changed instantly, and his eyes almost clashed...

Cloud dance also feels the pain of flesh being pierced.

But the next second, it made everyone look stupid.

The blade is in the flesh.

But a dark fog burst out of her at the moment it burst into the heart of a cloud dancer.

Weird dark fog that covers the entire body of the cloud dance.

The knife fell off and the wound healed very quickly...

But when I saw the dark fog, the cold, pale face suddenly changed.

“Black, black... how, how is that possible? ”

Ink night ice looks at the dark fog over the cloud dance.

Deep in his cold eyes, he finally appeared restless and unbelievable, holding his fair hands into fists.

Impossible!

That has disappeared for thousands of years, how can it still exist...

But the smell of dark fog can't be faked.

In her body, there was...

... Girl, run while you can.

At this time, the cloud-dancing mind sounded like an indomitable voice.

Blackhaughty is now imprisoned inside the dead door, but forcibly rescues her.

It must also suffer.

But...

But the sound of arrogance fell in my head, and I didn't wait for the clouds to escape.

Midnight ice mood is like being fluctuated by something, face suddenly twisted, weird shaped.

Turning his eyes, he appeared in front of the dragon.

“Pfft!”

Without giving any chance to react, the white hand penetrated the dragon's evil abdomen directly.

This scene, just like it was fixed at this moment.

The cloud dance felt like all the movement had stopped, just staring at the dragon through his abdomen and dying.

My heart is pounding.

Blood seemed to freeze at that moment, too.

The brain was blank, leaving her face pale at that moment.

“Let him go! ”

The sound of the cloud dance, like the sand dust pulled out of the North Pole and the cold...

At this moment, the dark night ice stares at the cloud dance.

The dark fog on the cloud dance is fading away.

Still, in his cold eyes, he could see a strange, insane greed.

“Give me that power inside you. ”

The power?

Black arrogance?

Don't say black arrogance can't be handed over, even if it can be handed over, it's impossible.

Seeing the cloud dance was quiet, the cold and furious underneath the eyes of the dark night ice swept past, and when it was in the hand, one pushed hard.

“Pfft!”

Dragons pour evil face white, mouth and mouth bloodshed!

But at the same time.

The dragon poured evil in his hand and instantly stabbed the broken sword into the madness of the inky night ice.

“Leave me alone, let's go!” The dragons turned their heads and roared at the clouds.

“Go? Into my eyes, she can still walk there.” The strange cold laugh of the night ice sounded.

Only, the broken sword that pierced the ink and night ice melted under the black gas!

Yes, sir!

Melted!

And also at that moment.

The Ink Night Ice Hand pulled back one by one and the blood splashed out, turning his hand and dumping the dragon out.

Turn around suddenly.

The shadow of the black robe moved strangely and flashed towards the clouds.

“Since you don't consciously hand it over, I'll take your place...”