Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Wait for the dust to settle.

There was a deep pit on the ground of that little forest.

And the shadow of the cloud dance, half-kneeling in the pit, his face brushed white.

I just lifted my breath and my throat was sweet.

“Pfft!” A bite of dark red blood sprayed out.

A lot of it splashed over that necklace around my neck.

And that's the moment.

A hot, hot heat flashed from the necklace on her neck.

It melted down the clothes and burned the skin under the cloud dance clothes.

“Yuzu!” The sound spread a burnt roasted meat smell.

It hurts.

But for this level of burn, for cloud dance, it's really just pediatrics.

All she felt was that she was instantly happy.

Because, at this moment, she really felt that the seal inside the necklace seemed to be opening.

Right after that.

A black mist exits the necklace.

The light is strong, as if it could cover the bright sky into the night.

Abnormally weird and powerful.

Lofty in the middle of the sky, watching this scene, those eyes glistened in darkness.

“Is this the power of the Witch Holy Relic?” Mumble and speak to yourself.

Half a beep!

The clouds in the sky, the dark light, seemed to begin to converge.

Wait until the sky is completely clear.

The cloud dance in that pit on the ground, a faint dark mist, surrounded her chest.

As if, healing for her just beaten internal wound.

This brushed white face has restored the blood color.

When the light completely disappeared, a white shadow, also under the fog, slowly emerged.

When I saw the white shadow, the cloud dance surprised me; "White old man! ”

White and old are still that white beard, white hair, almost all white...

But right at the moment of appearance.

The gracious eyes of Bai Lao brutally overwhelmed an anger.

The fog of darkness, in that instant, struck the lofty halfway emptiness.

“Bang!” was another sharp bang.

When the cloud dance jumps out of the pit, you can see, it's not far away, there's another pit.

Originally a sublime Sven character, he stood quite wolfully in the pit and was filming his clothes.

“What a violent elf. ”

However, the lofty murmur fell.

The shadow of the old man had swept away and stood on the pit, glancing at him coldly: "You almost killed her. ”

Lofty eyes looked up at the white old man who falsified the white shadow.

Immediately afterwards, he also leaped back to the ground.

"You old man, when you woke up, you didn't ask me to beat you indiscriminately. Why didn't you ask her who was the one who helped you lift the seal?" ”

His words made the old man squint his eyes.

However, at this time, the cloud dance also walked forward and looked up at the noble.

“After this, we're clear. ”

It doesn't explain much.

For this noble, the more you come into contact with him, the more you seem to find that he knows, much more than she thinks.

How did he know white was always a elf?

This makes the heart of the cloud dance very insecure.

And it feels kind of horrible.

She, unable to see him clearly, seemed to be able to see through all of her abilities.

He loftily pulled the corner of his mouth and glanced at the white old man before watching the cloud dance.

“It's clear, but the promise of a little bit of a benefit won't naturally hurt you. ”

The noble man took a jade bottle from somewhere and threw it at her.

“This is an incremental Divine Dan, paired with the spark you previously harvested, should give you a lot of strength. ”

“Ma'am, I hope there's another chance to see you. I'll tell you about your mother.” Before leaving, nobility suddenly left behind this sentence.

When the cloud dance wanted to know, his figure disappeared into the sky.

What does he mean?

Tell her about her mother?

Does that mean he knows where her mother is?

Looking in the direction of the noble departure, the cloud-dancing eyebrows are tightly screwed.

Although, the lofty words left behind really affected the mood for cloud dance.

However, the old white man was unsealed, and this made the clouds dance joyful.

With Old White, on this lost path in the Inheritance, there is a lighting.

The cloud dance with the witch sacred relics, finally on the contract.

Thus, from the old white mouth, she also knew a lot about the Witch Nation.

However, it did not relax her a bit, but rather made her feel the pressure on her shoulders, which seemed to have increased by a few points.

The Witch Clan!

For this world, that's what a sacred community is.

But in the eyes of a cloud dancer, it's as heavy a burden as that.

Since when has she gone from being an unrelated killer to being the hope of the entire Witch Nation?

Actually, I don't even know about cloud dance.

But the only thing she knows now is to make herself stronger.

So the cloud dance hasn't rushed anywhere since the noble departure that day.

And in that little woodland, a more hidden cave was found.

into the so-called “shutdown”.

The spark enters the body's absorption, plus that noble addition to the Divine Dane.

During the absorption process, several waves were folded down.

Finally, let the cloud dance fall asleep.

But this time, with an old white guardian, she had nothing to worry about.

Inside the cave.

Quiet, silent silence all around.

Only, a white shadow, a quiet floating plate sits in the air.

Silent guardian, the girl sitting on the rock below.

Day after day.

How many days and nights? I don't even know about cloud dance.

She just feels like she's had a long, long sleep.

When she opened her eyes again, those purple eyes gently swept past a layer of purple mist.

It's like being absorbed into your soul.

Abnormally weird.

At this time, however, the cloud dance was not perceived.

“Wake up! ”

In the air, came the deep voice of the white old man.

The cloud dance sounded, so I looked up at the white old man in the middle of the sky, and the corner of his mouth slowly curled up; “Thank you, white old man! ”

This sleep made her sleep extremely comfortable.

Seems to make her physically and mentally, to get a certain level of upliftment.

“Great samurai peak class, good strength improvement. ”

The old man looked at her and felt the smell on her. He couldn't help but pick the white eyebrow as he moved up.

Seems like even he had some kind of accident.

However, the cloud dance seems to remain calm.

Strange.

This sleep made her feel like an unprecedented liberation of her entire mind.