Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

But when it tried to bite the red egg, it slapped on its red petal and stopped it from eating.

“Red Ling, eat everything and don't be afraid to poison you.” The cloud dance really didn't open its mouth.

Sometimes she can't do anything about this red diamond.

This guy is getting really appetizing right now, and everything is delicious, almost anything that's alive fits his appetite.

The stopped red diamond, some grieved to look at the cloud dance; "Master, I am not afraid of poison. ”

“You can't eat anything either. ”

Cloud dance stared at it carefully, when it retracted like a pitiful flower pod, so it looked like a miserable cop.

The cloud dance turned its gaze to the red egg on the ground.

It wasn't originally this color.

So this one on the ground isn't a phoenix egg?

What the hell is that egg?

Is it the egg of a warcraft? An egg of a beast?

As the cloud dance studied the red eggs on the ground, the surrounding fires had faded under the elements of fire.

And when the cloud dance swept up into the valley interior, scattering that dense red egg, the cloud dance had to stare.

All red eggs!

There aren't hundreds, at least seventy or eighty, each the size of a football.

Didn't this man come here looking for that genius? How can you make so many eggs?

The cloud dance swept around, and deep down, the color of doubt flashed through.

At this time, the little stink touched the red egg on the ground with its claws stretched out, but a stream of instinct flashed in his eyes.

“Mahjong, it's not cooked yet, it's alive. ”

Alive?

Cloud dance rumours provoked his brow to lower his head and reach out to touch the red egg.

Just touching the egg shell, it was burned by a slightly hot touch, but the implicit life force in the egg is still jumping, but you can still feel it.

Spiritual strength is at this moment, searching for those densely numb red eggs around.

Under detection, it turns out that each one is still alive.

The power of the fire from the stinky smell, the cloud dance has seen it firsthand.

What the hell are these eggs? How can there be life in this fire?

I couldn't help but be a little more shocked and surprised.

These eggs, all firebird eggs, belong to the advanced Fire Warcraft, and are almost untraceable in Shenzhou mainland.

At this point, the noise of blackness sounded from the head.

Firebird eggs?

High-grade warcraft?

When I heard the last sentence, the cloud dance frown couldn't help but wrinkle.

Cloud dance also somewhat guessed that there are other continents or domains outside of Shenzhou.

Just...

You mean, these firebird eggs, they were brought here by the Beast Gate from outside of mainland Shenzhou?

Mmm-hmm!

What's the purpose of all this?

Black arrogance is silent on this issue.

Black Pride, you should know something about the Beast Gate. Can't you still tell me?

She thought that after a period of time, the two of them, at least not just the previous contract deal, could count as a little bit of a favor!

However, the black arrogance continues to remain silent.

After waiting for half a day, the cloud dance sighed.

Forget it! If you don't want to answer...