Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

How could he be so arrogant at this point?

The cloud dance rumored, the corner of his mouth snapped, his eyes glanced, and his voice softly said: "Unfortunately, people think my man should be a piece of crap. ”

“Would you be ashamed?” He watched her spoiled.

“What does a face do?” She looked at him ignorantly and vainly, as if she really didn't know what her face was.

He looked at her lovely face and suddenly felt something poke him in the heart, and a hot stream of crispy and numb flashed past him.

Why does this woman always surprise him so much?

“How about a soft meal for my husband in this game?” He laughed, laughed brilliantly, the sky's bright sunshine and the golden glow seemed to accompany him in his laughter.

“Happy to help.” The corner of the cloud-dancing mouth unnamed.

He means, "Cloud Dance"!

……

Selection contests are taking place in intense moments, and the students who compete are getting higher and higher and stronger in martial arts.

Willow watched the participants fight and nodded constantly.

But when I accidentally looked at the cloud dance in the crowd, I was stunned.

How'd the girl get to college?

In his impression, where the cloud dance appeared, something shocking and unacceptable appeared.

To take the fact that everyone thinks she's a piece of junk, the selection competition was hidden all the way, but with a strange and powerful sudden result, the general was cut off, killed into the inner college, and the entire outer college was shocked.

At this selection competition, she appeared again, and Yanako had to pinch a sweat, and the elders of Gunney College began to mumble in her heart. How could she be allowed to come down and watch the game?

However, there is some hope in the bottom of her heart, and what horrible things will this girl do?

Zhou Feiyu's eyes never moved away from the cloud dance. Occasionally, he watched the dragons around the cloud dance pour evil, and his body smelled of killing.

His eyes were dark and dark, and his mouth swept cold.

“I want to know all the secrets she has!” Zhou Feifeng stared at the cloud dance and a flame burned in his eyes.

If it hadn't been for his current identity, he would have pulled her into his arms at all costs and let anyone stop him from killing without forgiveness!

But now he, not yet, for more than a decade, can't really say let it go, but he will definitely do everything he can to get her!

Even the most shameless way, he doesn't care!

The five chills behind him felt the killing intent on his body, his back cold, then sighed, nodded and disappeared into the crowd.

If he stared at the cloud dance and dragons for so long, he wouldn't have noticed the smell on him, just as if he hadn't noticed.

On the ring stage, the game is a wheelbarrow model.

All participants were divided into 10 cycles, 25 for one, and now the first, which was quite intense.

As the glitter exploded, the spots fell and the game ended.

“Round 24, Ying Ling Sheng! ”

“Round 25, Nangong Yi vs. Ying Ling! ”

Hearing the three words of Nangong Yi, the cloud dance eyes flashed, then looked up onto the stage before realizing that the first game was nearing the end...

On the stage stands a woman in red, covered in a bloody red body with dark hair and waist, her face stunned but gloomy.

The shouting at the bottom of the stage was loud and loud, but she seemed to have not heard anything. A cold, pale face had no expression. A pair of sharp eyes were like losing their souls. The void was beautiful.

She killed along the way, stepped on the backs of countless people and killed the reincarnation, finally against Nangong Yi.

In the past few days, Nangong Yi is the son of Zhou dynasty master, along with his purple class advanced talent, ninth grade strength, the whole school people naturally heard about it.

The cloud dance looked at Nangong Yi walking to the stage, his mouth flashed, his eyes swept past a glimpse of the drama.

Nangong Yi's strength, she can naturally feel it.

However, the woman in red on the stage had a somewhat mysterious smell, which she naturally could feel, and the woman was somewhat more than simple.

Nangong Yi matches her, but there's something to see!

A hollow atheist like a puppet is a puppet, and a calm, gentle person doesn't feel the slightest sense of killing, seems a bit like a positive and evil comparison.

“These two must have a nice fight.” The cloud-dancing corner gave a strange smile.

Dragon just glanced lazily at Nangong Yi on the ledge and pulled his eyes back. He suddenly asked: “Who do you think he and I look better? ”

The cloud dance looked at the two people on the stage and didn't look back at him. He just said, "You look good. ”

After that, she felt a warm breath in her ears.

The cloud dance helplessly retrieved its gaze and looked at the people beside it, "Can't you even look at me? ”

Dragon leaves his mouth open, dissatisfied nestled into her neck, “I look good and you still don't look at me. ”

“ …… ”

The cloud dance glanced at the clouds and forced itself to calm down, holding onto the idea of beating people up.

“Uh.” She groaned.

Feeling a row of teeth biting her around her neck, she couldn't help but drink with a low anger, "Dragons pour evil, are you a dog? ”

Dragon is very satisfied with the way she is now. Raise your head and look at her with evil eyes. "Is this up to me? ”

The cloud dance glanced at him and he didn't talk anymore. Isn't this guy too possessive?

She just wants to see the play...

Though she thinks so, she helplessly retracts her gaze and is no longer on the blatant stand.

But secretly...

But soon, the cloud danced with a black line on her forehead, why did she sneak up on it? As if she looked at someone else, she was really sorry for him...

On the ring stage, Nangong Yi and Nang Ling looked at each other.

“Nangong Yi.” Nangong Yi nodded slightly towards Yingling.

Between the acts, like a humble gentleman, calm and elegant, especially the smile raised in the corner of the mouth, like the bloom of the Lotus, with an unnegligible purity.

Ying Ling also nodded slightly, slightly sandy with an indifferent voice: “Ying Ling. ”

But at this point, Ying Ling had just introduced himself, and a whip of strange sandalwood, like a snake shaking like Nangong Yi, left behind every place he moved.

Is it wood?

The cloud dance looked at the sandalwood whip in Ying Ling's hand and the corner of his eyes was a little excited.

This is the first time she has woken up from this heresy and encountered the use of elemental energy.

Didn't you say the summoner was gone? How can someone suddenly use the energy of an element?

Is she a summoner too?