Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

She flashed a pair of eyes in her head, a pair as icy as ice, eyes that were not close enough to feel cold.

Frost!

The cloud dance raised its eyes.

The dragon felt her abnormality, the evil eyes swept through a hint of silence, then put a finger behind her and wrote a word "official” on her back.

The cloud dance felt the official backside stiff, and the indifferent eyes became a little surprised.

Is that the superior officer?

How did he break into the Dragon Slaughter?

The four elders looked at the cracked light on the top of the Dragon's Palace and their faces changed. The four men hurried in to open the enclosure.

As soon as they stepped into the hall, they saw laying on the ground, pale as paper, with a bloody brake at the corner of their mouth.

“Pharmacist, take a look at him.” One of the elder punchers shouted and then blew his hands into a white shadow, disappearing like a wind into everyone's sight.

The other three elders caught up with him and headed inside the Dragon Slaughter Palace.

Naturally, the cloud dance would not be left behind, and she wondered why the superiors had come to the Dragon Slaughter Palace.

Several followed the elders inside.

The interior is already a mess, but it's not hard to see that this mess is just caused by the sound of the explosion, and it's very powerful.

“Nothing but a heavenly book was lost.” An elder examines the interior repeatedly.

The cloud dance glanced at the elder, which sounded like good news, but I don't know what the slightest worry between the elder eyebrows meant.

“Lost the Book of Heaven? ”

The elder nodded.

The other elders, including the pharmacist who had just walked in, were all stunned, and then the same look that I was worried about.

“Look here, like that guy left it on purpose. ”

One of the elders found a note on the closet that collapsed not far away.

The elder opened the note and it said: "Would it not be better to let such a person guard the door and greet the guests directly? ”

The cloud dance slightly raised her eyes and happened to glimpse the words on the note. Her eyes swept past a little anger and she retreated to the dragon's evil.

Fiber Jade's hand had fallen quietly between his waists, one hard, and she grinned at his skin without smiling.

Only the dragon poured slightly through his waistplate, his face under the black veil revealed a little pain, and his eyes were deep but extremely innocent.

The cloud dancer's eyes flashed a glimmer of helplessness. She knew the handwriting on that note. It was Zhou Fei-yu's!

Does he think things aren't loud enough or boring enough? It actually involved Zhou Fei Yu.

If the four elders investigate the script, they will definitely investigate Zhou Fei Yu, and Zhou Fei Yu will definitely suspect that he is being planted.

And that object will not appear to the two of them.

In his eyes, Ryusan was nothing but a piece of junk. He would not imitate his handwriting as he did, and she would not have the leisure to plant him.

It's just that he doesn't think Zhou Feiyu would suspect him?

There was a hint of worry and confusion in the eyes of the cloud dancer. He always felt that Zhou Feiyu had already begun to suspect him. He couldn't possibly not have noticed, so how could he take this risk to play this hand?

Suddenly, she passed a little surprise. Did he want Zhou Feiyu to suspect him? Even investigating him?

The cloud dance looked up at the dragon pouring evil, and the light in those evil eyes beneath the black veil leaped, seemingly explaining her thoughts.

Then the corner of her mouth flashed, and it seemed that he had already started to do it.

“Find someone to investigate the college file, see who it belongs to, it's late, go back to rest.” The elders glanced at them and said coldly.

The cloud dance nodded, “Let's go first. ”

Dragons poured evil immediately after, followed by Zhou Feifeng and Nangong Yi.

As soon as the clouds danced out of the room, she seemed to have left the elder on a wall to the left.

She frowned slightly, and even though she had left the Dragon Slaughter Palace, her thoughts still stopped there.

Is that an illusion?

Or is that what she wants to see behind that wall?

With this possibility in mind, she can't stop the exciting fire that she wants to jump out of her eyes.

The setting of stars in the sky makes the college at the top of the mountain quiet and comfortable.

Nangong Yi returned to his dormitory after watching the cloud dance leave the Dragon Slaughter Point, while Zhou Fei Yu followed the two, watching the cloud dance snuggle on the dragon's evil body, and the anger in his eyes gradually rose.

At this time, the dragon poured evil as if it had been intentional, pulling the cloud dance into her arms tightly, drawing the scent from her hair, but the corner of her mouth revealed a Satanic smile, “The woman who followed me so openly did not really look at me, how do you think I should let him grow a snack? ”

His low, magnetically stained voice was minimal, and with a hint of heat, he flocked into the ears of the cloud dance.

“Looking at the buttons, touching the chopper, threatening to kill.” The cloud danced with a glimmer of light and a devilish smile in the corner of his mouth.

Dragon smiled low and then slapped her ass: “Don't challenge the bottom line of jealousy for your husband, that's untouchable. ”

The cloud dance watched the white figure gradually go away, the pace was compelling, the posture was cold and evil, the actual mind was small, this is the man she loved.

Her mouth was slightly curled and stained with a layer of haze.

“Are you willing to follow a powerless cripple all your life?” Behind him came Zhou Fei Yu's hidden voice of anger and indifference.

The cloud dance turned around and the blurred corner of his mouth faded away, replacing a heartless smile, "It's hard to say for life, it's a day to follow. ”

“He can't give you what you want.” Zhou Fei Yu walked to the cloud dance, shouted, grabbed her shoulder, looked at her pure eyes and said: “Follow me, I can give you everything you want. ”

“Do you know what I want?” The cloud dance looked at him grinningly and reached out and struck him down holding his own shoulder hand.

Ironically: "By all accounts, I am also the sorrow of my sister-in-law. If you say this to your future sister-in-law, is this the legendary Seven Kings? ”

Zhou Feiyu looked at the broken hand and heard what she said. There was a hint of cold hidden in her sharp eyes, "Sister-in-law? He's not qualified to be my brother. You won't be my sister-in-law, so why not? ”

“Oh, it seems you never thought of him as a Zhou dynasty person either.” The corner of the cloud dancer's mouth was cold and his eyes sank a few points.

“You are wrong, he is just a neighboring country throwing waste. Even if he is now the prince of Zhou dynasty, I am not the king of Zhou dynasty.” Zhou Feiyu looked elsewhere, but the cloud dance in his eyes seemed to see loneliness and pain implicitly.

The cloud dance underneath her eyes swept a little confusion and squinted her eyes.

What does he mean?

What do you mean, not the king of the Zhou dynasty?