Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Zhou Fei Yu looked at the dragon's evil in front of him for a moment, passing a slight surprise deep in his eyes, and then transformed into a cold light.

He's pretty sure it's not his illusion!

“I just learned the speed you taught me, how can it work so well all at once?” The dragon dragged her skirt innocently, his long fingers constantly rubbing, as if he had been subjected to great grievances.

The cloud dance was dark, her eyes twitched, and she blamed her?

If it hadn't been for Zhou Feiyu's presence, she wouldn't have hesitated to kick her foot in his evil face.

Let him pretend! Play innocent!

A scoundrel who eats bones and kills people without blinking!

It's just that she didn't realize that they were so similar, and that this description was very appropriate for her.

Zhou Feiyu heard the dragon's evil words, and the coolness of his eyes gradually faded away, replacing a flame of anger.

“Get in!” Zhou Feiyu finally couldn't hold back. He dragged the cloud dance behind him and dragged it into the dark fog.

Just moments after they went in, it was the thunderous roar, the scolding of the flaming bear, the madness of the raging river.

Blackhaze hurricane, instantly form a vortex, Zhou Feifeng and cloud dance in the vortex, the feeling of suffocation oppression erodes the whole body.

The cloud dance felt the hurricane getting stronger and sharper, eroding the body's airflow, gradually like a whip, like a blunt knife, and eventually like a sharp blade.

Hot feels invading the skin, burning up.

“Shit! ”

Outside the fog, the dragon still standing on the periphery poured his evil eyes cold, just up front, but heard a curse from the cloud dance, then his mouth shouted, the evil eyes calm again, his hands wrapped around his chest, waiting for her to come out.

Normally, just hearing her curse means that she is angry, as long as she is angry, either she retreats all by herself, or she pulls on a cushion and retreats.

The cloud dance watched as the whirlpool withstood the blade, using the elements of the wind to attack and create her own whirlpool.

Immediately after that, a wooden wall soaring into the clouds stood behind her.

Rushing, the flame burned in her palms, lighting the dark fog, and the cold words of the cloud dance on her face. She gathered her strength and instantly hit the wooden wall.

The wooden walls trembled backwards as a clash of loud noises and sparks swept down like the top of Mount Tarzan.

The black fog was hit by a huge airflow, and the vortex around her began to spread around, and the wooden wall just made the bridge she walked out of.

A moment later, the dragon turned evil and saw a clear purple shadow of cold bloodthirst come out calmly in the dark fog.

Looking at the shadow, his mouth curled slightly with a mesmerizing smile.

How could his woman be so embarrassed by this little thing?

A shadow passed, and he came to her and took her into his arms to a safe place.

On the other side, Zhou Feifeng was surrounded by a whirlpool, surrounded by silver light. After seeing that the cloud dance had gone out safely, his eyes were cold, his hands hegemonic and silver glow.

Just as Zhou Fei Yu was about to leave the fog, a white glow shadow pounced at him.

The motion of his hand suddenly burst, the silver light around him scattered, the white residue rubbed past his shoulder, while he was eroded by the black fog and spit out a bite of blood, coming out of the black fog.

On that arrogant, indifferent face, at this time a little pale, tight lips are also bloodless.

The cloud dance frowned slightly, the eyebrows converged, the bottom of his eyes swept past a little rage, one hand touched the dragon's evil waist, exhausted all his strength to strangle.

This childish guy!

I can't even do something so insidious and nasty while someone's in danger!

Though she knows she's pretty much the same...

But at least not now!

The dragon poured an evil sword and frowned, but the corner of his mouth raised a smug smile. Some provoked the cloud dance to provoke the frown.

Seems to be saying that the next time a woman is cheating on him, he'll be paid for his life.

Zhou Fei Yu wiped the blood in the corner of his mouth, lowered his head in his eyes, was more chilly than cold ice, that white shadow power, if he took his own power to come up with it, it would be impossible.

Who the hell sent the power?

He secretly denied that cloud dance could not have struck him.

Dragons pour evil? His eyes swept past a hint of meditation, neither certain nor negative.

Or someone who's been spying on them in the woods? His eyes sank a little chilly.

“Are you all right?” Cloud dance frowned slightly and watched several wounds on his body sweep past his eyes.

Zhou Fei Yu raised her eyes and looked at her sharply as if she were looking across a layer of frost. She frowned slightly: “Are you okay? ”

The cloud dance shook his head and stopped talking when he saw he was fine.

She looked back at the black mist, which, like a huge barrier, separated the forest into two meals, and the mist also applied the method of formation. If you are not highly skilled in martial arts or know the method of formation, there is only one way to get in.

The end of the fog, which she seemed vaguely misty, was the root of what they were looking for.

So what we're going to do now is we're going to go through this shield of Pit Father.

The cloud dance lowered its head and touched her chin, but the remaining light in her eyes glanced at the dragon's evil and Zhou Fei Yu. The helpless sorrow flowed through her eyes.

If dragons can employ blatant force, it's much easier for them to cross this barrier.

But now Zhou Fei Yu was with them all the time, and she had to have a headache thinking about how to take her little man with her.

“Eh, it looks different there.” In the meantime, as the cloud dance intends to take the elements of the wind and leaves with the dragons, the dragons look at a bright white scratch opening in the mist on the left.

Zhou Fei Yu and the cloud dance Qi looked at the dragon's evil fingers.

A strange scratch of light gleams in the dark mist, like an abyss.

Zhou Fei Yu stared at the glow and his eyes were cold deep. If he was right, the white glow was the same as the scratch that attacked him!

The glow was like a silver dragon, blooming strangely in the endless darkness, swallowed by the darkness and reproduced again, then devoured and reproduced, like a living creature with countless lives.

The cloud dance looked at the light, the bottom of his eyes passed a smile, then passed the shadow of Zhou Non Yu for a moment. He looked back at the dragons around him and poured evil. The corner of his mouth was slightly hooked, and the smile was heartfelt.

And the dragon poured evil on her, smiling at her evil charm, disgusting in her ear: “How did you perform for your husband? Are you so moved that you want to kiss me? ”

The cloud dance glanced at the evil beside his face. The smile in the corner of his mouth was like a flaming rose, full of flamboyant breath. “It is rare to behave so well, just asking for a kiss is not worth it. ”