Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

A skinny, sophisticated teenager appeared in her eye curtain, the first impression the teenager gave her.

The teenager had dark hair and messy hair. The messy hair was obscured. It was a gray-headed dirty face, a sophisticated and sophisticated face. He wore a ragged coarse cloth, and the whole person looked a little weak and thin.

Cloud dance looked at the teenager, his eyes swept past a hint of surprise.

The teenager had clear eyes, extremely pure, not pretentious, but deep eyes were like infinite dark abyss.

This strange feeling she never met.

Clearly so helpless, so innocent, yet so cold and dark.

“Is he the devil's heaven?” The cloud dance sounded suddenly surprised and looked back at the dragon.

The dragon smiled with evil eyes and a slight flash of her mouth, lifting her chin to mesmerize: “My woman is really smart. ”

The cloud dance slapped open his hand and whispered a cold glance at him.

This guy's serious. Never more than a little finger long!

“How could he have such pure eyes?” Cloud dance looks at the magic sky, like talking to oneself, like asking dragons about evil.

The dragon cast an evil look at the devil heaven, his eyes flashed, and his mouth revealed an unpredictable smile, "This is not his original nature, but his nature now. ”

“After spending so much time in the Devil's Feather Forest, the magic was purified.” Cloud-dancing eyes swept past a smile.

No wonder she always felt that his eyes were a little confused and seemed to purify magic, while the memory of his mind was baptized.

At this time, the devil's head was lowered and his face stared at the ground in confusion.

The cloud-dancing Willow Eyebrow was so low that he didn't know what he was looking at there.

The cloud dancer glanced at the magic sky and saw a black figure, looking at the familiar face, she was suddenly shocked.

It's Liu Bai!

At this time, Liu Bai fell into a pile of turbulent maple leaves. The spots on the maple leaves were stained with blood. His clothes were shattered and his mouth was covered with a trace of blood. At this moment, a white, clean face was free of blood silk, like a piece of white paper.

Dragon evil naturally also noticed him, somehow his smiling eyes had swept through a sharp depth.

He saw the devil staring at him instantly, occasionally lifting his feet to kick him. He did not react. The corner of his mouth revealed a slight silly smile, and his cheeky face could not see a single expression.

The cloud dance looked down at Willow White, his eyes squinting slightly.

He's been in the Devil's Feather Forest since the selection competition?

“Do you want to know what's going on?” The dragon looked at the Devil's Heaven and Willow White, and the corner of his mouth outlined a smile that could not even be seen through the cloud dance.

It was a deep, unpredictable, mysterious smile with too much creepy cold in it.

The dragon poured evil and let go of the cloud dance. She said something in her ear and walked like a lotus walking toward the demonic sky.

“How does it feel to kill?” The dragon stood opposite the devil's heaven, his mouth curled with laughter.

Demon Heaven heard someone speak, his stuck, confused eyes flashed for a moment, then looked up slightly towards the dragon and leaned evil.

It's also a helpless, lost, empty look.

The sky looked at the dragon, slightly crooked his head, wrinkled his forehead, then seemed disappointed, his eyes lowered, and looked again at Willow White under his feet.

“Demon Heaven, he's alive. You didn't kill him. Did you miss?” Dragons have been smiling and looking at him without smiling. The tone is even more rhythmic.

In the eyes of outsiders, he was just talking to someone who was no different from the child, and was doomed not to get the results he wanted to provoke him.

But...

After all, he is not a child!

In the eyes of the devil, a bloodthirsty breath appeared, just a blink of kung fu, then the breath disappeared, as if it were just a flash of illusion.

This smear is unusual, and the dragon looks unusually clear.

And the cloud dance a distance away from them also found the smudge in his eyes.

Watching him recover his obscure divine color for a moment, the corner of the cloud dancer's mouth revealed a chilling smile, and the light in his eyes gradually replaced by the shade of cold.

“Huh...” The dragon poured a low, magnetic voice with a smug grin, “are you going to keep doing this? ”

Satan's fierce eyes turned evil toward the dragon, a pair of pure and confused eyes were dark, and the bloodthirsty breath in his eyes made him chill.

The next second, that smug disappeared, those dark eyes returned to their normal color, and a slight bitter struggle floated in his eyes.

He curled his head to the ground with pain and his pale face was pale and his mouth kept repeating itself. “I'm not... I'm not...”

Dragon poured evil to see his reaction, seemed satisfied, the ridiculous sneer at the corner of his mouth converged, then turned to the cloud dance, a pair of evil eyes glamorously watched the cloud dance, then blinked at her, suddenly the cloud danced with goose bumps.

The cloud dance watched his spring breeze smile with a hint of evil, plus a beautiful to evil face, I have to say, it was really sweet!

On the ground, a gloomy breath suddenly strikes from behind the dragon's evil.

“Small…”

Just as the dragon's evil eyes turned back and the cloud dance didn't scream carefully, the dragon's evil body was instantly blown away by a dark dark air.

The white figure was instantly struck with a deadly blow, and his body continued to fly against a big, fat tree.

A large tree was collided into a row by his body, and then the leaves of the maple were all over the sky, and the sound of the collision kept ringing.

In obscurity, the white figure seemed to have become unconscious, as if it had been played with casually as a senseless dead object.

The cloud dance looked at the white figure as if it were an abandoned doll, her heart pounding, a grunt from a collision with a tree, in her heart like an iron hammer, striking her heart.

It suffocates so hard that you can't breathe!

In a flash of wind, the purple shadow picked up a white figure and pulled him out in the irresistible darkness.

“Pfft.”

The cloud dance pulled the dragon out of its evil moment, spraying a bite of blood, as she was devoured by the black smell and her mouth was still twitching.

“The dragon poured evil and woke up...” The cloud dance couldn't take care of its wounds, pulled up the dragon poured evil on the ground and held it in its arms, screaming in tears.

Somehow, she felt a sense of powerlessness.

My heart is trembling!

“Dragons pour evil, wake up!” Looking at the white face of the dragon, she finally couldn't help but hold on with a low roar, her hoarse voice shouting powerlessly.

A clear drop of tears followed her indifferent eyes across her cold face and dropped on his face.