Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“I'll count to three, and if you don't wake up, I'll kill him!” The cloud dance seemed immobile, and even the breath of the dragon was extremely weak, roaring.

Isn't he the most successful? Aren't you afraid she might get hurt? And now? She's going to fight a man with no chance.

Should he wake up and stop her?

One, two, three...

He remained motionless.

The cloud dancer's eyes glistened, his palms swept up, wanting to lose his spiritual power and pour evil on the dragon.

“Ma'am, don't you ever forget that you are one yin and one yang, mutually exclusive! ”

At this time, Bai Lao's anxious thoughts stopped the cloud dance movement. He felt the pain of tearing his heart apart at this moment, which woke him up in his sleep.

“What should we do?” She looked at the dragon and the calm of the past was completely gone.

“This demonic phage is the power of the original demonic blood unification born a thousand years ago. He was struck dead, he would have died instantly, but I still feel breathing on him, there should be no danger to his life. It is imperative to get out of here, or you will die! ”

Old white words cloud dance only heard one sentence, it should not be life threatening...

She placed the dragon evil on the ground, the pain in her eyes feared the tear gradually receding, the bloodthirsty purple eyes slowly appeared, the purple eyes still bloody red glow.

Just as she was about to get up and leave, her hand was suddenly caught by an icy hand. Although that hand didn't hold her with much force, she stopped, her purple eyes appeared delighted, and instantly looked back at the dragon.

“Little thing, do you dare to believe I ate you?” The dragon poured an evil pale corner of his mouth with a miserable white smile, watching the cloud dance instantly.

He felt a drop of the cool object that fell on his cheek.

He was heartbroken, he made her cry, he made her worry.

Cloud dance grinned, watching him still laugh at the scoundrels, and finally realized the feeling that his heart was dead and he could live again.

She lifted him up and leaned on her, and the red red in her purple eyes had disappeared.

At this time, the sky regained its lost appearance.

“How do you feel?” The cloud dance looked at him worried and realized that she would also be so vulnerable.

Dragons stroked her cheek and looked at a tear mark on her cheek. Her eyes swept through a dark, gloomy glance at the distant magic sky.

“My chest hurts. Is it broken?” The dragon poured evil into her arms and arched in her arms, with some grievances and some innocent fingers in her chest.

The cloud dance saw him arching into her arms, cooperating so hard to pull him, pulling him into his arms, then untying him and examining his chest.

Her cool fingers stroked back and forth in her chest, and she still had a cold body, which was instantly hot.

That touch was the collision of the iceberg with the volcano, the crossing of the Yangtze River with the Yellow River, and an inescapable confinement.

“Here? Or here?” The cloud dance pressed his chest and asked, not realizing the change in the person in his arms.

The cold fingertips cut across his hot chest, the crunchy and numb feeling almost lost him, he couldn't help but take a breath, the smoking scared the cloud dance quickly retracted his hand, thought it was stabbing him.

“Does it hurt?” She doesn't know what to ask.

“Ouch.” he replied sincerely.

“Where does it hurt?” She touched his chest again.

The dragon poured evil and stood up. The evil eyes filled with laughter and whispered in her ear.

“Shameless! ”

The cloud dancer's face was embarrassed and the redness appeared, pushing him to the ground, but the force was extremely gentle.

She can't understand why every time he digs a hole, she jumps one by one!

The only thing that ends up falling is getting cold and eating tofu!

The dragon poured the corner of the evil mouth and stood up. The miserable white corner of the mouth had recovered some blood, and the evil eyes had swept past the shadow.

“How can you be all right?” The cloud danced through his eyes, wondering why he had recovered so quickly.

Didn't White say it was a fatal blow?

“Because husbands know you don't have to do anything for husbands.” The dragon laughed at the evil bastard and the bright smile in his mouth was only to her.

Looking at her strange purple eyes, the dragon cast evil into her arms and died, this woman always cared so much for him, the only thing he could do was cherish her with all his love and life, there was no way back.

“Leave the rest to me.” The dragon poured evil on her ear, obscuring as silk.

During the Devil's Strike, he watched the cloud dance all the time. There was a difference between how fast people reacted and how fast they spoke. The quickest way was to react!

He saw a glimmer of panic and surprise in her unexported reaction, and at that moment he created the defense of the spatial junction, also in the same moment, when the spatial junction was destroyed and he was blown away.

Fortunately, however, most of the forces were borne by space boundaries, and he suffered only minor internal injuries.

Because of his internal injuries, he was unable to resist the aftermath of the demonic phage, so he could only let that force push him, while his inner breath was slightly better, to create a spatial boundary again.

The secondary junction was forced, he could no longer resist, who knew that this little thing was risking his life to salvage him despite the remainder of the waves, otherwise he would not die, but also go through a bone removal pain.

Cloud dance lifted his eyes in his arms, his eyes filled with bloodthirsty shade, “You stay out of this, I'll do it myself! ”

Dragon poured the evil sword brow low, his eyes swept through a little deep, “He...”

“I know.” The cloud dance came out of his arms and interrupted his words. There was a cunning light in his purple eyes, “The ghost would have touched him hard, and there was a saying called," A soldier who gave in without war. "”

Dragon smiled and looked at her, suddenly painfully leaning on a tree, “Oops, chest pain, ma'am, you're next. ”

The cloud dance burst into a smile, and the corner of his mouth outlined a smile that was brighter than the stars.

The purple shadow was chaotic in the wind, and the floating maple leaves seemed to be lined up, and the cold figure was erased so far away.

The clouds danced and looked at the magic sky, and his eyes never left him.

He seems to have completely split into two men, one who kills the dark and one who is pure loneliness.

Looking at the magic sky, the cloud-dancing mind reappeared to the old man's words.

Descendants of the Demon Nation were his apprentices, fell in love with her daughter during the college training. Although it was not known what reason the college left him at that time, it was undeniable that Demon Heaven's training at the college was fruitful and the purity and spirituality of the college had helped him to control his magic.