Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Just momentarily, the cloud dance suddenly disappeared like lightning, a blurry residue stunned the crowd, a blink of attention to kung fu, the cloud dance has reached a tree a hundred and ten corns away.

When people looked at each other, the worship in their hearts soared when they complimented each other, and this time they finally saw the power of cloud dance.

They couldn't find anything out about the woods, but she did! And the speed is so fast that they can't capture it. If they want to achieve that speed, they won't be able to do it without a few years.

After the cloud dance looked at the tree, the corner of the mouth was steep and cold. There was no one behind the tree. He looked up and saw a black figure not far away. He was fleeing quickly.

She squints her eyes, this breath... is the man of the gates of beasts!

He has to die!

The cloud-dancing eyes stained with killing intent, the corners of the mouth pulled in cold, and a bloody smell began to spread.

The shadow passed again, instantly blocking the path of the black robe. The shadow was cold and resolute, with a strong desire to kill. She was kind enough to remind him that he was dying!

The black robe man saw the unveiled killing intent in the cloud dance eyes, slightly flashed, then glanced hard, instantly pulled out the long sword and swung, and cut it off towards the cloud dance.

The sword is glowing black, dark and dull.

The cloud dance looked at the air, and the sword, which had been struck at an unusually sharp speed, did not hide at all. At the moment when the sword waved, a purple fight appeared in the palm of his hand.

With a loud bang, the black robe man with his sword was shocked by the purple fight.

A dust flies, the leaves drift behind, the black robe man barely half kneels on the ground, covering his stuffy, breathless chest, and a bloody mouth.

That blow, she didn't want his life, she just wanted him to taste the pain.

So he's still alive...

“You...” The black robe looked at the cloud dance amazingly, painfully staring at both eyebrows, and his eyes were incredible.

He... he didn't even touch her...

“The blow just now, just to give you a taste of sweetness, this blow, is to send you to see Yan Wang. ”

The clouds danced in the corner of his mouth, and a bitter bloodthirsty smile spread.

“What a big breath! ”

The black robe man snorted coldly, suddenly converting the body into a black fight, and instantly the air became very sharp.

The cloud dance frowned slightly, her eyes swept past a little impatience, and the wind currents on her ears slightly tingled her skin.

She looked at the black robe who had turned into a struggle, her eyes swept through the depths, and the bloodthirsty smile in the corner of her mouth was not diminished.

Most people who are able to transform themselves into a struggle are improperly practiced, which leads them to go astray. Although the struggle is also extremely sharp and powerful, it is not at all at the same level as her wind elements.

The wind appears, the clouds dance with green wind elements, and the eyes shine like a demon with a scarlet light.

The black robe saw her with the wind element, slightly stunned.

Is she the Purple Eyed Girl they've been looking for?

This Purple Eyed Girl is actually Miss Nine of the Clouds. No wonder they have been searching for the whereabouts of Purple Eyed Girl. Turns out they are alone!

The black robe man looked at the cloud dance, a pair of eyes had a slight sense of fear, the purple-eyed girl's abilities they all heard of, is a summoner almost extinct in the world.

But looking in the eyes of the cloud dancer, he also knows that she killed him today, or that he took her away.

In an instant, the black robe man's eyes were tight, he tried his best, and the black fighting momentarily darkened most of the forest, like a tiger, pounding towards the cloud, the momentum was unstoppable.

The corner of the cloud dancer's mouth was filled with bloodthirsty curves. At the moment when the darkness eroded her, the wind element pounded instantly. At the moment when the wind element remained unwavered, a sword instantly penetrated the chest of a black robe with no obstruction.

Blood, sprayed along the black robe man's chest, landed on the ground in perfect curvature.

Without waiting for the black robe to look at her amazingly, she flew out, a black figure impacted the big tree and the sharp turbulent stones on the ground, the dust formation flew, the remnants of the leaves exploded instantly, the black robe man's screams filled the woods and rolled over to the fresh water at a fast speed.

Ten assassins, including fresh water, looked at the black robe full of blood, creepy glance at the bloodthirsty and cold, followed by a cloud dance, eyes all incredible and complimentary.

The size and size of the black man were pierced by sharp stones, the wounds were cut open, the whole person lay still on the ground, like broken bones, blood leaned down along his body and fell, not that the black robe man had become a bloodbath around.

The cloud dance glanced indifferently at the man in black who had lost his breath, his bloodthirsty intentions had receded, his glamour had been eliminated, and his mud-free posture had been re-emerged.

She looked back at the ten amazing people who had been staring at the black robe, with a cold smile in her mouth. "If you can't do it, you need to kill yourself. You don't have to be merciful. In the soft side of your heart, the fierce insidiousness of the enemy will kill you. ”

“As I said earlier, camouflage is good at using topography to change yourself at any time, like in the woods, where you can hide yourself with residual leaves, and in the grass, where you can disguise yourselves with grass, which is why you're all used to wearing black at night. ”

The cloud dance raised its eyes and looked at the crowd. The mind returned completely to training them and no longer looked at the body on the ground.

Nothing seemed to have happened, and she didn't kill anyone.

Everyone listened to her and shocked herself. She was shocked by the cold and cold. I didn't expect her appearance to be cold and indifferent, but her heart was so bloodthirsty.

At this moment, their hearts belong entirely to her, with only a very high degree of unreasonable trust, an oath of allegiance for the rest of their lives, and no slight doubt.

The cloud dancer took out the black box that Black Pride had given her in his arms, pinched 11 pills and handed them over to Shirakaido: “One for each person.” Then I glanced up at everyone, "hoping that the next time I came, I wouldn't find you stumbling around. ”

Then he glanced cold at the black man in the bloodbath, and his eyes, besides cold, were more heartless and resolute, "Throw his body in the Pacific! ”

“Everyone glanced at the black robe and immediately bowed their heads in praise. ”

It's just a question in their minds. Where's the Pacific? But when I touched the cold eyes of cloud dance, I didn't dare ask for an exit.

The cloud dance swept everyone's eyes, turned away, just walked a few steps and stood still. “My killers don't need people like wood to put away your cold faces and laugh at me from now on! ”