Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The cloud dance lifted Zhou Fei Yu up and let him lean against himself. His eyes poured over him with complexity, as if to sigh: “Quit the army. ”

Beneath the walls of the city, blood streamed into rivers, soaked the land and stained half the sky.

Only, those armored Rin, the blood attacked the madness, the mania of killing, the knife of numbness swept down.

All over the bones, screaming desolately. Why?

Just for a bet?

“Retirement is simple, you come with me.” Zhou Fei Yu glanced up at her and the color she was expecting was self-evident.

This is a cold, immortal face.

For the first time, he could see clearly, that untouchable feeling, dyeing his heart with flickering tremors.

“You should know that if you don't withdraw now, and you don't have many chances of winning, you might as well take a step back.” The cloud dance glanced at him coldly and her eyes dimmed, and she hoped that he would understand what she meant.

“If you don't come with me, you will suffer both defeats. The Zhou dynasty can't carry it. I will carry it. ”

Zhou Feiyu stared at the cloud dance instantly. She knew about his warcraft unit and should understand what Longxu Country faced if he came to carry it.

His eyes were dull and he seemed to want to see a hint of concern for him in her eyes, even if only a tiny bit, but...

She sees nothing but indifference.

The cloud dance helped him to stand up, the surrounding breath suddenly stirred, his eyes slightly dimmed and he turned away.

“Anyway, I owe you today, whether it's the Zhou dynasty or the Longxu kingdom, this person will be in love today. ”

“You mean, if Longxu loses, you come with me?” Zhou Non Yu's eyes lit up.

Cloud dance smiled, "Don't say it's not possible, even if it is, a corpse. Do you want it? ”

She asked slightly, and then she said, "If you want me to give it to you, even if you die, the tomb is crowned with the Dragon's family. ”

She resolutely left, and the broken purple clothes swayed with the wind, tearing apart and flying, happened to fall on Zhou Fei Yu. Her blood, such as blood plums, blossomed on the clothes, was cold and arrogant.

Just as the cloud danced to the dragon's evil side, the heavy sword buzzed back, reflecting on the strange cold eyes of Ink Night Ice, nailing his body, echoing constantly.

Weird inky night ice all the time, suddenly died like this, but felt a little too sudden...

“Are you all right?” The cloud dance glanced at the inky night ice on the ground, his eyes cold, and he looked up at the dragon and poured evil.

Dragon poured evil and immediately closed his bloodthirsty eyes. He lay down on her shoulder, “Husband seriously injured. ”

He lifted his still bleeding fingers and shook them in front of the cloud dancer.

God knows, that finger is so unbelievable, he can squeeze a few hands on himself to extrude a few drops of blood...

But the cloud dance picked up his finger and blew him, apathetically: “Feeling better? ”

Dragons nodded evil scoundrels, "blowing. ”

The black line appeared at the forehead of the cloud dance. If she didn't know he had a broken rib, she would have pressed him to the ground and repaired him.

“Are you going to let the two armies stand up?” The cloud dance looked at the bloodshed beneath the walls and frowned slightly.

Dragon poured evil under the fool's look, his mouth passed a mysterious smile, “He doesn't care about the outcome of the confrontation, I don't care about the outcome of the confrontation, but some people care, if you're right, it should be here already. ”

Otherwise, the dragon's evil speech falls.

Zhou Batian came with a team of blood. Behind him was Zhou Dynasty's army, which seemed to be pouring out the nest.

“Is he going to touch it so hard?” The cloud dance frowned slightly, and the purple eyes swept past the doubt.

Zhou Batian is not such an indifferent person, how...

“Stiff doesn't touch hard, it depends on what you say.” The dragon poured evil on her and smiled at her as if everything was in his mind.

In this situation, Longxu will never prevail.

What reason does he have to convince Zhou Batian to let go of such a win-win opportunity?

How can he easily give up the best beginnings of annihilating Longxu and the lives of the summoners who fought him?

The cloud dance glimpsed the mysterious dragon's evil, the hundred senses in the heart.

They say mysterious men are the most attractive. Why doesn't she feel that way?

Not much. Give this mysterious narcissistic pride a chestnut!

The two armies confront each other!

Zhou Feiyu saw Zhou Batian attacking all the way, waved his hand slightly, gave the order, and the fighting paused.

Zhou Batian glanced at Yunqi and Yunxi, and his eyes swept away with anger, shifting his eyes to the dragon's evil on the city wall.

“At least it's a father-son fight. Why kill him so quickly?” The dragon shook a smile in the corner of his evil mouth, and although it was very lame, the color of the god was not at all lame.

“I want you to know exactly what I want. Leave it to me. Let's have a seat together.” Zhou Batian's mute and angry voice came out.

The dragon poured blood, “I won't give you my answer, and you won't withdraw, will you? Then don't retreat. It will change the face of the Zhou dynasty. ”

The cloud dance news Yan Liu eyebrows, a guy who didn't know how to lift, give the step still, a black-hearted guy, these two...

“Tata…” The rumbling, a rushing footsteps, the rumbling of the ground.

Not yet!

Stuart Lan carried tens of thousands of troops, the momentum appeared immensely, behind Zhou Batian's army.

Along the way, the shadow was a little lukewarm, but it could not hide the unmistakable light.

Zhou Batian suddenly shrunk his pupils when he saw Nasturan.

“Wouldn't you like to come too?” Sink low, eyes full of anger.

“You said it was dirty. It's good to touch the fish, isn't it?” Stu Lan didn't mean to pick his eyebrows, and seemed to think this trip was even more right.

Zhou Batian heard that his face had changed. He was blue and purple for a moment. He was extremely shady.

Faced with the front and rear clamps of Longxu and the Kingdom of An, if he still does not withdraw his troops, do not wait for the Nangong water prophecy to come true, the Zhou dynasty is afraid to face the end today.

But the dragon just said that, if you withdraw, the Zhou dynasty's face swept away.

This is an option to fight dignity one step at a time.

And Zhou Dynasty 100,000 troops were killed and injured countless times, and the rest of the soldiers, after seeing the armies supported by the Kingdom of An, all showed tiredness.

Continuing to fight like this can only add pointless death...

“What's he doing here?” The cloud dance looked at the dragon's evil and looked at Stuart Lan.

Shouldn't he have gone back to the kingdom? How can you take an army overnight to Longxu?

“Hasn't it always been?” The dragon smiled at her evil charm, and the laughter in the corner of her mouth was particularly dazzling.