Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

When I turned around, I found that it was the dragon who poured evil before calming down, and there was nothing I could do about it.

“There's something wrong with this stone wall, take a look. ”

Heard the cloud dance say that the dragon leaned evil and frowned forward.

Learn to dance like clouds just now, attach your hands to it and feel it, except for a slight unusual fluctuation of elements, you don't notice any strange places.

I couldn't help but frown now.

At this point, the sound of the cloud dance explained: “There is a layer of energy shield on it, and I can't break it. ”

This time, the dragon is really curious. The cloud dance can't do anything. What could it be?

When the force of the agglomerating element in your hand now blows upwards.

However, as the cloud dance had previously encountered, a pale golden flare appeared on it, and the power of the elements emanating from the dragon's evil was then firmly stopped.

And after two flashes of gold, the previous calm waveless was restored again.

“It's kind of weird. ”

Dragon poured evil eyebrows, he just punched the force, still sure in his heart, absolutely enough to break any stone wall.

But that layer of golden light, that's how the clouds lightly dissolved all his power?

The same is true of the evil attack on the dragon, and the cloud dance had to twist its eyebrows.

This is the first time in so long that this has happened.

Even dragons can't do evil. What's in there?

“I've just tried a lot of methods, just as completely unbreakable, I don't know what the hell is in there, I actually got this weird golden light to protect it. ”

The dragon poured evil on his chin and stared at the stone wall for a while.

Seems to be thinking, what exactly is that golden light above?

“Ow...”

When evil was poured by the dragon, the little beast in the belt of the waist was finally pressed and screamed irritably.

“Gaga...” The claws stretched out and began to scratch the fabric, making a gag that caught the attention of two people.

“What is it? ”

The cloud dance looked at the past curiously and found that what was in the bag was still struggling, seemingly eager to run out.

Dragons pour evil, and that reminds me of the little guy I just picked up from the outside.

Unwrap the bag, dragon pour evil directly bring up the struggling little guy inside and hand it over to the cloud dance.

“I picked it up randomly on the way and thought you might like it, so I brought it back for you.” The dragon poured the evil and explained it freely, then continued to observe the stone wall.

Did you pick it up?

The cloud dancer looked at the little beast in his arms and had to pick his eyebrows.

But when you see it like a dragon, you have to be drawn to it.

Aren't dragons a long body? But she had something in her arms, but it was like a fat meatball, but the tap was meatball-body, especially adorable and weird.

“What is this little guy? It's funny. Where did you get it?” The cloud dance sticks out his fingertips and pokes the little guy's nose and asks.

“I don't know exactly what it is, but it looks very spiritual and I brought it back. ”

The little beast with the cloud dance poking its little nose, seemed somewhat dissatisfied, and the naive claw scratched twice in the palm of the cloud dancer, carrying an itch.

The cloud dance just got depressed and seemed a little better.

After carefully wiping the little guy with a piece of a pad, he was surprised to find that his body grew more and more golden, and it barely glowed.

“Looks like this isn't some ordinary little warcraft, huh? Where did you get it? ”

The dragon roll hasn't moved, which is obviously not documented about this little guy, or because the dragon roll is still in ruins and incomplete information.

“In the grass, not far away. ”

The dragon glanced at the little beast in the eye cloud dancer and faded away. “As for what it is, I don't know, it's already caught, and it'll be yours. ”

The little beast in the cloud dancer, as if he understood the dragon's evil words, was trampled into some minefield, Zhang Tooth Dance claw screamed twice, like he wanted to demonstrate.

How to nail his little meatball body is so naive, after trying for half a day, it just feels cute, and the fierceness can't match.

The little guy seemed to have noticed this too, and after humming twice, he stopped bouncing, and his hand, nestled in a cloud dance, continued to play dead.

The cloud dance is fun to watch, this little guy has wisdom since he was born, looks like a real premium species!

After that, the dragon and the cloud dance were not discussing the little beast, but focused on the stone wall again.

“I'll try again!” The dragon poured down evil and said a word.

“Boom!”

Another punch on the stone wall, or just like before.

Dragons pour evil more powerful than clouds, and there is still no response.

The only difference is that, compared to the last two reserved attempts, this attack, which left no room for evil, seemed to make the glitter of gold a little brighter.

Still can't break it!

There is nothing to be done when the dragon turns back.

I just happened to see a little thing with a skewed head. I wonder if he misread it. Did he actually see a hint of contempt in his eyes?

But the cloud dance was unnoticed, except for the little guy in the hand.

At this time, the cloud dance is very curious to know, what exactly is this golden light, even dragons can do nothing about it?

Looking at the cloud dance inquiry, the dragon shook his head evil, and he didn't know what it was, if he knew, he wouldn't be so helpless.

Generally, protective boundaries such as this should have a bearing boundary.

If the strength of both of them is disregarded by this junction, how powerful is the power of the person who created it?

Even dragons can't seem to do anything, and cloud dance can't help but be a little depressing.

But if you can't spell it hard, you just have to think of another way.

Reaching out and pulling the dragon's evil sleeve, he said: "Take a break and think about it later. ”

No one has discovered the location of the site yet, and the dragon is not in a hurry to figure out the power of this thing, so just listen to the words of the cloud dance and sit down and be silent for a while.

“What the hell are all these things? ”

The cloud danced too far and looked at the dragon and asked.

As for the question, is it the little golden warcraft that's sleeping in her hand right now, or the strange halo on the stone wall? Doesn't say.

But the dragon is shaking his head.

Because now, whether it's the cub in her arms or the golden light, he doesn't have a heart.

It's also the first time in my life that I've never had a heart like this!