Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Slow rotation centered on dragon dumping evil, as if it were really used for dragon dumping evil.

Cloud-dancing her lips, she glanced at the little beast on the ground who was still snoring and sleeping. She reached up and held her hand and put it in her arms and stood back two steps.

The surrounding air seems to become viscous.

The momentum on the dragon's evil body also grew stronger, making it impossible to look straight and slightly reddish.

Suddenly he shouted, his hand changed from claw to fist, directly through the range just chewed out by the little baby beast, succeeded in crossing the impediment of the golden light and hit the stone wall.

Boom!

In the meantime, as a loud noise shook the mountains, the rubble fell.

The cloud dance took a step back to barely stabilize the body, watched the dust and covered up the dragon's evil body.

The cloud dance is not in a hurry, wait quietly.

Until after the dust had fallen, it was seen that the dragon's evil face was a stone wall that had been punched through, and it was blocked by something.

It's just a piece of black paint, I can't see anything clearly.

And the dragon did nothing, just stood there staring.

The cloud danced for a moment and suddenly there was a feeling of anxiety rising from my heart. I hurried to take two steps forward and reached out and grabbed the dragon's evil sleeve.

“Dragons pour evil...”

However, her call just dropped.

The dragon that just stood tall poured evil, but suddenly fell down.

Cloud dance almost instantly changed his face, hurriedly reaching out to catch him; “Dragons pouring evil? Dragons pour evil...”

In the cry, I couldn't help but panic.

She hasn't seen dragons dump evil injuries or anything unexpected in so long, she suddenly collapses without warning!

Cloud dance is calm and accustomed during the weekdays, but at this time, there is a feeling of helplessness, I don't know what to do.

Little cubs rolled round their bodies on the ground twice before being woken up and their sleepy eyes whispered twice.

But the cloud dance has no kung fu at this time.

Dragons poured in the arms of clouds, eyes closed, eyebrows slightly wrinkled, face slightly white.

“Dragons pour evil? Dragons pour evil! ”

The cloud dance couldn't help but call two more times and pat the dragon's evil cheek.

But the dragon poured evil and still had no reaction. As if, he was in some kind of sleep, deep asleep...

Now, the cloud dance is really starting to panic.

Damn it!

With a curse in his heart, the cloud dance couldn't help but look at what that pitch-black was. He struggled to move the dragon evil to another corner and took a deep breath to calm himself down.

Feel the pulse like a bead of fine water with your fingers gently on the wrist of a dragon.

Smooth and unusual!

Obviously, it's just a sleeping smooth pulse elephant, nothing unusual at all.

What the hell is going on here?

How could he have suddenly fainted if nothing had changed?

Did you just use too much strength to sleep over?

Anyway, the original panic only slightly eased his breath after examining his pulse.

She'd rather believe that he slept with energy!

And by the pulse, he just needs a break to wake up.

By then, the little beast had slowly swallowed up to her feet.

Cloud dance is helpless. How long has it been since she met this little beast? By now, she's so stuck?

Is it because she's a summoner?

Whether or not, this little beast has just swallowed up the golden light that doesn't know what it is, which means it's not a small character. It's brought about by dragon evil, which is quite clever to say.

With this in mind, the cloud-dancing eyes softened a lot.

Reach out and hold the little beast in your arms, sit beside the dragon and wait for the dragon to wake up.

However, everything was not as smooth as the cloud dance imagined.

Because after a night of silence, when the cloud dance woke up in the morning glow the next day, the dragon poured evil and, like before, closed its eyes and did not move.

The cloud dance stabilized the panic in the mind and reached for the dragon to pour the evil pulse again.

But it turns out, as before, that the pulse is smooth, nothing unusual, but rather a little weak.

And dragons pour evil, and there is still no sign of waking up.

What the hell is going on?

The cloud dance heart was irritated for a moment, biting the lips for silence, removing the needle bag from the walking bag, after selecting the smallest one, on the dragon dumping leg, a point of greater irritation to the body was selected, and grinding continued.

No movement!

No movement at all.

If it weren't for the dragon's steady pulse, the cloud dance would have thought that dragon's evil would be a corpse by now.

The panic, which had been forcibly held, finally started again.

But at this time.

As the clouds danced, their heads rose and their cold eyes suddenly looked at the pit, which was still pitch-black.

The dragon fell asleep like this because it broke the wall. Is there anything in it?

Stand up.

The young beast stayed nestled in the arms of the cloud dance, looked up at the cloud dance, looked at the dragon pouring evil on the ground, and then whimpered, his bright red eyes staring closely at that pitch-black hole.

When the cloud dance was about to go into the hole, the foot again, if it came in now, I didn't know what would happen. Second, the dragon poured evil here, and I don't know if it would be safe...

Thinking for a moment, the cloud dance or the decision to wait and see, if the dragon suddenly wakes up?

He clutched his horn in his hand unconsciously, and the soft fabric was wrinkled by the unconscious agitation of the cloud dance.

At this point, a few noises suddenly came from outside the hole.

The cloud dance turned its head and stared coldly out of the hole, trying to see who was coming, but it was just two voices and there was no sound.

Cloud dance frowned and walked forward carefully, looking out on the side of the hole.

I saw two people with their backs to themselves, looking at what they were talking about in a low voice.

The voices were so low that even the clouds could not hear what they were talking about.

Originally, as long as they hadn't bothered her, the cloud dance was of little interest.

However, when the sight touches their clothes, the bottom of their eyes becomes gloomy and dull.

Five-star club!

The cloud dancer held the ancient martial arts knife in his hand.

To prevent causing other changes, the ancient martial arts knife of the cloud dance jumped around the deadly fire, hiding the annihilation on the body, approaching the two indefensible figures.

As the blade swept, the cloud dance had almost nothing to hide the rage of the heart, which was turned from panic, and the fierce direct attack cut it off.

They felt like they were suddenly in danger, and one of them suddenly jumped and ran away.

The other, however, lacked such good luck that he was stopped by a sharp Guwu knife and his waist was cut into two segments. After a cry, he continued to twitch on the ground.