Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Cloud dance glanced at the hand in front of him, the bloody curvature of the corner of his mouth rose, under the veil, that perfectly cold face under the frost.

“Ah…” screamed the entire inn.

Immediately followed by a crisp sound of arm dislocation.

“Yo, mister, look at you. Can you hold the necklace? ”

The cloud dance looked painfully at Jia Yinan with a smile, adding a hint of sarcasm to the words.

Everyone in this room saw this scene, and the horrors of the eyes flashed.

She's going too fast!

Almost there was just a glimpse of the residue, and the man's arm was dislocated...

Who the hell is she?

Since you've come to Green Town, don't you know the little king of Green Town?

How dare you publicly remove one arm of the Little King...

Jia Yunan's face was slightly pale and trembled slightly all over her body. The corners of her mouth had begun to purple.

The cloud dance snorted and retracted its gaze, but its spiritual strength remained hidden from two people in the crowd, the Blue Class Talent, an early martial arts reverence, a mid-term.

Are you protecting this scumbag?

The cloud dancer smiled and pondered past. It seems that the mayor of this green town should be a little skilled, but how can he teach the son of such a bear-like nest?

“Hiss... kill her or hurry! Hiss...” Jia Yunan took a few steps back, pointing to the cloud dance, hissing and roaring.

In the next second, two strong grassy scents burst into the air.

“Alas, this wine sucks! ”

The superior officer looked at the liquor in the glass in his hand and shook his head complaining, not waiting for the cloud to dance. The smell of freshness spread, and the parabolic hit the grassy smell of the attack.

The two collide, and they collide in a weird way.

Not only are people watching the crowd, but even the two men behind them are slightly stunned.

Strong and full of wood, that's how it's offset by a sip of wine?

Who is this man?

“What are you still standing there for? Kill them all! ”

Jia Yunan's impatient temper tried to recover his face. Of course, he could not see the weird blow he had just made. He would remain silent in one breath. Only a shallow laugh of dragon evil counted among them.

Dragon's evil sword frowned low, dark eyes glanced at Jia Yanan with a smile. “I'm just a table fighter, innocent...”

The cloud danced with a black forehead and a slight glance up at him.

Innocent? Thank you for the blow.

The two men behind each other looked at each other. In addition to the horror, there was a slight hesitation in their eyes. The next second, the silver sword flashed in their hands and their shadows swept away. The three men danced to the clouds like illusions.

For a while, the atmosphere in the entire inn became serious when the innkeeper just lay there sighing on the counter and seemed to be used to it.

The corner of the cloud dancer's mouth grinned, held up the tea in front of him and sipped a sip, not looking at the two people behind the hurricane.

Just moments after the sword waved, the bright light swept past, and the sword stagnated a meter above the cloud dancer's head, and could not move a minute more.

“Boom...”

A huge impact instantly blows up in the inn.

The two shadows flew out of the inn instantly with a shock wave and a mess.

At this moment, the crowd is all gathered in a secure corner, and they all have the martial arts to avoid the aftermath of this blow.

Besides, cloud dance controls the path and does not harm the innocent.

Everyone looked at the cloud dance as if nothing had happened, and the surprise flashed in their eyes.

She... who is she really?

Two men of the Wuzhuang rank... just got beat up?

The superior officer beside him, his posture lazy still filled his stomach, but his eyes kept dancing in the battle of the clouds.

Seeing that the cloud dance didn't move, he beat the two of them off. He muttered a few words, which probably meant that it was too quick to solve, and he didn't look.

Dragon-turned evil fingers bounced off the dust on the white robe, a delightful look, the corners of the lips snapped, and ran a praiseworthy glance towards the clouds.

And Jia Junan, who had been screaming and howling, saw the scene, and the whole person was stunned, looking at the shape of the two people on the inn wall, and his mouth was always open.

The cloud dance glanced coldly at Jia Yunan and stuffed the other half of the bun into his mouth. He stood up and glanced at the two gentlemen: "Let's go. ”

The dragon smiled evil and nodded his head slightly.

“To where?” The superior officer glanced at the cloud dance, his eyes swept past a hint of satisfaction and finally ate and drank enough.

“Delivery!” The cloud dance snorted coldly, and the grin of the lips rose, glancing at the superior officer, “the two guys outside are yours. ”

“Why me, what did he do?” The superior officer's lazy posture immediately retreated, standing up and pointing to the dragon pounding miserably low.

The cloud dance heard a slight glance, then apathetically said: "Who bullies his own family? ”

Everyone falls...

“...” the upper official's mouth slapped, “Xiao Five, you're tough! ”

Dragons look at the superiors who disappear outside the body wall. The laughter spreads like the spring flower in March and is infinite.

“Little things, for the husband is getting more and more satisfied with you. ”

“Deliver!” The cloud dance shoved Jia Yunan into the dragon and one turned around and disappeared in front of the inn.

Despite the veil, the flush on her cheek did not escape the evil eye of the dragon.

The corners of the lips are drawn together, the enchanted smile captures the creation, the demonic face is perfectly delineated under the sun, shining like a god.

“This little thing...” he mumbled.

Ten miles from Green Town, Jia Fu!

“What did you say? Young master was beaten?” A loud, angry roar went off.

“Return to the master... Yes...”

“Then why did you come back?” Jia Qingchun glanced at him and saw the anger in his eyes. "Why don't you go get the young master and get him? ”

“Yes…”

“Don't bother, Master brought it back for you. ”

The voice of indifference and fountain was clear, and a cold and bright figure appeared in front of Jia Qingchun.

When he saw Jia Yinan, half-dead of the cloud dancers, the grief in his eyes flashed into anger.

“Who the hell are you people! ”

The corner of the cloud dance lip was slightly hooked, but the eyes were a very confused look at Jia Qingchun, with white fingers pointed at Jia Yinan.

“Don't you see? Help the benefactor. ”

“Father, help me... please help me...”

Jia Qingchun heard that the instant Iron Green was red, green and green. “The acquaintance let go of the children first, what is there to discuss. ”

Jia Yanan is the only root he can easily hope to come to. If there is one, he will be abandoned. Knowing that the cloud dance is not moving, the two people who protect him will fly away. How can he be more careful?