Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

And the dragon looked at the broken porcelain on the ground, and the bottom of his eyes swept through a dangerous chill.

It's an organ, an organ that doesn't know where it leads!

On the other side, the cloud dance followed those two for a long time, not knowing how many turns, finally stopped in front of a stone wall.

The cloud dance looked around, the eyes were a little chilly. Why do you always feel the shadows of this place are cold?

One of them took a token out of his arms and placed it in a groove on the stone wall, spinning gently, “rubbing” and the stone wall opened strangely.

The moment the stone wall opened, an extremely dazzling light swept out, and as the gap between the stone walls widened, the light grew brighter in the dark passage.

What's with all this weird light?

After the stone door opened, the two walked in, and the last second on the stone door coincided, a smear of purple residue instantly disappeared into the gap.

As soon as it entered the stone gate, the cloud dance face changed and immediately wrapped itself around the border.

Behind this stone gate is a secret room, silver glow in the secret room, silver brilliant, like a palace grand and solemn luxury, no tall buildings everywhere, no hiding place at all.

The cloud dance looked at the shadow on the high stage not far away and sighed slightly. Fortunately, it reacted quickly just now, and when it was discovered, it was over.

Weirdly quietly in the Chamber, only two smudged breaths can be heard in silence.

“Master, the medicine is here.” One of them was carrying a blood bowl and owed his body.

The figure on the high stage, who had been standing still, finally got a little movement.

It was a man with white hair hanging from waist to waist, wearing white armor and a lonely back.

Yes, the Yin Chill!

The cloud dancer's eyes squinted slightly, and the chill she had just felt was scattered over him, as if there was no temperature on him.

On that point, she developed great curiosity about the person's face.

The man slowly turned around, watching the cloud dance, and the moment he faced the cloud dance, the breath of the cloud dance was still.

Because of his gaze, he was resting nicely on her.

Four-eyes, to be exact!

The cloud danced. Did he find her?

How is that possible?

She's using the invisible junction now, and although it's going to drain a lot of power, the advantage is that nobody will notice it at all, how will he find it?

After the fourth relative moment, the cloud dance underneath his eyes swept a little confusion, he was not looking at her!

So who's he looking at?

The cloud dance turned around curiously and looked behind itself.

When she saw the stone statue behind her, her eyes stunned for a moment and her eyes stunned for a moment.

That's a beautiful female stone statue.

The woman wore a light yellow robe, scattered across the floor, dressed in purple quicksand, a black silk like a waterfall diarrhea, a pair of willow eyebrows as slightly bent as the moon, and a pair of demonic purple eyes under the willow eyebrows.

Cloud dance surprise, purple eyes?

Isn't that what witches have?

Under purple eyes, those red, thin lips snapped up slightly, not smiling, but carrying a hint of cool and stubbornness.

The cloud dance frowned. What's the matter between this woman and this man? Or some kind of relationship?

Why else would her statue be here, and why would she think this woman was so familiar?

On her, she always felt a little opposite to herself.

The stone resembles a magical uninspiring shaw engraved at all, especially the temperament of the woman, as if she were standing in front of her alive.

Like a white lotus living in the night, suddenly unique, as if it had left the night, that white lotus would also fade away.

Is this woman from the Witch Nation? At the bottom of the cloud dance, I thought about it. I didn't notice the gaze behind me. The gaze of the man in white armor was on her at this moment...

As soon as the cloud danced back into his eyes, the man retracted his gaze and looked at the two people underneath.

“Put it down. ”

Flat as a cold tone, the cloud dance instantly shook his mind, his hair all up and down.

She glanced at the man with suspicion, and she thought, "This is like a man with a thousand years of ice, and there's still someone in her heart. If this woman really likes this man, she won't freeze to death?"

“Yes.” They put blood on the stone table and turned around and left.

As the stone door opened and closed, there was only the man himself in the whole chamber.

No, there's a cloud dance hidden in the junction!

In the strange and quiet secret room, the white armored man still stands on the high stage, calm face can not see any change, this moment of quiet, but makes the cloud dance feel like a century long...

She began to regret why the men had not gone out when they had just left. She thought they would be able to move freely when they came here, but who knew?

The man's eyes didn't sweep at her and her heart stopped beating for a moment.

This way, you'll be shocked...

The armored man walked off the high stage and walked towards her step by step. The cloud dance held his breath and he had a bad feeling in his heart, but decided to take a chance.

Four eyes are opposite, close by.

The cloud dance finally revealed the face of the man, in his forties or so, who appeared to be an extremely calm and angry man.

Suddenly the man reached out his hand and touched the cheeks of the cloud dance. “You look just like her. ”

Really?

The cloud dance glanced and instantly the ancient knife dashed out, splitting forward, a plunder then retreated a few steps.

He could see her all the time!

“I just met my uncle and gave him such a big gift, just like your mother.” The man looked at the wound on his arm and pulled the corner of his tight mouth slightly.

But the next second, his wound actually recovered weirdly.

And that line of sight was locked directly into the cloud dance that emerged from the junction.

Uncle?

The cloud dance frowned slightly and glanced at the white armored man, who was also a witch?

When she saw the moment his arm healed, the bottom of his eyes was so dark, so complex, he had the power to heal himself?

“This relative climbed wrong. I haven't had a mother since I was a kid.” Cloud dance laughs.

How can he admit that he is a Witch because of one of his uncles? Witch people are a taboo in the upper realm. Of course, it is good not to be sidelined.

“Yunqi's granddaughter, didn't your father Yun Lengyi tell you that your mother had a brother?” The man walked to the cloud dance for a few steps and stopped again, "Huang Yingying's brother, Huang Qifeng. ”

His words made the clouds dance.