Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

“What would you choose if you were destined to love each other and separate from each other for the rest of your lives?” A peach blossom falls in front of a cloud dance, where it is still bright and the cloud dance sees a glimmer of crystal.

Looking at the hidden figure in the sky, the smell of sadness surrounded, the cloud dance slightly frowned, is it a woman injured by love?

“You should ask him that question.” Cloud dance refers to the dragon around you pouring evil, and the corner of your mouth spreading an arc.

“That's it, nobody asks.” The woman sighed as if she had some bad memories in mind.

The cloud dance is slightly frowned upon. Is this illusion true or not?

Is it real, or is it an illusion they themselves imagine?

“Can you tell me how to get out of this fantasy? ”

“It's easy to get out of this fantasy.” In the middle of the conversation, she seems to be laughing, "Just kill each other and you can go out. ”

Her words circled in the minds of both of them like a spell.

The cloud dance had a dark bottom and glanced up slightly at the dragon pouring evil, and the dragon pouring evil looked at her with the utmost care.

Kill each other?

After looking at the dragon for a long time, the cloud dance still shook its head.

“The only demon in the world, who can't help but look and see. ”

“The only woman who can fight with me, who dares to kill? ”

Two voices, one indifferent and definitely one hegemonic evil charm, but the answer is the same.

“I'm afraid it's not up to you to kill or not, and if you want to go out, it's up to you to kill, unless you want to stay with me. ”

His voice dropped, and the cloud dance and dragons suddenly flashed a strange light in front of him.

In the blink of an eye, in front of them, there was an illusion of each other.

The dragon looked at the “cloud dance” opposite and the golden eyes were slightly heavier.

And that “cloud dance” opposite him was like treating him as an enemy, surrounded by a dark smell, holding a blackflame knife, a pair of purple eyes had burned red.

Are you going to do everything you can just now?

The dragon poured an evil curve on the corner of his lips, but the curve was a little more hesitant than usual.

And the "dragon pour evil” in front of the cloud dance still floats in white clothes. The smile in the corner of the mouth is still charming. The gentleness in the bottom of the eyes is still bright. With the sword in hand, the wild eyes sweep the cloud dance, with a slight provocative smile.

Cloud dance frowned slightly, watching the "dragon pour evil” in front of him, a slight complicated sweep passed under his eyes, the big blackflame knife in his hand was ready, but he refused to do it.

“Remind you that this phantom is part of the body's wreckage, if the wreckage disappears, how much impact will it have on the body, don't I have to say more? Do as you please. ”

Rumor has it, cloud-dancing eyes are suddenly cold.

Swear in your heart that when the dragon's evil is resolved, you must beat that rampant woman to the teeth.

But all of a sudden, her heart suddenly flashed through a possibility that the woman was also in the illusion and couldn't reach her beloved, so she was trapped here, right?

Looking at this woman as a grieving grieving woman, she warned herself as she danced in the clouds that she must do it, or else she would be herself.

But holding the Blackflame Knife, you can't do it.

Damn it!

At this time, she had already yelled at her heart 11 million times. Either she was distracted or she lacked love. Otherwise, how could she design such a bloody bridge...

Kill your beloved with your own hands? Why not a real confrontation? It deflects a little bit of soul.

Pervert!

“Little thing, can't you kill for a husband?” Opposite the dragon poured evil ”evil glamour watched the cloud dance, with endless tenderness.

The cloud dance had a dark face and the bottom of his eyes had swept away.

“As my husband said, we will protect you for the rest of your life, and we will never be apart again.” “Dragon poured evil” Xu Xu Dynasty cloud danced and stretched out white palms halfway in the sky.

The cloud dance looked at the palm of his hand, and the divine color at the bottom of his eyes was a bit strange.

“Little things, live here with your husband, never mind anything else, all your life here, be your own son, you can still have...”

“Shut the fuck up! He's not as disgusting as you! ”

The cloud dance looked heavy, a roar came out, and the power of the Blackflame Knife burst, instantly splitting away.

The opposite person made a move and the laughter spread in the corner of his mouth.

Only, the “dragon falls evil” soul is illusory and easily dodges a blow.

“Little things, killing for husbands, for husbands can get hurt, I know you won't give a shit.” “Dragons pour evil” mesmerizes a smile and is not ashamed to exploit the weaknesses of cloud dance.

He was right, hurting his dragon will also hurt him. Although she knew it wouldn't endanger her life, she still couldn't do it. He had to be full of blood to deal with the “she” he was facing.

The forehead of the cloud dance was black, and I still couldn't hurt him.

However, he threatened her so naked, which is inherited from dragon evil.

Shame on you!

It's just that, for some reason, even if it comes out of such a similar “he” mouth, it makes her feel somewhat repugnant about exclusion.

It seems that there are some things that need to be seen from the mouth.

“Dragon pours evil” is such a disgusting wreck, I don't know what her wreck is like over there, indifferent, bloodthirsty or...

She has an extremely demonic hot woman in her head, glaring at the dragon, showing off her body...

Impossible…

It can never be like that...

The corner of the cloud-dancing mouth twitched, shaking her head quickly, waving the image in her head that prevented her from looking directly at her. The scene in her eyes was still dismayed and rejected.

If that's the case, her image is completely ruined...

“Honey, come with me, let's go home. ”

“Cloud Dance” opposite the dragon poured evil, smiling demon, purple clothes were thrown on the ground, only a clear veil was left to hang on the body, the veil, like nothing...

The dragon turned evil and looked at the “cloud dance” of a hundred and eighty degree turn across the street with a smile on the bottom of his eyes. The corner of his mouth slightly pulled up a dangerous curve.

The “cloud dance” in front of him is completely gone. Instead, it is a demon he has never seen. It should be called a sexy demon.

Though my breasts are still so small, I do wear less clothes...

The dragon glanced at the purple coat that she had removed from the floor, her golden eyes laughed, and the curvature of her lips continued to diffuse.

Why didn't I find this little thing before? It's been such a long time since I've observed it. It seems like I need to find time to observe it after going out.

“Cloud Dance" leaned towards the dragon, pulled up his arm and tucked it in her arms. The stiff arm touched her chest and had to be stiff for a moment.