Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

The little guy was thrown out because of her fierce relaxation, and his body hit the stone wall opposite him, wandering constantly between the cloud dance and the stone wall.

Under the effect of the cloud dance, the little one was trampled under her feet, not lightly.

This just stopped rolling, watching the little guy tears his eyes wrapped poor look at her, the cloud dance instantly broke...

Is this guy made of leather balls? Don't you have bones all over you...

Looking at her wrinkled face, the cloud dance shook its head and sighed slightly, continuing in that direction.

The little guy is back free and bouncing and jumping, hitting her, hitting the stone wall, wandering between her and the stone wall.

The corners of the cloud-dancing lips were drooping, the color was cold, one had not spoken, there was a little helplessness and dissatisfaction between the eyebrows, obviously her patience had reached its limit...

Dragons lazily stood not far away, watching the beast from time to time, while looking at each person and beast who communicated with some effort, the corners of their lips raised a helpless laugh.

“Whoa...” The little guy stopped half a metre from the stone wall and then watched the cloud dance, why didn't he leave?

The cloud dance looked at the stone frown in front of the little thing. Want to bring her here? Doesn't look unusual either.

“Oops...” The little guy watched the cloud dance howl again.

The cloud dance frowned slightly, squatting down and probing the rock.

On the ground, she found an otherwise seamless slab of stone with a crack that was hard to spot.

If the little guy hadn't brought her here, who would have found this thin crack with hair like silk?

The cloud dance took a look at the little guy. What's so weird down here?

The little guy also looked at the cloud dance, and the rounded body hurried around, seemingly hoping that the cloud dance would quickly unravel the tablet.

“The beast's Yuantan is gone.” The dragon looked at the tablet beneath the cloud dance, revealing an unintelligible laugh.

The cloud dance looked back at the warcraft. Otherwise, there was only one cave of calluses left at Yuantan. Liu eyebrows picked slightly. The next second, the palms of the palms of the hands raised a strange haze, lifting the tablet emptiness.

On the ground, a gleaming light is mapped through the slab.

It's Yuan Dan the Warcraft!

The cloud dance looked at Yuantan, protected by a spiritual shield, and the stars' eyes swept by horror.

The reason this beast is unconscious is because it doesn't have Yuantan, and the Gate of the Beast exchanges blood for it is because it doesn't have Yuantan!

How did Yuan Dan end up here?

The cloud dance picked up Yuantan, looked back at the dragon's evil glance, and then looked at the joyful hand dancing little guy, "What do you want me to do with this? ”

The little guy stopped shaking his body, some tangled watching the cloud dance, and sometimes shook his head and sighed, like a child.

“Huh...” The cloud dance sounded shallow, “I... um...”

A cold touch slipped down her throat into her heart.

There's nothing left in her palm...

“What do you want!” The cloud-dancing willow eyebrows flashed with chills.

At that moment, the dragon poured evil and saw the little guy break the spiritual shield. At that moment, he saw Yuantan enter the cloud dance mouth.

At that moment, he couldn't stop it!

Watching hands dance and feet dance, happy to the point of not being able to do so, the cloud dance thought angrily but was still full of worries.

The Yuantan of this millennium warcraft swallowed up is not a joke, besides, there is too much unknown power in her body, if there is rejection in her body, then the consequences...

I feel helpless from head to toe when I think about it...

Suddenly, a few clear steps came from outside the stone gate.

The cloud-dancing dragon looked at each other and instantly put the little guy on the ground into space. In the same second, the stone door was opened.

Huang Qifeng looked at the cloud dance and the dragon's evil, and his eyes were blurred. “After such a long tour, can you meditate? ”

“If you want to meditate, but do you need to change places? ”

The cloud dance frowned and looked at the warcraft on the ground and asked kindly.

Huang Qifeng looked at the immobile warcraft on the ground, his pale eyes swept past a hint of complexity, his eyes turned and passed away, then turned away from the stone gate.

“I'll see him later for my husband. ”

Dragons pour evil in front of cloud dance, low voice rarely serious.

The cloud dancer's eyes swept past her unusual, slightly nodding her head, and she felt that Yuantan in her body seemed to be dissipating her power, making her feel the unbearable pain just from the beginning.

Dragon dumps evil knowing she needs time.

The cloud dance also knows how to look fierce if it doesn't come out at the moment of life and death...

“Hmm...” Cloud dance bent down painfully, then curled painfully on the ground.

The dragon poured the evil bottom slightly and said something in the ear of the cloud dance. The wind elements lifted and instantly wrapped the cloud dance.

“Little things, if you don't want your husband to steal the wind, come quickly! ”

In an instant, two white shadow contacts were applied.

The cloud dance only heard a shocking roar, and then I felt my head buzzing and I couldn't hear anything.

Ouch...

The cloud dance curled in the wind, standing beside the little guy.

The little guy looked at the painful look of the cloud dance and glanced at his mouth and seemed anxious.

She can clearly feel the body's bones rattling with the force, as if each bone had been ripped apart.

All over and down, the bones were broken, and the pain was numb, and even the convulsions didn't work.

The sweat almost swallowed her, the cold face, the wretched almost visible bone, as if there was no trace of blood in her body.

That's it?

The cloud dance head buzzed, the outside world couldn't hear anything, and all the senses seemed to experience the pain of bone crunching like death!

The cloud-dancing body glowed brightly, and the light grew in the fractured skeletal seams, and as the light spilled, the cloud-dancing skin began to peel.

One layer of skin seemed to be half-dried, all falling apart piece by piece.

The little guy, who kept anxious to walk back and forth, saw the scene in front of him, stopped and a pair of grunting eyes filled with happy light.

The next second, after the round body actually grew a pair of wings, the little guy bounced and danced with joy, and the calling fan raised its wings and circled over the cloud dance head.

“Oops...” The little guy made an exciting noise.

Then a gleaming power spread over her wings, not everywhere, but diarrhea scattered down on the broken bone of the cloud dance, cleverly merging with the light scattered in her skeleton.

At this point, the cloud dance woke up again in agony.

When she saw the little guy hovering over her, her frowning deeper.

Isn't that little guy a warcraft? Why did he grow wings?