Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Rumor has it that the little potato brush won't dance anymore. She leaves the cloud dancing in frustration and slowly lays still in her hand. She needs to look good and grieve more and more.

The cloud dance sighed helplessly, she didn't let it move. Talk to it, it was she who played the bull...

I thought it opened the bloodnet that night, and today I could help her get rid of the blood marks on the back of her hand, who knows...

Just as the cloud dance was going to take it back into space, it suddenly came to my attention that the little guy was drumming, squeezing his eyebrows and watching the cloud dance, as if he was going to throw up the next second.

The cloud dancer's eyes changed slightly, quickly picked up his legs and hung them backwards in the air.

“Pfft...” The little guy spit out a bite of blood.

The cloud dance heart stops. What's going on?

“Little potatoes?” The cloud dance looked at the immobile potato, one hand held it, the other hand clapped on its cheek, unfortunately nothing happened, “can't die...”

While watching the two lively people heard her, they looked at each other, shaking their heads helplessly, dead tail can still move?

“Dig a hole when you're dead.” The cloud dance shook its head with regret and took a dagger out of the space, really intending to dig the pit in place.

All of a sudden, the little guy in his hand shook up, his ass twisted, his mouth snapped, and he put an ugly face on the cloud dance, looking at the dark face of the cloud dance, it seemed to be more excited, the whole body jumped with joy.

“If you want to torment, then torment yourself slowly.” The cloud danced with a gentle smile on the little potatoes, and the next second his eyes were steep and cold, his fingers were loose, and the little potatoes snapped and fell to the ground.

Just moments after the palm was retracted, the cloud dance found the bloodstain on the back of her hand missing, and she realized that the little guy had just thrown up blood, the blood of that bloodstain.

“Ouch...” The little one was thrown on the ground, dissatisfied with the dance of the clouds.

He looked up at the cloud dance, saw the cloud dance ignore it, lowered his head with dismay, and grabbed the clothes of the cloud dance and never let go.

Suddenly, an unusual noise came from afar, and the three of them looked at each other.

“That came so fast!” The cloud dance was slightly cold.

“Let's leave first. ”

After words, dragons pour evil to create a spatial junction, seal up most of the space, find the direction of their departure in the junction, take a few points more than usual, they have time to solve the problem, they only have time to leave.

And the cloud dance glanced at the blood spit out by the little potatoes, and the cunning light swept over the bottom of his eyes.

Just as the cloud dance left, I always felt something glued to my skirt and I couldn't shake it off. I glanced at her and the little potato grabbed her skirt and was being dragged away by her.

Watching the frowning mouth grab her little potato hard, the cloud dance heart instantly melted, bending over and lifting it up, “I knew now, what was just being dragged? ”

Little potatoes reveal two tiny fangs and smile at the cloud dance.

The unusual atmosphere in the distance became clearer and clearer, and the cloud dance retrieved the little potatoes and the three of them swept away in the opposite direction.

Three people have been checking the terrain all the way to see if there's anything easier to hide but not easily spotted.

“Husband thinks it's nice there. ”

The white phantom suddenly stopped and the dragon looked up at a height.

The cloud dance Mumbai heard that, successively, it was seen that the height was a bush, surrounded by green trees, extremely hidden, standing in their position to clearly see a hole.

If you cover that hole up, it'll be hard to spot.

“That's it.” The cloud dance looked at the hole and took the lead, followed closely by the dragon pouring the evil Mumbai.

The cave was dark and lit only with a few rays of sunshine that came through the tree gap. The cave was not clean, and there was some moss around it, so nobody seemed to have come.

The cloud dance looked toward the dragons and Mumbai, picking their eyebrows, the two nodded at the same time, looking forward, a plunder disappeared.

“What man!” Mumbai's voice came out, and after seeing the man's face clearly, the surprised voice came out again, "How could it be you? ”

The corner of the cloud dancer's mouth was slightly raised. It looked like nobody had been here, but there was a smell that didn't belong in the cave. The weakness of the smell made her feel a little familiar.

“How are you guys?” Once again the silence was broken in the cave with a faint sand.

The cloud danced with a wrinkle on its forehead, the color of the gods suddenly changed, the sound of the Red Fire Dragon? The purple shadow quickly moved forward and vanished into an illusion.

In a hidden distance, a figure lay on the ground, his forehead wrinkled and pale, seemingly injured, at this moment holding on to his body and Meng Bai will speak.

“This young lady has offended the Dragons. We fled for our lives, don't you?” Meng Bai refers to the cloud dance behind him, the tone is helpless.

Red Fire Dragon glanced at the cloud dance and smiled bitterly, "Like you, escaped. ”

After watching the long and short lashes on the red dragon, a dark stream poured through her eyes, all three of them felt the change of breath on her.

“Who's hurt? ”

The lashes on his body were definitely not from the original transmission line, even if they were from that time, after so long, the wounds should have healed long ago, obviously, these are new wounds.

Who dares to hurt her people like this?

For some reason, at this moment, the cloud dance did not feel the madness and arrogance of the past on him, but rather some painful divinity.

After a long silence, the Red Fire Dragon slowly said, "The past is over, let alone mention it. ”

The cloud dancer's eyes changed slightly. He didn't want to talk about it, or he didn't want them to know?

Whatever the mind, he won't say she won't force it. She'll always remember this. As long as he tells her who hurt him, she'll pay him back hundreds of times!

“What are you two still standing there for? Want someone to find out where we live?” The cloud dance took a cold glance at Mengbai, the clear cold lane.

“Don't look at me like that. Why don't you look at him?” Meng Bai shuddered and couldn't help complaining. Every time she looked at her like that, her body was stiff.

“Does it matter? ”

“ …… ”

Looking at the smiling dragon behind him, Meng Bai turned away and kept mumbling in his mouth, "Two black-hearted things! ”

“Stop laughing and go too! ”

Seeing Meng Bai leave, the cloud dance glanced back at the dragon's evil. I really didn't know what was worth having fun with, making him laugh so bright.

The dragon smiled and turned to walk gracefully towards the hole. He knew that the cloud dance had taken them away. There must be something he wanted to say to the Red Fire Dragon.

If you're right, you should be asking about the Red Fire Dragon injury, although apparently she wouldn't force him to.

But who can hide what little things want to know?