Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Those corpses must have captured so many humans for some purpose, and now the cloud dance feels like it's getting closer to that secret.

Deep in the jungle, a palace built in a cave.

In the past, there were no strict rules here, and the personnel were lazy, but in recent days there was an anomaly.

On the left and right of the entrance to the mountain palace stood a bloody corpse with a weapon. The often bloody corpse came silently and silently. Each bloody corpse had a serious expression on his face.

At this point, in a huge room deep in that mountain palace, a black symbol slowly turned white...

The night grew deeper and deeper into the forest, making breathing almost impossible.

The pure mastitis in the cloud dance body runs fast, preventing the gas from eroding by half.

The cloud dance is hidden in the night, searching for a single dead body.

After verifying their dead spots, the cloud dance went straight down to the killer, each time destroying the inscription behind the ear and disposing of all the bodies.

Over the course of the night, most of the remaining people in the entire stronghold were injured, and more and more characters became white in the mountain palace deep in the forest.

But so far, no one has discovered them.

In the morning, the sun falls through the leaves' crevices, making the air a little thinner.

I don't know if it's the reason, the cloud dance feels the air is much better today than the previous day.

Waking up from the tree, the cloud dance stretched out a lazy waist, squinting his eyes and looking down at the stronghold, as if waiting for something.

Soon after, the sound of "familiarity" came from deep into the jungle.

The cloud dance hurriedly stood up and looked at the past, and a big green snake twisted this way.

It seems that the green on the serpent was much brighter than the day before, and the temper seemed much better, for the reason that a trip to humans was rewarded a little.

One of the blood corpses sitting on the head of the snake jumped first, walked to the door of the stronghold, kicked the door hard and yelled: “The door is open! It's delicious! ”

Behind them, blood bodies jumped from snakes.

The green serpent squeezed a pair of snake eyes, lazily moved to a position reserved for him, and rested together, sometimes throwing up a believer, looking terrible.

It's just that the blood corpses around them are used to it and they're not scared at all.

“Open the door. Where is he?” The blood corpse who kicked the door was obviously in charge of this position. After a few consecutive kicks, no one opened the door. He got angry and kicked them directly.

The cloud-dancing corner snapped and said in his heart: "The show is about to start. ”

The entrance to the stronghold was kicked open, but there were still no blood corpses coming out. The new corpses felt something wrong. They rushed in and found no shadow in the entire stronghold.

“What's going on?” One of the leading corpses suddenly caught a bad feeling in his heart.

“How come nobody's here? Did something happen?” The other corpse looked at the situation in front of him with the same shock and said his own thoughts, "Are these the new arrivals? ”

The blood corpses in the head are gloomy, and the newcomers have to take care of even the boss at the top, and if they really get angry and destroy this stronghold, there's nothing they can say.

But as things stand now, there's no sign of a battle, and those missing corpses don't even have corpses, and they look like a group of people running away from home.

“Go out and look, find all the neighborhoods, whether they're alive, dead, or completely crippled. Find them all!” The blood corpse, headed by the head, roared in a hidden red light.

The blood corpses around him were angry at first sight, and hurriedly responded and dissipated.

The corpse headed by the head stepped directly into the stronghold and sat in the town centre.

The corner of the cloud-dancing mouth brings up a smile: a new round of hunting begins.

In the jungle, the scattered corpses, one after the other, sat in the town stronghold for a long time before waiting for the blood corpses sent home, and suddenly became more angry.

However, because there was only one blood corpse in the entire position, he could not leave. He could only wait anxiously, but did not know that his partner had already been killed...

Deep in the jungle, in the mountain palace, the blood corpse in charge of guarding the room full of Ruwen accidentally came into the room to see it, but the frightened discovery that many of the characters had turned white, suddenly shocked to say nothing.

“So many, so many...” said the bloody corpse staring into a pair of red eyes.

Hundreds of white characters. Not so many people came here the other day. Now why are so many suddenly dead?

The palace of the mountains.

A shadow of a warlord hurriedly broke in, running and screaming in his mouth: “No, no, no...”

The sound of terror led everyone to look this way.

The bloody corpse sitting on the first seat frowned and looked at the person who broke in, his face instantly turned ugly.

“What's going on! Didn't you know someone was here? What's the big deal?” Go ahead and look at a man in a mask sitting on the other side.

“My lord, that's not good, those characters have changed again...” The blood corpse who broke in hurriedly said, hastily ignoring the humans sitting on the side.

And the so-called king, by now, had already stood up.

“What did you say? ”

“Exactly, those characters, like before, turned white...” The reported corpse looked at the bloody king so angry that he dared not to tell the story in any way.

The Blood King's eyes became more red, and his eyes had to sit beside him on the stool, blessed by the humans who watched it all.

For a moment, my heart was full of delicacies.

“What happened?” The man in the mask, when he saw them, looked at himself and had to speak.

The Bloody Corpse King silenced for a moment and suddenly smiled and said: "Nothing, just a few things in the family, please excuse me. ”

The man nodded his head, indicating that he was at will, and the Blood King took a deep look at him again, which prompted him and the reporting person to go.

Place the symbols in the room, and the Blood King looks at the white symbols with a gloomy face and a horrible face.

“Your Majesty, could it be that person...” said the corpse accompanying him, cautiously speculating.

The bloody family lived here for so long, and later grew into a large group, turning the forest into a bloody site, a situation that has never been encountered.