Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

A wave of wind and sand in the desert blew on their faces, leaving them blind, and the bitter wind and sand smelled bloody.

Looks like this is a battlefield that has been fighting for a long time, countless festering triumphs, countless warriors who have turned into skeletons, making the cloud dance look sad for another moment. She looks behind her and buries the bodies of her friends in front of this desert, but she can only move forward.

“Let's go.” The blood on their faces has dried up, and they are clumped together, and their clothes look like they're wearing a layer of armor.

“I don't think it's normal here. ”

The cloud dance said, "I feel like it looks like a row, after all, there's nowhere to fit these people. ”

Nangong Yi did not speak, just kept walking forward, seemed to be listening to the words of cloud dance, seemed not to have.

“Do you think we can get out alive?” Nangong Yi took a breath of cool air and squeezed his eyes in front of him. The third eye on his forehead was opened by him. He looked forward for a long time and said: “There seems to be a huge palace ahead. ”

The cloud-dancing eyes were bright, and this boring desert was finally coming to an end.

Both men walked, apparently fatigued, in an unknown direction in front of the desert.

It's been so long since I've been in here, the cloud dance looks up at the sky, a blurry circle is still above my head, and the glow is faint, and the circle has always been in this direction, no matter which direction I go.

That's weird. The cloud dance frowned and turned to look at Nangong Yi, who was still walking low.

“Have you noticed that the sun in the sky is a little weird?” The cloud dance said, then gradually seeing the roof of the house in front of it, in the dusk desert, appeared unusually abrupt.

“Hmm?” Nangong turned his head in confusion and looked at the cloud dance. The full suspicion had no idea what the cloud dance was saying.

“Look at the sun, it's always been in one direction, no matter where we go.” Cloud dance and look at the sun.

Sure enough, it's still at the top of its head, it hasn't changed at all, and at its feet, the shadow has only one dot left.

Gradually approaching that huge palace, the cloud dance shocked and opened its eyes.

The palace is overgrown and shrugged into the cloudy roof, silent with death and dusk.

“Looks like we're a long way off.” The cloud dance said that watching the palace in front seemed to be as tall as the sun, which gave the cloud dance a cool breath.

However, Nangong Yi frowned and slowly slowed down his steps.

At last, the cloud dance felt something wrong with Nangong Yi. Turning around, she saw that Nangong Yi had stopped and stood not far from herself.

“What's the matter?” The cloud dance frowned and looked in the direction of Nangong Yi, very confused: “Let's go. ”

But Nangong Yi frowned and looked at his feet. Why didn't he talk?

The cloud dance turned strangely towards Nangong Yi and turned to look at the palace that was about to arrive in the back, and looked at Nangong Yi again: “What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? ”

Indeed, after saying this, the cloud dance suddenly saw Nangong Yi's face pale, covered her chest, and sweated coldly: "Me, I can't go. ”

Nangong Yi's eyes suddenly flashed with panic. Although it flashed quickly, it fell into the eyes of the cloud dancer.

“Why can't we go over there?” Cloud dance looked strangely at Nangong Yi and suddenly raised his hand to Nangong Yi.

But Nangong Yi in front of him suddenly shook off his cloud-dancing hand, took two steps backwards, lowered his head and laughed bitterly: “Because I can't walk now. ”

Biting his teeth took a deep breath, Nangong Yi seemed a little panicked, his eyes were frightened and he looked at the huge palace behind him from time to time.

But Nangong Yi's face has never had such a look, and the cloud dance heart has always wondered.

But this panicked person in front of me is not Nangong Yi. Nangong Yi will never have this panicked expression on his face!

“Who the hell are you! Why do you look like Nangong Yi!” The hands of the cloud dancer were trembling, and she was a little scared in her heart. If this man was not Nangong Yi, who was he?

This deserted smokeless place, such a person who has always been around, is not the best friend he thinks, which makes the cloud dance feel cold at a time.

“Dance, how come you don't know me?” Nangong Yi frowned, raised her hand, seemed to want to touch the cloud dance, but was waved away by the cloud dance.

This place is so weird.

The cloud dance heart thought, looking at the Nangong Yi Eye in front of it suddenly appeared a heavy killing machine, which made the cloud dance heart nervous, without thinking, cut the past towards the so-called Nangong Yi.

Finally, the man in front grinned and suddenly turned into something white, like a spirit, dancing towards the clouds.

The cloud dance took several steps backwards in fright, lifting the ancient sword and chopping it off towards the white spirit.

The spiritual body flew upwards, then pressed toward the cloud dance, and quickly, before the cloud dance could react, the white spiritual body penetrated through.

Suddenly, the blood boils, tumbles up, and spits blood.

Looking up at the tall palace ahead, the cloud dance gritted its teeth off, rolled up, and flew towards the palace, fast, leaving the white spirit behind unresponsive, by the time the reaction came, the cloud dance had left the place far.

So the spirit chased up toward the cloud dance.

In the end, the spirit is the spirit, it has no physical tangles, so the speed is so fast, the eye has turned to the cloud dance, rushing towards the cloud dance.

Looking at the palace in front of the cloud dance, recalling that the spirit said that he could not go any further, it seemed that this place was restrained by the spirit, the mind made up its mind and ran towards the palace still far away.

Far from the palace, the cloud dance found that the countless white spirits around them, some of which had been prepared for adulthood, some of which were still in spiritual state, all looked at the cloud dance, the greed in their eyes made the cloud dance a little cold.

These are strange things! The cloud dances faster, heading towards the palace gate in front.

Sure enough, 20 to 30 meters from the gate, the surrounding spirits suddenly clean, nothing.

This makes the cloud dance exhale and depresses the blood that runs down your throat.

She suddenly felt the strong pressure from the entire hall, suffocating, dizziness, biting her tongue, and acute pain awakening her.

But there was a circular hall in front of it, right in the middle of the hall, and there was a circular altar, surrounded by altars, with twelve columns, each tied to a man.