Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Outside the base, in the forest.

Forests are too lush and far from the base to be seen by those at Headquarters, even when the battle is so intense.

In the “Golden Bell Cover”, Jin Guang turned into a Daoli sword, constantly pointing towards the upper official grave below, extremely fast, clearly a golden light, but it looked like it was in essence, just looking at it was astonishing.

This time the battle method and the previous comparison, is definitely turning into an attack!

Upper official Tsuka glanced at the flying sword and drank loudly. Black energy instantly appeared on his body.

Immediately afterwards, something like a copper bell was formed that covered itself inside, and the black copper bell was like a hard shell, protecting the safety of the upper tomb.

The golden sword struck the black copper bell, clearly a collision of energy, but the sound of a metal collision was made. It can be seen that the strength of the upper burial mass is enough to materialize the use of energy!

“Cloud Dance, you think you can beat me? A little form of battle wants my life? Are you too tall to look at yourself? ”

The superior tomb made a rude mockery, “A bunch of ants, even if they add up, are still ants! ”

The people of Yunjia Army do not change color, in the long training, they have already practiced their abilities, even psychological qualities are much stronger than ordinary people.

The ridicule of the upper official tomb would have pissed off others long ago if it had fallen into the ears of ordinary people, but it fell into the ears of the soldiers of the Yunjia army without any effect.

Sarcasm? Don't be ridiculous. Even a curse won't upset their hearts. It's a life-and-death battle. Who's distracted?

Upper official Tsuka saw himself say a few words, and the other party was actually indifferent. When his heart was angry, he looked up at the falling golden light.

Though the black bronze clock cannot be broken for the time being, every fall will have a slight effect. Thousands of dense numbness attacks have fallen for a long time and it is not difficult to break his defense.

Upper official Tsukuba's heart moved and suddenly had an idea. Instead of changing the style, he directly slapped his leg down and looked quite relaxed.

The cloud dancer looked coldly at the upper official tomb standing in the black copper bell, and stood just now, but at this moment Yuya sat down, seemed not worried that her defense would be broken, like a wrinkled frown.

Although, as things stand at present, the two sides are at an impasse, they are temporarily unable to break their defences.

And there is no other way to deal with it for a while, and I'm afraid this will continue until the defense is broken.

Cloud dance knows that the most important thing at this time is to procrastinate, while satisfying the current situation, while also worrying a little because of the illogical behavior of the Upper Official Tomb... Is there anything else this Upper Official Tomb can't do?

The cloud dance turned to look at the direction of the base, thinking about the cold fresh water in the dungeon and others, and wondered if they had succeeded in diving into the dungeon after such a long time.

Now the tunnels in the dungeons are difficult to find, cold fresh water and others go in and scatter directly, searching for entrances to the basement.

But I looked several times in a row, not to mention the entrance, not even a cave could be found.

Looking at the passage of time, the cold water heart was very anxious, afraid that the cloud dance could not hold back, let the official grave come back, by then, only afraid that they would truly be overthrown.

“What do you say? Still can't find it?" In an unguarded corner, the killers gathered temporarily. Cold and fresh water frowned and asked.

“Back to the boss, we've searched for a lot of poop, but we still can't find the entrance. Why don't we grab someone to ask? It's almost dawn. If we can't find it again, we'll have to wait till the evening.” A killer frowned and said.

Take a deep breath of cold fresh water and look at the surrounding environment, where you may be exposed at any time in the dungeon.

I don't know how long it's been, I'm afraid it's already dawn outside, and the time is not good enough to keep dragging on.

He nodded immediately and said, "Okay, let's grab someone and ask. ”

With orders, the assassins immediately acted, and just momentarily, two of them left, while the others waited.

Cold and fresh water looked up in the direction of the two of us leaving, obviously we couldn't see anything, but still had to worry, mumbled and said: “Chief, I hope you can delay it a little longer, we will definitely try to bring people out...”

Beast Gate Division.

Because of the myriad of problems involved, everyone stayed up almost overnight, with their eyes open, watching the sky light up.

The next morning.

Stuart Lan was still in his sleep, suddenly he felt himself around him, and Xiangsoft was in his arms. There was also a sound from a woman speaking in her dreams. He was surprised, and he was thinking to himself how familiar this scent was.

Suddenly my heart is heavy, bad things, this scent, why is it so like...

Not thinking clearly, he suddenly woke up, took a sip of air and sat up.

The wound involved in the body caused a grunt of pain.

That's when I realized I was back in the camp.

He rubbed his forehead and looked out the window. The window was bright and the leaves glowed green under the sun.

Strange, why it feels so strange today, there seems to be some strange smell in my house.

Suddenly, his face was white, and he remembered that familiar scent he had just smelled in his dreams, which was, well...

No, I won't!

Stu Lan smiled bitterly, touched his forehead, and exhaled. His heart made a mockery that he had reached this point.

The cup next to him was suddenly turned upside down, and a woman with long hair appeared suddenly next to Stuart.

“Ah!” Stuart shouted in horror.

Almost jumped off the bed, but the wounds were so severe that it was dark in front of her and she planted them forward.

“Hey, see how excited I am?” The woman's voice is still there.

Then, the next second, he fell into a soft embrace. “Stu Lan, long time no see. ”

And Stuart, panting in a hurry, the wounds on his body made him unable to resist. He had to let the woman in front of him hold him and pull him back to bed.

“From the owner of the island, forgive me.” Stuart Lan was already badly wounded. At this point, he suddenly saw an excessive shock from the phantom fragrance, and even spoke with a trembling sound.