Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

However, this time, she even worked hard with a knife. The pain in her stomach made her forehead sweat slip down, but she still endured the pain.

The little wing behind the little potato moved, it crooked its head, looked at her, and then looked down at her slippery stomach.

I didn't know what he was looking at. I just saw him look up again and watch the cloud dance. "Ouch."

It's like talking to a cloud dancer.

Unfortunately, where is the cloud dance now mindful that she is trying to endure the pain and mobilize the spiritual power to look at the four old men who are getting closer.

“Ow! ”

Seeing the cloud dance ignored it, the little potato stared at her belly and then looked up at the cloud dance and whispered.

Then, the little potatoes suddenly jumped up, lifted up the cloud dance, and the sound disappeared.

As soon as the four old men rushed under the tree, they saw that the cloud dance had disappeared, held by that little thing.

However, all four saw the shadow, and the shock rose at the same time, and the four looked at each other almost simultaneously.

“That little guy, isn't he...”

“Poor bastard, how did that girl get it? ”

“That cloud boy, is there anything else you haven't told us? ”

“ …… ”

Four people, they all seem to know exactly what identity that little thing is, they all look a little weird, but none of them went after it.

Because if that's really the poor bastard, there's no way they can catch up.

……

Little potatoes dance with clouds all the way, the speed makes the clouds dance so tongue-in-cheek, just feel the surrounding scenery for a while backwards, when she looked back, she had left the place not know how many miles away.

Suddenly, the potatoes paused.

Just when the cloud dance felt strange, only the surrounding scenery suddenly turned back more rapidly, and the cloud dance felt that they were getting closer and closer to the dark junction that binds them here.

All of a sudden, it just felt like there was a moment of comfort in the junction, and the cloud dance and the little potatoes rushed out.

In the blink of an eye, the dark sky and the stars of the sky appear in front of the clouds.

The clouds danced excitedly and opened their eyes.

Knocked down by a cloud dance and four elderly men on the ground for half a day without waking up, sitting against the wall, looking at the sky in front of him, slightly frowned, a bite of blood erupted, and his face was pale again.

Tighten your fists hard, bite your teeth off at night, and you can't speak in anger.

Little potatoes and cloud dance together, just out of the junction, the belly of the cloud dance began to hurt severely, a moment of pain, making the cloud dance unable to hold the sound of the pain, the whole body has been washed like sweat.

The cloud dance knew that their child would soon be born, but now if the child were to be born, the baby inside would surely die.

Cloud dance endured pain, almost left tears, bite teeth, touch her stomach, the pain stunned her, there was no way for cloud dance to continue thinking.

However, when her hands slowly touched her stomach, the cloud dance suddenly found that the children in her stomach, as if to know that the cloud dance was their mother, gradually, under the palm of the cloud dance, calmed down.

But the tummy aches persist, and the amniotic fluid is about to break.

Cloud dance closed its eyes and tried to instill some source of life in another dying baby, but found that the child, apart from breathing, was no longer able to absorb the energy himself.

Sad in her heart, combined with pain, and a long period of desperate repression, the cloud dance only felt the whole sky grey. She looked at the sky in a daze and did not speak for half a day.

Little potatoes have been dancing around the clouds for half a day, seemingly waiting for orders from the clouds.

But the cloud dance did not give orders or speak, just sitting quietly under a tree on the edge of the junction, pale.

The little potatoes were anxious, jumping, flying and fanning their little wings, and seemed anxious.

Cloud dance laughed bitterly and said what was still useful now, what she wanted most now was to have the two children before they could be born.

Suddenly, the little potatoes around him flew up and hit the cloud-dancing face hard.

The cloud danced strangely, but saw the little potatoes in front of him suddenly pull themselves up and continue to fly fast forward.

The cloud dancer was confused, watching the scenery in front of him as it was too fast and empty, silent, but the little potato was not malicious, and the cloud dancer had given his life to the little potato.

But the child in his belly, the youngest child, is now unable to absorb even the most elementary energy, and soon he may be near the end of his life.

It made the cloud dance feel sad, her own child, any one of whom she wished to live well.

Little potatoes danced with clouds and flew on the road, the scenery around them backwards and fast, the cloud dance even had a sense of dizziness, and she had to close her eyes.

However, this speed, which actually lasted one afternoon, so fast, the little potatoes flew all afternoon, which made the clouds dance admirable.

Finally, the little potato flew fast and stopped in a white environment.

The cloud dance followed the eyes of the little potatoes. There was nothing but white. There was fog in the heavens and the earth. Everything here was unclear whether it was the mountain forest or the grassland, and only two people felt in a fog.

Little potatoes put the cloud dance on the ground, followed by a sudden exhale, then twisted their rolling bodies, suddenly, towards the front, and suddenly flew away.

That way, it's like a rolling potato stuck in an arrow, fast and unimaginable.

But just flew by, the cloud dance had not yet reacted, the little potatoes suddenly bounced back, like a glutinous rice crackle, and fell in front of the cloud dance.

Little potatoes shook their heads, their tears flew, and then they were ready to rush to the front.

The cloud dance was sitting in the fog, but the little potatoes had brought themselves to a bright, energetic place.

Close your eyes and see the bright body of the baby in your belly, suddenly began to absorb the energy slowly, although it was just a little shallow, but the cloud dance was very happy.

The cloud dance hurriedly closed its eyes and separated the source of life, slowly crossing to the dying baby with a bright body.

But the other, dark-bodied baby, was a little unhappy and tormented in his stomach.

The cloud dance held its mouth tight and continued to close its eyes, dividing the source of life to the bright body of the baby.

The sound of little potatoes hitting the junction in the ear.

The cloud dance opened its eyes and found the little potatoes sitting beside themselves gasping, looking very depressed.

I couldn't help but find it very funny, and the cloud dance reached out and pinched his two little wings, lifted him up and placed him on my hand.

“Thank you so much for today, potato.” The cloud dance poked a finger in the face of the little potato.

But the little potatoes seemed very upset, and the cloud dance was a little confusing, turning to the edge over there.

That junction was weird, and even if the potatoes were exhausted, they could not be broken.

Soon, the little potatoes came back to the cloud dance, all dirty like a greedy kid.

The cloud dance looked up at that junction and just felt a little different from the junction I had encountered before, but I couldn't say exactly where it was different.

“What are you bringing me here for?” The cloud dance turned to look at the little potato, hoping that he could give himself an answer, but the little potato said a bunch of things she didn't understand, and the cloud dance still looked confused.

Little potatoes flew a few laps on the belly of the cloud dance, followed by a few laps on the edge of the junction, and a few more "coos” were heard in the mouth.

But the cloud dance is still confusing.

At this point, the cloud dance only felt a bit of pain in the stomach, followed by a warm flow of liquid.

The amniotic fluid is broken!

The cloud dancer's face instantly grew pale, and the whole person curled together in pain, but was unable to really curl because of his large stomach.

Little potatoes also felt the sound, dared not to be lazy anymore, hurried up, whether the cloud dance could understand or not, directly hit the junction!

“Bang...”

Before the huge junction, the little potatoes spoke a language that they could not understand, and the little body ran into the junction again and again, as if they were tired.

He was so small that before that junction it was like a leaf boat in the sea, but every impact by him could cause a huge sensation.

If it had been, the cloud dance would have found a difference here, and I'm afraid it would have stopped.

But now that the amniotic fluid has ruptured, she has long been in pain, let alone stopped, not even have the strength to see the surrounding environment, one pair of eyes closed tightly, feel two children in the stomach.

A powerful, weak man who tried so hard to send the source of life to the bright child in his belly, but he couldn't absorb it at all.

There was no way to think about cloud dance. All she knew was that she knew how tirelessly to send that child to the source of life. Both children, she didn't want to give up!

“Bang," “Bang,” “Bang," and "Bang," the voices are constantly ringing in the heavens and the earth.

Little potato “cuckoo” speaks a messy language, and every time you hit it, you have to shout "hey," finally, there is a ripple above the junction.

Little potatoes “ha” sounded like they had finally seen hope, so they hit harder towards the junction.

The bright child in the cloud-dancing belly was dying, and the wet, hot liquid flowed along her legs.

For the first time in the eyes of a cloud dancer, a look of despair appeared.

Do you really want to give up your child?

But this is my own child, my own child who is evil to Dragon, how can I just give up...