Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

She was handed such a big "note” just in front of Okja's return, and the cloud dance began to admire the paralyzed man.

“Tomorrow morning, when the sun rises, head to the second training ground in the north-south direction. ”

A line of small words, right on that belly pocket.

Tomorrow morning the sun rises?

After the cloud dance hurried the belly pocket into the space, he got up and walked to the window, reaching out to open the window.

The morning breeze brings a sense of comfort.

However, when the cloud dancer looked up and saw that the sun had already risen from the east, without any hesitation, he turned around and walked out the bedroom door.

“Girl, the toiletries are ready!” Nu lowered his head respectfully and said to the cloud dancer who walked out of the bedroom.

The cloud dance paused, and yeah, even if it hurts, it's not the time to show off.

Therefore, under the servitude of the slave, the cloud dance washed and changed into a more ordinary white dress before walking out of the cloud palace with the slave.

“What kind of training grounds do you have here, and your disciples in this gate seem to have a morning routine? I don't know. Can you show me around?” The cloud dancer turned to look behind his eyes and asked lazily.

The little slave nodded and asked: "Where do you want to go to the training ground? ”

“You have a lot of training grounds here?” Cloud dance is curious.

"There are four training courses in the Sect, divided between East and West and North," replied Xiaonuo. ”

East, south, south?

“East and south? So many, I don't know. Are all four training fields the same size? Or is it big or small?” Cloud dance seems rather curious.

Xiaonu also answered respectfully; “Yes, the largest training ground is on the east side, while the second one is on the south side, the third one on the west and the fourth one on the north side. ”

“So that's it. Let's go to the training ground to the south.” The clouds dance like a random mouthpiece.

Xiao Slave heard that he wanted to say that the training ground to the south was the furthest from where they were now, but suddenly he thought of something, and the original words went silent.

Under the cloud-dancing gaze, walk forward and lead the way.

So nice to talk to?

The cloud dancer's eyes flashed and looked at the maid leading the way. It always felt like something was wrong today, but I couldn't tell you exactly what was wrong.

Forget it, as long as we get out of this shithole, the rest of us don't want to do it for now.

In the early morning, Yu returned to the mountain sect gate to have a number of disciple activities, and many also walking and patrolling guards and some walking maids.

So, the sight of her sneaking up on her all the way here is not a bad idea.

In fact, the cloud dance has something to figure out. Those people look at her and look at her. But why do they always have a strange look in their eyes?

But the good news is, the clouds are quite comfortable with the strange snooping around, but no one comes to stop her.

Under the “Reminder” tapped beside the cloud dance, the little slave leads the way very quickly.

So it took about half an hour to finally get to the second training ground south of there.

The cloud dance looked up at the sun in the sky, it was already a little too high, I don't know if I missed the time!

Though a little worried, there was nothing unusual about his face, and the stars began to sweep away on that training field that looked like a football field.

Clean white robe, divided into several parts of the trainer.

The appearance of cloud dance, apart from attracting the attention of several people in the periphery, did not attract much attention.

“Girl, this is the south training ground. Can I get you anything else?” Slave looked at the cloud dance and asked respectfully.

“It's a long way to go, some drink, go pour me a glass of water. ”

“Girl, please wait. ”

When the slave had finished, he turned around and left.

For the first time since entering the Sect, there was no one else around the cloud dance.

You don't think she's gonna run away before this training?

Whether or not, the cloud dance is a little relieved, and then, naturally, it sweeps away, wanting to see some “hope” from it.

In the sun, it's still morning, but the cloud dance somehow sweats out.

Goddamn it, that paralyzed man can't wait to go?

Nearly everyone in the training area was swept through one by one, or did not see the familiar figure.

The cloud dance began to get a little impatient as time passed.

“My lord, please!” Then suddenly there was a female voice behind her.

The cloud dance turned around, it was a maid, but she was too tall, and the femininity was obvious. Otherwise, the cloud dance had to think that it was not easy for the paralyzed man.

"What did he want from me?" ”

“Girl, this way please!” The maid didn't answer.

What can I do for you? Cloud-dancing eyebrows, but still followed.

But walking, the cloud dance quickly noticed something wrong.

Because the path the maid took was clearly not in the direction of returning to the main palace, but more and more trails.

Even the wind seemed to start to whistle.

After incense.

“Pfft...”

The wind is getting bigger and bigger, and the trails are getting more remote.

Even stranger, since following this maid, people around seem to be losing sight of each other more and more, until now, they are completely invisible.

Of course, the one leading the way ahead counts.

“Where are you taking me?” Cloud dance can't help but ask.

“Find a way out.” The maid's voice suddenly changed to that of a man.

Cloud-dancing eyes narrowed slightly, but soon recovered, although the eyes looked slightly surprised at the uneven and thin figure in front.

“Can you still be a woman?” Surprise in words is self-evident.

At this time, the figure of the maid leading the way ahead, suddenly shadowed, blinking, where in front of the eyes is still some woman.

A familiar ordinary face, neatly worn, but full of a very strange laziness that does not repair the edges.

Except for the facial palsy guy, I can't find a man with that trait.

“I can't tell, you are quite capable, even this Jade back to the mountain of the Sect Gate to come and go free.” This is not a compliment, but a slight admiration.

But when you think about it, it's not unlikely that this man can do it.

Then why did he do it so often?

For the kids?

Now he's got the baby, there's no need to save her!

But if it wasn't for the baby, what else would she have on her?

I can't guess.

This man, from the beginning, was completely inconceivable.

“The cliff in front is the only place to leave this gateway.” The man walking ahead didn't say back.

A cliff?

No wonder there's so much wind around here.

But before we get to the edge of the cliff, the wind is so big. What happens when we get to the edge of the cliff?

And the cloud dance soon saw it.

The wind, blowing the high and steep mountain wall, the surrounding grass and trees silent, the wind blowing on the human face, as if it had been scratched by a sharp blade, can cause the blood to drip.

Before approaching the steep cliff, the cloud dancer was cut open in several mouths.

The slight smell of blood quickly disappeared into the wind.

Today, however, the white clothes deliberately changed to reduce the presence, but they have been stained red in several places, making them look like the demons of the indescribable depression.

“Follow my steps and if you go wrong, bury yourself here.” The man just paused, turned his head and looked at the cloudless dance, and said coldly.

The cloud dance looked at the man who was completely free from the slightest wind, and watched himself blow like a chicken's nest all over his head, feeling a little depressed in his heart.

That's the difference in strength!

But for the sake of his own life, the cloud dance was still very "obedient” to the steps he had taken, following him step by step.

“Pfft...”

“Tear...”

The wind shouted violently in her ear, but it didn't really approach her.

However, white skirts flew out of bounds and were mercilessly torn apart.

So, by the time you get to the edge of the cliff, the white dress on the cloud dance has broken like a beggar. Good thing you're wearing pants under the dress. Otherwise, you're going to lose a lot.

“Close your eyes and hold me tight.” The wind brings the familiar male voice from the side of his ear.

Immediately afterwards, his waist was held tightly in his arms and his body jumped, suddenly conveying the feeling of a rapid fall.

“Buzz...”

Different previous sounds, such as the blade breaking through the air, were replaced by some kind of loud and quiet buzz.

The cloud dance didn't close its eyes, and when it blew in front of it, there was nothing to see.

But when she looked up slightly, she saw clearly the man holding her back and bringing her into her arms.

This time, that face was not a faceless face, but a face as handsome as a sculpture, deep black eyes as sharp as an eagle, tight corners of mouth with a scrupulous grin.

Is that what he really looks like?

Cloud dance has never been an idiot, but at this point it's a little stunned.

Unlike the dragon-dropping beauty and evil, if you want to use an adjective to describe his image, or use "handsome or ruthless”.

The man seemed to have a feeling about the cloud-dancing sight, but he was not deliberately masking it.

In fact, what the cloud dance had always seen before was not what she thought of as a masquerade technique, but rather not a very advanced masking technique within the fairy world.

However, another powerful part of this masking technique is that the stronger the practitioner, the masking technique can not only change the appearance, but also transform the shape and converge the inner breath.

Of course, if the other party's strength is stronger than the executor's, then the masking technique will naturally be discovered.

Everything in the world is invincible. Nothing is invincible.

“I've known you for a while now, and you seem to have come from you without saying your name!” The cloud dance was still hazy and still falling, suddenly asking as if it was boring.