Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

Time returns, everything returns, everything goes back to zero, and the gear of destiny restarts a new turn.

All the catastrophes and that thing called cloud dance seemed like just a dream!

It's a dream. Who remembers?

Yet above the dome, the noble place of the Divine Nation above all else, there is such a place, such a spectre, and she remembers that she has a daughter called the Cloud Dance.

Unable to be reincarnated, unable to escape this round, the only thing to wait for is the smoke to dissipate, but she still perseveres, only hope to get the mercy of heaven one day, see her daughter again...

One year…

Two years…

Ten years…

A hundred years...

With countless years consumed, her soul grew weaker and weaker until one day, when she finally couldn't hold out for the smoke to dissipate...

“Alas!”

A helpless sigh rang in her ear.

“Just who told me to say yes! ”

A demon in a black robe eventually emerged from that vast circle of circles, centuries in his endless years of life, but only between his fingers.

But for this woman's soul, it's the limit.

“Who are you?” Her voice was weak, as if the smoke was going away the next second.

Beautiful and beautiful, but unable to conceal his innate power, his proximity made her soul seem faint.

But she was not afraid, and the century-old escort guardian made her familiar with his breath.

It's his first appearance in 100 years!

The demon looked at her, and she still had no fear of extinction in her eyes, but some still persevered and bitter.

Love, how does it really exist?

The eyes of the devil are as deep as the abyss, and the voice is low; “I can fulfill your wish, but only if you pay for it, will you? ”

To fulfill her wishes?

Is it…

“I will, no matter what the cost, I will…”

As long as she can see her daughter again, she will do anything at any cost...

“Good! I hope you won't regret it. ”

The demon blew the hand room, a dark fog instantly swept towards her, while invading the entire circuit, including the Kunlun mirror, which sees the present life of previous life...

“Boom...”

The temple above the sky collapsed in an instant...

And at that moment, the entire earth seemed to have been struck by something, and the blast of heaven shook up, and it was amazing.

Demon, you broke your appointment!!

The gods of God were furious and vowed to crusade.

……

In fact, the smoke cloud dissipation is a good end for those who are unable to give birth. Keung stayed and hurt her!

He shouldn't have intervened, but, just as she was about to dissipate, he had an intolerable heart.

For the first time in tens of thousands of years!

However, the agreement with the Divine Nation was violated.

He, too, should pay the price...

……

Pale universe, 3,000 worlds, one of them.

In a humid, dark dungeon!

A woman drenched in blood, frightened and ruined, already dying of weakness, prayed to look at a beautiful woman standing outside the cage.

“Me, I want to see my father, please... I really didn't kill my mother...”

“I know!” The woman's voice was soft as water, as if she was whispering to a lover; “because I killed it. ”

In prison, the woman's eyes shrunk, her mind was struck by something, and she looked at the woman with amazement and disbelief.

“You, what did you say? ”

“I said I killed that uninteresting woman.” The women's eyes were watery and they laughed with great pride.

“Why... she, she, but your own mother...”

“Birth mother?” Liu Xiaoqiao smiled coldly; “Huh... even though I look so much like her, she still sees that I am not her own, it turns out my mother is different. ”

“You...” The dungeon woman gazed, unfortunately she was already the end of a strong crossbow, destroyed, flogged and tortured, it was already her limit!

But she doesn't want to!

The woman in front of her, after being retrieved six months ago, took her parents because she was told that she was not the daughter of Chancellor Liu, and that the woman who looked very much like her mother was.

So, the name Liu Xiao, don't let her take it.

While her mother and father were still alive, she was still a young lady in the Prime Minister's office, still stable despite her embarrassment.

But the other day, when she woke up, she was found lying next to her mother's body, and with the murder weapon in her hand, she was held hostage to the murderer who killed her adoptive mother.

And her father, who raised her for sixteen years, thought she had killed her mother.

Not only was she imprisoned, but his so-called biological daughter beat her to death and tortured her.

But it turns out everything is fake!

“Shh! Don't get so excited, otherwise I'm worried you won't survive tonight. If you die so early, what will I have fun with? Besides, don't you want to see what your real father did to you? ”

The caged woman held her breath and stared at her with disgust and hatred.

Liu Zheng enjoyed her eyes and laughed more proudly. "By the way, your loved one, Your Highness, you said," If I told him that you were a vicious woman who killed her adoptive mother, how would he react? "”

“Oh, I forgot, your little face, like a flower jade, has been painted, and at this time it is pus and stinks!” Willow covered his little mouth with a squeaky smile.

“You will surely die..." The Dungeon Girl shouted in one final breath, angry.

Liu Qiang looked at her with a cold smile; “Too bad you can't see! ”

……

Funeral post on the western outskirts of the city!

The mountains are filled with unknown orphan graves, wild grass and a mysterious gloom surrounding them.

It is said that once this mass grave is overnight, there will be lonely wild ghosts walking wildly and terribly frightened.

So no one dares come after night.

But tonight, somewhere in this creepy, dark mass grave, a randomly discarded corpse suddenly opened its extremely sharp eyes.

Darkness, it seems, cannot conceal that sharp spectacle, clever, sharp, powerful, and even cold.

Strange flowers adapt to the darkness around them, and the stench of decay in the air, and, of course, strange memories that go into your mind like a tide.

Anger, unwillingness, sadness, begging...

A series of memories and residual emotions seemed to pour wildly into her soul, eventually not into the depths of her soul, unable to distinguish between you and me!

From the twenty-first century, M.D., the strongest special warfare brigade in Country A, was reborn in this body after an experimental explosion.

That's ridiculous, by the way!

A soldier who never believed in any ghost god, but now borrowed his body to his soul!