Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 522: Mouth disease

Zhou Feiyu's breathful atmosphere surrounds the surrounding, his eyes are cold and full of aggression. After seeing the woman's true face, after confirming her, he will not leave easily.

I think of a pair of purple dances, a glamorous gesture, and his heart is like a fierce collision.

Some twitching trembling...

And this time.

The cloud dance was replaced by the costumes of the foreign college. It appeared in another corner of the crowd. Her mouth was light and her eyes were wide and she was looking around, as if she was looking for someone.

She was specially approved by the elders to watch the selection contest, so she didn't have to sneak.

At this time, the instructor of the instructor took the stage and was still Liu Zi and the other two mentor.

Looking at the students in the downfall, Liu Zi was sitting in the invigilator's seat and cleared his throat: "The second time this year, the winner will be selected by the internal college. I hope everyone can play their best!"

Hearing his words fell, the next stage of the call leaped.

"Well, I am now announcing that you will start the first game of the contest!"

At the moment when the sound of Liuzi fell, the selection contest officially began...

Yunwu eyes patrolled around, but still did not find the familiar figure, they no longer look for, but quietly looked at the stage.

It’s just that she didn’t find it, and there was a trace of loss in the depths of her eyes...

Just, but at this time.

On the other side, Zhou Feiyu seemed to find her at the tip of her eye. A pair of aggressive scorpions looked at her for a moment, and the eyes of the eyes were full of enthusiasm.

She is coming?

Wu Han noticed the abnormality of Zhou Feiyu and looked in his direction. He just saw the other side of the crowd, his face was indifferent, his face was pale, and he was wearing a cloud dance outside the college.

There seemed to be a cold sputum around her, which made people feel so inaccessible.

Is she really the legendary waste sickness Miss Nine? He can't help but question the credibility of the rumors again.

Looking at Zhou Feiyu's fascinating look, the five cold foreheads wrinkled, and a pair of sharp scorpions were slightly low.

It seems that His Highness is playing this time.

If you can't stop it, you can only help him to do what he wants.

Zhou Feiyu’s thoughts and sights were all placed on the cloud dance. Naturally, he did not notice the complexity of the five colds at the moment. He looked at the cloud dance and had an inexplicable glance.

Cloud dance seems to feel a strong hot sight, staring at himself in a corner, Liu Mei is low, and there is a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Looking back, her cold eyes happened to be a hot and complicated look of non-feathering last week.

The return of the four eyes, the icy and hot impact, is destined to be a wishful exchange.

Yun Wu looked at Zhou Feiyu, and he didn't like his sight.

However, Yun Dance did not care much, and he took a look back indifferently. He did not look at him.

Zhou Feiyu's eyes were cold, and there was a trace of anger. A pair of fists clenched tightly, and for a moment he had the urge to kill her.

Do you look at him and let her be so repulsed?

Where is he worse than the man?

Just as he was walking towards her with an anger, a tall figure came quietly and stood behind the cloud dance.

Zhou Feiyu’s body suddenly became stiff, and he looked at the figure and his eyes were aggravated.

That man is...

......

Cloud dance looked at the competition on the stage.

At this time of the game, the students can say that they have exhausted their efforts, and sometimes the lightning and thunder are like the tyrannical tyrannical, sometimes the hurricane is chaotic and the clouds are discolored. Each student has his own strength, the tricks are unpredictable, and the martial arts competition is coming. The higher.

However, although the cloud dance has been watching every move on the ring, but its eyes are as bright and calm as the mirror lake, there is no change at all, as if the mind is not in the ring.

Daddy, it felt a strong breath flowing behind her.

The clouds and dances were cold in the moment, and the palms were slightly turned up. When they were about to shoot, a familiar taste invaded the tip of the nose.

Her mouth was raised and she pretended to have nothing to feel. She still looked at the ring, and the deep, calm and scorpion was faintly showing a cluster of flames.

The dragon fell in love and looked at the palm of her hand and put it down. The smile of a sinister charm was low and screamed. "Small things, can't you want to murder your husband?"

His evil enchanting voice was introduced from her ear, and the hot breath burned her indifferent breath, and her hands were circled around her waist.

Cloud dance cheeks hot, to refute to cover her grievances, "Is it a death to murder a husband?"

The dragon fell into the empty space of her side, and approached her red cheeks. The evil charm smiled. "Of course it is a death sin. I can also point to the ability to continue the offspring."

The voice of his speech is not big, it can be said that it is very low pressure.

However, it fell into the ears of Zhou Feiyu, who was just quietly approaching, and the mouth of Nangongyi, who stood behind the other side.

Zhou Feiyu looked at the embarrassing look between them, watching the movements of Yunwu shy and cuddling on him, a pair of knuckles with clear hands, clenching his fists and creaking his nails, his nails piercing his flesh and blood, blood flowing down his fists He slipped and he didn't know it.

When Nangongyi heard this sentence, the body seemed to levy a little, and then turned slightly, but his eyes stayed on the cloud dance first, and the quiet mirrored scorpion had a hint of undercurrent.

Later, she looked at the dragons beside her, watching the pictures of the two men cuddling together, his calm voice was slightly low, and then he regained his gaze and looked at the ring.

The cloud dances a white dragon, and this guy can say anything that makes her speechless, anytime, anywhere, just like now, although she is too lazy to care about the strange eyes of others.

However, the man’s mouth was ill again.

"How is the preparation?" The cloud dance did not make up the dragon's arms, and looked at the competition on the ring.

"Do you think your man is prepared to prepare for this kind of competition?" The dragon swears and swears, the evil smiles, scorns the slap in the face, and raises a smug smile.

The people around the scene suddenly heard the bold and arrogant words of the dragon, and they couldn’t help but cast their eyes. However, no one spoke anything.

At this time, the dragon fell into the school uniform of a foreign college wearing a black gauze, which made it difficult to see his face. However, there was a situation in which the last time the cloud dance was a waste of Miss Nine.

This time, many people are cautious. In particular, many people recognize the cloud dance.

That was the last time, from the hands of Gao, and the powerful and powerful force to win the only Yun Jiajiu, who was admitted to the college.

I heard that this day with a black veil, is the exchange of the Dragon King of the Zhou Dynasty, the former time the king of the country and the nine Miss Married.

However, isn't that the dragon son is also a waste in waste?