Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 778 Small Potatoes

This Warcraft has been sleeping for thousands of years. Don't say that in order to wake it up, the Beast Gate is changing blood for it. It is only the silence of this millennium. Can the children of its stomach still live?

"Don't you miss it?" Dragons need to confirm the cloud dance.

Yunwu watched as he shook his head and screamed three times, and she heard it clearly.

"Things are getting more and more interesting. Let's cut out the little guy." The dragon's mouth was slightly raised, revealing a smile of evil charm.

"Excavation?" The cloud dance smashed the dragon and looked at the evil spirits. This man is too sinful...

But the next second is just that.

"Hey!" A round thing, suddenly touched the hand of the cloud dance rolled out.

The cloud dance and the dragon were both surprised and looked at the thing.

I saw that the thing was like a ball, hitting her foot, then rebounding to Warcraft, and then hitting her foot again, one after another, so cycled, endless...

Cloud dance feels cold in the face, watching the little guy rolling back and forth, his brow can not help but wrinkle.

Then he reached out and grabbed the little guy and picked up the little guy's tail and looked at it carefully.

The skin is like a potato, and it looks like a potato. Except for a short tail and facial features, it looks like a potato, but the body seems to be a little longer than the potato...

There is a potato in the belly of Warcraft, what is the genetic variation...

"Well?" The potatoes hung up and looked at the clouds and dance, their eyes were a little confused and innocent.

Yunwu also looked at the potato with a puzzled look, and his tail was constantly rotating, seeming to observe how the variant came from.

"What is this?" The cloud dance pinches the potatoes and does not let go, hanging in the air and shaking the dragon.

The dragon fell into evil and looked at the potatoes. The slight golden cymbals showed a slight smile. "The little Warcraft that has not been formed yet should be awakened by you."

"I was awakened by me?" The cloud dance was slightly wrong.

She didn't do anything, why did she wake up this little guy?

"Maybe because you have the taste of its mother, it may be that it is hungry, want to eat a little girl..." Dragon tilted the eyebrows and looked at the little **** her chest, the fascinating thin lips smacked a touch Perfect arc.

"Shameless!" The cloud dance screamed, and the cheeks instantly blush.

Warcraft should not drink milk...

And the little thing seemed to understand the words of the dragon's evil spirits. Actually, it was swirling around in the hands of the cloud dance. A smooth mouth opened and revealed two white teeth. It seemed to be very happy.

"Hey..."

The little guy played too much, the cloud dance felt like a finger slipping, and the little guy had fallen to the ground.

"Oh wow..." The little guy was lying on the ground and rolling, it looked very painful.

The cloud dance sighed and threw it in the palm of his hand. His face was indifferent and strict: "Don't call it, and then roast you!"

When the little guy heard it, he immediately stopped his mouth and looked at the cloud dance with his nose and grievances. It looked like he was wronged.

Cloud dance can't help but smile, this little guy is really cute.

The next second, the smile of her mouth was a little stiff, and the look of her eyes changed slightly. This little guy actually grew out of limbs!

At this moment, the limbs poured out.

Is this the speed of the growth of Warcraft in ancient times?

Cloud dance Liu Mei slightly wrinkled, Zhu lips slightly stunned, watching this little guy look like a potato, and really have a World of Warcraft look.

"What does it do?" The cloud dance looked up and looked at the dragon, and there seemed to be a hint of helplessness between the eyebrows.

"I am afraid that you can't get rid of your hand." The dragon fell slightly and raised his eyebrows. He looked at the saliva on the cloud dance clothes, and smiled slightly.

This Warcraft is very spiritual, spit is a habit of Warcraft, on behalf of it recognized this person, followed this person.

Especially the newborn little Warcraft.

Once the small Warcraft has determined that the owner will never change, even if the owner is dead, it will live alone, and will never recognize other owners.

Cloud dance looked at the robes on the robes when they didn't know when they were spit, and the forehead was suddenly black. How could she not understand what it meant.

The last Xiao Jinbao thought that the overdraft power and excessive bleeding had been sleeping, and she was also included in the space. Now add another one...

Is she born to be the life of a nurse?

The dragon fell in love and looked at the cloud dance tangled with helpless appearance, thin lips slightly swayed, in this small thing, always give him too many surprises.

Cloud Dance put the cub on the ground, and played with it, carefully looking at the Warcraft in front of you.

"If this Warcraft is awakened and used by the Beast Gate, it will be a tricky problem in the future."

"What do you mean?" The dragon leaned on the side of the cloud dance, watching her side face slightly raise her eyebrows.

"Let it dry again!" The cloud dance was cold and the words revealed a decisive statement.

The dragon pours evil and looks at Warcraft. "It seems to be a battle that needs to be enlightened."

The cloud dance lips twitched slightly, licking the dragon and turning the evil eye, and raised the eyebrow: "Have you realized?"

It is undoubtedly the best solution to let go of the blood of Warcraft, and the blood needed to wake Warcraft is hard to come by.

This time I let go of the blood of Warcraft, I hope it will take a long time to make Warcraft full of blood resurrection, in that case, her time is enough!

Wan Bein Gate has always regarded this Warcraft as the final chip, and will certainly not let World of Warcraft die like this, so that Warcraft will not be killed because it has been drained.

Although she knows the consequences of doing so, she still has to do this.

Isn't it the price of taking life to realize consciousness? She is already ready.

"Hey, what about the little guy?"

The cloud dance looked around, but did not find the trace of the cub, and could not help but have some doubts.

The dragon fell into evil and patrolled for a week, and did not find the figure of the young.

After a moment of contemplation, he smiled charmingly. "This Warcraft has a very strong spirituality, probably because you heard that you want to hurt its mother, so it hides."

The clouds danced with phoenixes and phoenixes, and the suspicious ones glanced at the dragons and sorrows. "Do you need to talk about humanity?"

But she did have to think too much, this little guy was still playing and playing, but the effort was gone, it would not really understand her words...

Daddy, a round of Dongzi suddenly slammed into her lap, and the little guy was grinning at her.

Cloud dance slightly frowns, watching the happy little guy playing, some helpless.

Ok, she thought it too complicated...

Suddenly, the little guy bit her skirt and slammed hard, although that point of force was insignificant to her.

Cloud dance suspiciously looked at the little one who made her **** so strong that she wanted to marry her.

Looking at the direction of the little guy who was going to her, there was nothing unusual. The cloud dance passed a trace of doubts and went in which direction.