Wild Malicious Consort: Good For Nothing Ninth Miss

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Chapter 529 The Book of Heaven is stolen

Daddy, she flashed a pair of scorpions in her mind, a pair of ice-like colors, not close to the cold scorpion.

Frosty!

The cloud dance is stunned.

The dragon sorrow felt her abnormality, and the evil scorpion swept a hint of indulgence, then erected a finger behind her and wrote an "official" on her back.

Yunwu felt that the back of the official character was stiff, and the indifferent scorpion had a strange look.

Is Shangguan?

How did he break into the Dragon Pavilion?

The four elders looked at the cracks on the top of the Dragon Boat Pavilion, and the face brush changed. The four men joined the isolation cover and hurried into it.

As soon as they stepped into the door of the temple, they saw that they were lying on the ground, their faces were pale as paper, and the corners of their mouths were bloody.

"Pharmacist, take a quick look at him." One of the elders rushed to the pharmacist, and then turned into a white shadow, which disappeared into the eyes of everyone.

The other three elders caught up with him and walked inside the Dragon Pavilion.

The cloud dance will not be left behind. She also wants to know what the Shangguan came to in the Dragon Pavilion.

Several people followed him to several elders and walked inside.

The inside is already a mess, but it is not difficult to see that this piece of wolf is just caused by the sound of the bursting sound, showing the power.

"Except for a book of the heavens, nothing else has been lost." An elder checked the inside and said it again.

Cloud dance glared at the elders, which sounds like good news, but I don't know what a worry about the elders' eyebrows.

"Is it lost?"

The elder nodded.

Several other elders, including the pharmacist who had just entered, heard the words, and then I was worried about it.

"Look here, like the person who deliberately left."

One of the elders found a note on the cabinet that fell to the ground not far away.

The elders opened the note, which read: "Let such people look at it, is it better to open the door and welcome the guests?"

The cloud dance was slightly lifted, and it happened to see the words on the note, and she slammed through the anger, and she retreated to the side of the dragon.

The slender hand has been quietly falling on his waist, a force, she grinned at him and smiled.

I saw the dragon pour a little bit of a slight waist, the face under the black gauze showed a trace of pain, but the depths of the scorpion were extremely innocent.

The bottom of the cloud dance glimmered through a trace of unpredictable helplessness. The handwriting on the note she knew was Zhou Feiyu!

Does he think that things are not big enough or are they too boring? Actually involved in the matter of Zhou Feiyu.

If the four elders investigate the handwriting, they will definitely investigate Zhou Feiyu, and Zhou Feiyu will certainly have doubts about his object.

And that object will not appear on both of them.

In his eyes, Dragon III is just a scrap, he will not imitate his handwriting exactly like him, and she will not have the leisure to plant him.

But he will not think that Zhou Feiyu will doubt him?

Yunwu Shuangyu has a hint of worry and doubt. He always feels that Zhou Feiyu has begun to doubt him. He can't be unaware of it. How can he take this risk?

Daddy, she glimpsed a trace of surprise, did he want Zhou Feiyu to doubt him? Even talking about investigating him?

Yunwu looked up and looked at the dragon and the evil spirits. The light in the evil scorpion under the black yarn jumped and seemed to explain the thoughts of her heart.

Then her mouth swelled and it seemed that he had already started to shoot.

"Looking for someone to investigate the college file, see who it is, when it is not early, go back to rest." The elders looked at them a few times and said coldly.

Cloud dance nodded. "Then we will go first."

The dragon fell behind the evil, followed by Zhou Feiyu and Nangong Yi.

Just as the moment the cloud dance stepped out of the room, she seemed to find that the elder was casting a wall against the left side.

She frowned slightly, and although she had left the Dragon Pavilion, her thoughts still stopped there.

Is it an illusion?

Or is it behind the wall that she wants to see?

Thinking of this possibility, she could not restrain the excitement of the scorpion that she wanted to make.

The sky is full of stars, and the school in the mountains is quiet and refreshing.

Nangongyi returned to his dormitory after watching the cloud dance leave the Dragon Slayer, and Zhou Feiyu always followed the two, watching the cloud dance linger on the dragon, and the anger in the dawn gradually rose.

At this time, the dragon is like a deliberate general, pulling the cloud dance into his arms and holding it tightly, taking the fragrance of her hair, but with a touch of Satan-like sneer, "I am so brazen to follow me." Woman, I really didn't put me in my eyes. How do you say that I should make him a snack?"

His magnetically dyed low voice is very small, with a tidal hot but not falling into the cloud dance ears.

"Look at the buttonholes, touch the hand, and threaten to wipe the fate." The bottom of the cloud dance has a glimmer of light, and the corner of the mouth is smirking with a smirk.

The dragon fell in a low smile and then took a slap on her ass: "Don't challenge the bottom line of jealousy, it can't be touched."

Cloud dance looked at the white figure that gradually went away, the pace was calm, the gesture was cold and evil, and the actual heart was small, this is the man she saw.

Her mouth was slightly outlined and she was covered with a layer of sputum.

"You are so willing to follow a powerless person who has no power for a lifetime?" Zhou Feiyu came back with a voice of anger and indifference.

The cloud dance turned around, and the shackles of the corners of the mouth faded, replacing a ruthless smile. "It’s hard to say a lifetime, it’s a day."

"He can't give you what you want." Zhou Feiyu strode to the front of the cloud dance, snorted, grabbed her shoulder, looked at her clear and pure voice and said: "Follow me, I can give you what you want." Everything you want."

"Do you know what I want?" Cloud dance sneered at him, reaching out and knocking him down on his shoulder.

Taunting: "To count, I am also a sorrowful anger of the scorpion. You say this to the scorpion of the ‘self'. Is this the legendary seven-dominant tyrant?”

Zhou Feiyu looked at the hand that had been knocked down, and heard her words. There was a hint of coldness in the sharp eyes. "Hey? He is not qualified to be my brother, you will not be my nephew, since So, why not?"

"Oh, it seems that you have never regarded him as a person of the Zhou Dynasty." The cloud dance mouth was cold and he looked at his eyes and sank a bit.

"You are wrong. He is just a waste thrown by a neighboring country. Even if he is now a child of the Zhou Dynasty, I am not the prince of the Zhou Dynasty." Zhou Feiyu looked away from the other side, but the cloud dance In that scorpion, it seems that solitude and pain are seen faintly.

Cloud dance under the eyes of a trace of doubts, slightly picked up the blind.

What does he mean?

What is not the prince of the Zhou Dynasty?