A crafty glint flashed across Yun Chujiu’s eyes. As she poured the blood from the basin onto the dark clouds, she also poured the blood from the porcelain bottle in her hand onto Wu Yun.
Wu Yun, who was splashed by the blood, sneered in his heart. It was just some demonic beast blood. It was completely useless.
Then, a few dark clouds were dumbfounded when they saw one or two of their cloud wings leave their cloud cores impatiently and happily throw themselves into Hei Xinjiu’s embrace.
F * ck, I’ve been tricked again!
After the Little Wu Yun fused with the few cloud wings, its speed immediately increased by a notch. It carried Hei Xinjiu and continued to run forward.
Wu Yun was about to go crazy from anger!
Naturally, it would not let Hei Xinjiu go just like that. It chased closely behind.
At this moment, Wu Yun’s base camp behind was in chaos.
Wu Yun received news from their companions one after another. The Little Wu Yun had gone crazy!