The Dark Cloud in the sky did not know what Hei Xinjiu was planning. It could not wait to float above Yun Chujiu’s courtyard.
It was full of anticipation that Yun Chujiu would give it three cloud wings at once. However, it could not speak, so it trembled anxiously to express its urge.
Hei xinjiu naturally understood that Wu Yun was here to ask for the three cloud wings. However, this fellow had always been an iron rooster who only came in but never came out. Why would it foolishly give the cloud wings to Wu Yun? !
She blinked her eyes and said with a smile, “My dearest Little Yun Yun, you’re finally here. I’ve missed you to death!”
Wu Yun was obviously still not used to Yun Chujiu’s enthusiasm. He shivered uncomfortably and thought to himself, what’s the point of saying these useless things? ! Why aren’t you returning the cloud wings to it? ! !