Thinking of this, Wu Yun put the Little Wu Yun into his storage ring and walked out of the cabin. He looked out of the observation window and found that there was indeed a little Wu Yun floating stealthily not far from the flying spiritual artifact, it was the Bastard Yun that had struck her during the day.
Hei Xinjiu curled her lips, opened the observation window, and said with a smile, “My dear Little Yun Yun, did you miss me? Why Are You Back?”
Wu Yun saw Hei Xinjiu’s smile and could not help but tremble. Damn little pervert!
It was not missing her. It wanted to summon back the cloud wings that the little pervert had cut off.
Every dark cloud was made of a cloud core and a number of cloud wings. The more cloud wings there were, the higher the grade of the Dark Cloud. These cloud wings were all painstakingly cultivated by it. If they were snatched away by the little pervert just like that..! Wouldn’t it suffer a great loss? !