Yun Family’s Little Nine is Super Mischievous

Hall Master Situ felt that Hall Master Yu Tang was too reckless, and was about to refuse, but the Hall Master Palace said:

"Hall Master, I think it's okay for you to agree. If the Cloud Gate Master can really take out the Cloud Wing, it proves that she has the ability to subdue the dark clouds, and it's OK for us to join Cloud Gate."

The other three hall masters, either out of curiosity or other thoughts, all persuaded the hall master Situ to agree.

The Lord Situ's heart is stubborn, no matter what, the dark cloud represents the way of heaven. Who can go against the way of heaven? !

If she could really take out Yunyi, it would be the right choice to take refuge in her.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "If the master of Cloud Gate can take out Cloud Wing, I also agree to join Cloud Gate."

Yun Chujiu: "..."

Your ears are too soft!

Just persuade, and you agree?

Why don't you think about such a big thing anymore?

She decided to make them a little more difficult: "Speaking is no proof, you must either set up a letter or swear a poisonous oath."

Seeing her like this, Hall Master Yu Tang felt that she was bragging. Not only did she swear a poisonous oath, she also sweared by others.

Yun Chujiu: ...I thank you!

When she was at a loss, Ergouzi in the spirit beast bag said:

"Little fairy, after my persuasion, Xiao Jinyun agreed to lend you a cloud wing to deal with the situation first, and he is already in the spirit beast bag."

Yun Chujiu was overjoyed at once, put his divine sense into the bag of spirit beasts, and saw a cloud wing as expected.

Her mood suddenly turned one hundred and eighty degrees, and it was so pleasing to look at Hall Master Yutang!

She coughed twice: "Since you insist on watching, then I will satisfy you, look!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a cloud wing in her hand, but it was not the color of dark clouds, but gold.

Hall Master Yu Tang was the first to question: "The surname is Yun, you don't think we are a three-year-old child?! You are Yunyi? If nothing else, the colors are not right!"

The hall master of the Shangtang echoed: "Even if you make a fake, you can make a little bit of it. How could this thing be Yunyi?! It must be something artificially made."

…

Yun Chujiu hurriedly explained: "You don't know anything. When the black cloud was given to me, it was indeed gray, but the color changed when it reached me."

Hall Master Yutang sneered: "The mouth is on you, so naturally you can say anything.

Anyway, I don't believe this is Yunyi, unless you have a more favorable proof. "

"Yes, this is not Yunyi at all, you are lying!"

"This thing looks like a ball of cotton, how could it be Yunyi? A liar!"

…

Yun Chujiu was yelled by them, and his heart was filled with irritation and killing intent. He clenched the Yunyi in his hand and didn't know what was going on. The Yunyi in his hand suddenly grew bigger and broke away from Yun Chujiu's palm.

As it grew bigger and bigger, the roof of the study was broken.

While everyone was still in a daze, the enlarged Yunyi struck out a lightning bolt with the thickness of a wrist, and it struck the Hall Master Feather.

Hall Master Yu Tang was still looking up there, looking stupidly, it was too late to escape, so he could only hold up the defense of the divine sense and take it hard.

Because the distance was too close, even with the defense of the divine sense, Hall Master Yutang still vomited blood and then fainted.

At the same time, the cloud wing shrank again, and then concealed into Yun Chujiu's body, turning into small feathers on his dantian wings.

Yun Chujiu didn't expect such a change, but it didn't delay her pretending to be large cloves of garlic.