Chapter 424: Chase in the snowfield, masters come in droves!
In the wilderness snowfield dozens of miles away from Shenglong City, countless piles of snow rose into the sky one after another, forming a huge snow dragon!
Although the wilderness is extremely cold, there is strangely no cold wind. Obviously, the snow dragon is not caused by the strong wind.
If you look carefully, in front of the snow dragon, there is a monk wearing animal skin running wildly.
Able to form a snow dragon while running, which shows how fast it is!
Although the monk's face was tightly wrapped, a pair of smart eyes could still be seen, spinning around.
While running wildly, he turned back from time to time and looked at the position behind him.
From time to time, the monk would deliberately flap his hands one after another to create a strong air flow, causing the snow to fly in all directions.
Among the rolling snow dragons, there were more than thirty looming figures chasing after them.
The splashing snow kept falling on these dozen people, accumulating thicker and thicker, turning them into complete snowmen.
Seeing the embarrassment of the pursuers behind him, the monk running in front couldn't help laughing.
“Come on, hurry up and chase your Grandpa Wu. How can you catch up if you run so slowly?
You guessed it right, it’s your Grandpa Wu who stole I stole your supplies, slaughtered your riding animals, and burned them
Are you very angry and want to kill me?
Unfortunately, your legs are too short and you are too tired to catch up, so you can only stay behind. Eat farts, hahaha..."
This human monk was running while stimulating the pursuers behind him, but his speed was not affected at all, which shows his amazing strength!
The people who were chasing behind him were almost furious when they heard this. They opened their mouths wide and wanted to curse back, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they were filled with snow and cold wind.
In desperation, they could only shut up and run wildly, hoping to catch the guy in front of them, and then block his mouth with smelly socks.
It’s just that the hateful guy in front is running at an astonishing speed.
No matter how they chased, the two sides always maintained a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and nothing changed from the beginning to the end.
At this moment, the pursuers had already realized that this guy was deliberately hanging them up so that everyone could be beaten to death from behind!
This damn bastard!
After chasing for some distance, someone finally couldn't hold it anymore and sat down on the ground.
"Huhu... damn, I'm exhausted... I'll chase whoever you love... Huhu... Anyway, I won't chase him anymore..."
This person Sitting on the ground, he looked like a white bear, his whole body covered in snow, panting heavily.
Through the leather hat that was covered by snow and frost, two small eyes could be vaguely seen, as well as a large mouth that was constantly exhaling white breath.
A giant double-edged battle ax was tied behind his back, which was also covered in snow.
His height is about one and a half meters, but his body shape develops horizontally, almost as tall as him.
The only people in the wilderness with this kind of body shape are dwarves!
As the dwarf pursuer stopped, the other dwarves also stopped in unison, and they all sat down on the ground.
After chasing for dozens of kilometers at a stretch, they were almost exhausted and had to urinate.
From the outside, they have similar body shapes and are obviously of the same race.
Because their whole bodies were covered with snow, these dwarves looked like a group of polar bears sitting on the ground and resting, panting heavily.
After the monk who they had been chasing noticed this, he just sneered disdainfully and continued running towards the Holy Dragon City.
Seeing that the other party still maintained the previous speed and showed no signs of fatigue, these dwarves looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.
"When we get to that Holy Dragon City, we'll settle the score with this damn guy!"
The dwarves made up their minds and turned around to continue resting.
At this moment, in the snowfield in the distance, a pleasant ringing sound suddenly came from the distant snowfield. It was vague and faint, echoing continuously in the quiet snowfield, and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
One of the dwarves, who looked the strongest among the pursuers, jumped up from the spot and looked behind him intently. The thick palm was also faintly close to the handle of the battle ax.
Not long after, a team all dressed in white leather clothing slowly entered the eyes of the dwarves.
The members of this team are all charming, tall women with picturesque features and sickly white skin.
The eyes are like water, and the body is light, as if it will float at any time.
A pair of pointed ears, playfully exposed from under the hat, twitching from time to time.
The snow-white leather clothes they wore only covered the middle of their thighs. Below were a pair of long round legs wrapped in white leather pants. They wore a pair of snow-white leather boots, which made the legs look even longer and straighter. .
On the waists of these women, most of them hung a translucent long sword, which was constantly flashing with light.
There were also several women holding short sword-like weapons in their hands, and a mysterious aura faintly flashed on the staff.
They came just like this through the ice and snow, with no expression of discomfort on their faces, as contented as fish swimming in water.
On their waists, there hangs a kind of transparent bell that seems to be carved from ice, which is where the crisp ringing sound comes from.
These women seemed to be walking leisurely in the snow, but in fact they were very fast, and they arrived at the pursuers in a short time.
A woman holding a long sword turned her head and asked the white bear-like dwarves: "Dwarf, how far is the Holy Dragon City?"
Her voice was crisp and clear, but there was just a hint of it. chill.
When the group of dwarves heard this, they immediately burst out with anger from their eyes. The dwarf who seemed to be the leader shook his head, and all the snow all over his body fell with a "crash".
After the ice and snow fell, what was revealed was a standard rough appearance of a dwarf.
He snorted coldly and said to the woman who asked: "Little girl, haven't your adults taught you that if you talk nonsense outside, your tongue will be cut off?"
As he spoke, a powerful aura spread out from around his body, heading straight towards the woman who asked the question.
This is a superficial application of spiritual power, almost used by lords and monks.
The woman in white clothes who asked the question was suppressed by this breath and was speechless. Her small face was full of anger, and her light pink lips were just pressed together.
"You are just a child, speaking freely, why should you be angry?"
A breath of coldness suddenly appeared, dispersing the dwarf leader's breath, and then disappeared again. Without a trace.
Among the women in white, a woman with a fiery figure looked at the dwarf leader and said with a slight smile.
Compared to those slightly greener women in white, this woman who is obviously the leader is undoubtedly more attractive.
Her body is plump but just right, with an aura like a ripe peach. Her temperament is also very special. There is a hint of seductive heat in the coldness, and a hint of heat in the heat. The coldness that repels people thousands of miles away.
The long legs wrapped in white leather pants are round and slender, the white hair hangs down like silk, and the eyes are shining with water.
This kind of figure and temperament will definitely make countless males obsessed with it and become deeply fascinated by it!
But in front of the beautiful woman, the dwarf leader did not dare to have any messy thoughts, but a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.
"Why, the magician of the Snow Elf clan is also interested in that thing?"
The dwarf patriarch looked at the other party and asked in a thick voice.
While asking the question, he also secretly glanced at the ice crystal sword in the opponent's hand, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
The woman in white smiled softly, like a snow lotus blooming in the ice and snow.
"Who wouldn't want that kind of good thing!"
(End of this chapter)