Chapter 424： Snowfield chasing, masters are everywhere!

In the wilderness snowfields of the Holy Dragon City dozens of miles away, countless snows have risen in the sky, forming a huge snow dragon!

Although the wilderness is extremely cold, but there is no strange wind, it is obvious that this snow dragon is not caused by the wind and the wind. Bayi Chinese Network W? W? W (a). 81ZW. COM

If you look at it carefully, in front of this snow dragon, there is a monk wearing a hide skin rushing.

The ability to form a snow dragon while running can be seen how fast it is!

Although the monk's face was wrapped up tightly, he could still see a pair of smart eyes, and he kept turning around.

He ran wildly, and from time to time he looked back and looked at the position behind him.

From time to time, the monk will deliberately fan his hands, creating a strong airflow, allowing the snow to fly around.

Among the rolling snow dragons, there are still more than thirty looming figures, which are chasing after them.

The snow that splashed up constantly fell on the bodies of these dozens of people, and the thicker and thicker, they turned into a completely snowman.

Seeing the wolverines of the chasers behind him, the monk who was running in front couldn't help but laugh.

"Come on, hurry up and chase your grandfather Wu, you run so slowly, how can you catch up?"

You guessed it, your grandfather Wu stole your supplies, slaughtered your beast, and burned your tent!

Are you very angry, do you really want to kill me?

Unfortunately, your legs are too short, you can't catch up with exhaustion, you can only eat fart in the back, hahaha..."

The man-made monk ran while stimulating the chase behind him, but the degree was unaffected, and the strength was amazing!

Those who chased behind him heard the words, almost suffocated the lungs, and each of them opened their mouths and wanted to come back. As a result, just after a mouth, they were filled with cold wind.

In desperation, they can only shut up and rush, hoping to catch the guy in front, and then block the guy's mouth with stinky socks.

Just the wicked guy in front, the degree of running is amazing.

No matter how they catch up, the two sides have always maintained a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and there has been no change from beginning to end.

At this moment, those chasing soldiers have also realized that this guy is deliberately hanging them, so that everyone can be drunk in the wind!

This **** bastard!

After chasing a distance, finally someone couldn’t help but sat down on the ground.

"Where... his mother's, exhausted Laozi... You love who chased who chased... Huh... Anyway, Laozi is not chasing..."

The man sat on the ground, as if it were a white bear, and his body was wrapped in snow, constantly breathing.

Through the leather hat blocked by the snow frost, you can see two small eyes and a big mouth constantly exhaling white air.

A giant double-edged battle axe was tied behind him, and it was also covered by snow.

His height is about one meter five, but his body is horizontal, almost the same as his height.

In this wilderness, there are only such dwarfs!

As the dwarf chased the soldiers and stopped, the other dwarves stopped at the same time, all sitting on the ground.

After chasing dozens of kilometers in one breath, they are almost ready to give them urine.

Viewed from the outside, their size is similar, obviously the same race.

Because the whole body is covered with snow, these dwarves look like a group of polar bears sitting and resting, panting.

The monks who had been chasing after them had noticed this scene, but they sneered in disdain and continued to rush toward the holy dragon city.

Seeing that the other party still maintains the previous degree, there is no fatigue, these dwarves look at each other for a long time without words.

"After waiting for the holy dragon city, find this **** guy to settle accounts!"

The dwarves made up their minds and turned their heads to rest.

At this moment, in the distant snowfield, suddenly there was a fascinating ringtone, looming, constantly echoing in this quiet snowfield, and clearly introduced into the ears of everyone.

One of the most sought-after dwarves in the chase, slammed from the ground and stared to the rear.

The heavy palm is also close to the handle of the tomahawk.

Not long after, a team of all wearing white leather slowly entered the eyes of the dwarfs.

The members of this team are all charming and tall women, and they are so eye-catching that the skin presents a pathological whiteness.

The double eyes are like water, and the body is light, as if it will float up at any time.

A pair of pointed ears, naughty exposed from under the hat, shaking from time to time.

Their white leather covers only the middle part of their thighs. Below are a pair of rounded long legs wrapped in white leather pants, wearing a pair of white leather boots, making the legs look slender and straight. .

In these women's waists, most of them are hung with a translucent sword, which is constantly shining.

There are also a few women's hands, carrying a short scorpion weapon, a mysterious atmosphere, faintly flashing on the staff.

They came here in the snow and ice, and there was no trace of discomfort on their faces, as if they were swimming in the water.

At their waists, a transparent bell that was carved out of ice was hung, and the crisp ringtone came from it.

These women seem to be leisurely on the road in the snow, but in fact they are extremely fast, and they have already come to these pursuits in a short time.

A woman with a long sword turned her head and asked the dwarfs who were like white bears: "How far is the dwarf, St. Dragon City?"

Her voice is crisp, but with a hint of chill.

The group of dwarves heard the words, and immediately spurted a sigh of anger from their eyes. The dwarf's head, which seemed to be led, shook, and the snow covered all of them fell.

After the ice and snow fell, it revealed a standard dwarf rude appearance.

I saw him screaming and said to the woman who asked the question: "Small girl, did your family not teach you, talk outside, but will be cut off your tongue?"

As he spoke, a sigh of breath spread from his body and went straight to the woman who was asking.

This is a shallow application of mental power, which is used by almost the master monk.

The white woman who was questioning was suppressed by this breath, and she couldn’t speak at all. The small face was full of anger, and the pale pink lips were only tied together.

"It’s just a child, and there’s no way to stop it. Why are you angry?”

A breath of chills suddenly appeared, and the dwarfs breathed away, and then disappeared without a trace.

Among the white women, a hot woman looked at the dwarf collar and said with a slight smile.

Compared with those women who are slightly white, this woman who is obviously a collar is undoubtedly more attractive.

Her body is full and just right, with a breath of ripe peaches, her temperament is also very special, the cold is mixed with a trace of fiery hot, and the fiery with a trace of rejection of thousands of miles away It is cold.

The long legs wrapped in white leather pants are round and slender, white as silk falls down, and the eyes are flashing with Yingying water.

This kind of figure and temperament will definitely make countless male souls unreserved, and deeply fascinated by it!

But the current color, the dwarf collar did not dare to have any messy thoughts, but a hint of dignity appeared on his face.

"Why, the magician of the Snow Elf family is also very interested in that thing?"

The dwarf patriarch looked at each other and asked with a heavy voice.

While questioning, he also secretly glanced at the ice crystal short shackles in the other hand, and his eyes flashed a hint of jealousy.

The white woman smiled softly, like the snow lotus blooming in the snow.

"The kind of good thing, who doesn't want it!"