In the wilderness and snow field dozens of miles away from the Holy Dragon City, countless snows rose into the sky one after another, forming a huge snow dragon!

Although the wilderness was extremely cold, there was no trace of cold wind, and it was obvious that the snow dragon was not caused by the wind. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

If you look closely, in front of this snow dragon, there is a monk wearing animal skins running wildly.

Being able to form a snow dragon while running shows how fast it is!

Although the monk's face was tightly wrapped, a pair of smart eyes could still be seen, constantly turning around.

As he ran, he looked back from time to time to look at the position behind him.

From time to time, the monk would deliberately fan his hands one after the other, creating a strong air flow that would cause the snow to fly everywhere.

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

The splashed snow kept falling on the bodies of these dozen people, accumulating thicker and thicker, turning them into complete snowmen.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of the pursuers behind him, the monk who ran in front couldn't help but laugh.

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

You guessed it right, it was your grandfather Wu who stole your supplies, slaughtered your riding beasts, and burned your tents!

Are you angry and want to kill me?

It's a pity that your legs are too short, and you can't catch up with you when you're tired, so you can only eat farts in the back, hahaha......"

While running, this Terran monk stimulated the pursuers behind him, but his speed was not affected in the slightest, which showed that his strength was amazing!

When the people chasing behind them heard this, they almost exploded their lungs, and they opened their mouths wide and wanted to scold back, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they were filled with a stomach full of snow and cold wind.

In desperation, they could only shut up and bury their heads and run wildly, hoping to catch the guy in front of them, and then plug the guy's mouth with stinky socks.

It's just that this abominable guy in front of him is running at an extremely fast speed.

No matter how they chased after them, the two sides always maintained a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and nothing changed from beginning to end.

At this moment, those pursuers had also realized that this guy was deliberately hanging them, so that everyone would be drunk and snowed in the back!

This damn bastard!

After chasing for a distance, finally someone couldn't bear it and sat on the ground.

"Huhu...... Damn, I'm tired of Lao Tzu...... Whoever you love chases...... Whew...... Anyway, Lao Tzu won't chase ......"

The man sat on the ground as if he were a white bear, covered in snow and panting constantly.

Through the fur hat obscured by snow and frost, two small eyes and a large mouth that constantly exhaled white breath could be seen.

A giant double-edged battle axe was strapped behind him, also covered in snow at this time.

He is about 1.5 meters tall, but his body size has developed horizontally, almost about his height.

There are only dwarves of this size in the wilderness!

As the dwarven pursuer stopped, the other dwarves stopped in unison, and all sat on the ground.

chased dozens of kilometers in one go, and they were about to get tired out of the urine.

From the outside, they are similar in size and clearly of the same race.

Covered in snow, the dwarves looked like a pack of resting polar bears, panting for breath.

After the monk who had been chasing after them noticed this scene, he just sneered disdainfully twice, and continued to run all the way towards the Holy Dragon City.

Seeing that the other party was still maintaining the same speed as before, and did not show any fatigue, the dwarves looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.

"Wait until you get to that Holy Dragon City, and then settle accounts with this damn guy!"

The dwarves made up their minds and turned their heads to continue resting.

At this moment, in the distant snowfield, there was a sudden melodious ringtone, looming, echoing in this quiet snowfield, and clearly into everyone's ears.

One of the strongest-looking dwarves among the pursuers sprang up from the spot, staring intently behind him.

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

After a while, a procession of all dressed in white leather slowly entered the eyes of the dwarfs.

The members of this team turned out to be charming tall women, with picturesque eyebrows and sickly fair skin.

His eyes are like water, and his body is light, as if he will float up at any moment.

A pair of pointy ears peeked out mischievously from under the hat, shaking from time to time.

Their snow-white leather clothes only cover the middle of their thighs, and below them are a pair of round long legs wrapped in white leather pants, wearing a pair of snow-white leather boots, which makes their legs appear more slender and straight.

Around the waists of these women, most of them hung a translucent long sword, constantly flashing with streamers.

There were also several women in their hands, carrying a short-range weapon, and a trace of mystery faintly flashed on the staff.

They came on the snow and ice in this way, without a trace of discomfort on their faces, as if they were swimming in water.

Around their waists, a transparent bell that looks like it is carved from ice cubes, from which the crisp bell comes from.

The women seemed to be hurrying leisurely in the snow, but they were actually extremely fast, and in a short time they had already reached the side of the pursuers.

A woman with a long sword turned her head and asked the dwarves who looked like white bears, "Shorty, how far is the Holy Dragon City?" ”

Her voice was crisp, but there was a faint chill.

When the group of dwarves heard this, a trace of anger immediately erupted from their eyes, and the dwarf who seemed to be the leader shook his head, and all the snow on his body fell with a "bang".

When the snow falls, it reveals a standard dwarven gruff appearance.

I saw him snort coldly and said to the woman who was asking: "Little girl, didn't the adults in your family teach you to talk nonsense outside, but your tongue will be cut out?" ”

As he spoke, a strong aura emanated from around his body, heading straight for the woman who was questioning.

This is a superficial application of spiritual power, and almost all lords and monks will use it.

The woman in white who asked was pressed by this breath, and she was speechless for a moment, her little face was full of anger, and her pale pink lips were only pursed together.

"It's just a child, and he has no mouth to hide, so why should Your Excellency be angry?"

A chilling aura suddenly appeared, dissipating the dwarven leader's breath, and then disappeared without a trace.

Among the white-clothed women, a woman with a hot figure looked at the dwarf leader and said with a slight smile.

Compared to the slightly green women in white, this woman who was obviously the leader was undoubtedly more seductive.

Her body is plump but just right, with a breath like a ripe peach, her temperament is also very special, cold mixed with a hint of soul-hooking heat, and in the heat there is a trace of coldness that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The long legs wrapped in white leather pants were round and slender, the white hair hung down like silk, and the eyes were shining with water.

This kind of figure and temperament will definitely make countless males reluctant to give up and be deeply fascinated by it!

But at the moment of beauty, the dwarven leader did not dare to have any messy thoughts, but a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.

"Why, the sorcerer of the Snow Elf clan is also very interested in that thing?"

The dwarven patriarch looked at each other and asked in a thick voice.

While asking, he also secretly glanced at the ice crystal in the other party's hand, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes.

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

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