Chapter 229, the goddess becomes a male god

Su Qiaowei, who was attacked by the counter-sneak attack, lowered her head, and the corners of her mouth hooked a chilling smile, which was fleeting.

Su Qiaowei squatted down quickly, grabbed a handful of mud, and threw it directly on Xiao Ling, who was still proud, and then ran away.

"yes, I like to play, why don't we continue."

Su Qiaowei's movements were very dexterous, shuttling quickly in the sea of mud figures, and the distance between her and Xiao Ling was widened in an instant.

Xiao Ling, who was covered in mud again, had his whole face blackened.

Seeing that the culprit had fled, Xiao Ling no longer cared about his cleanliness, grabbed a handful of mud, and aimed at Su Qiaowei, who had escaped.

Seeing that she was about to hit the target, Su Qiaowei squatted, Xiao Ling threw out the mud, and the whole contribution was made to the people in front of Su Qiaowei.

Seeing that he threw the wrong person, Xiao Ling's eyelids jumped, and he hurriedly lowered his head and pretended to be serious about looking for fish in the muddy water.

The innocent man who had been beaten looked around, and was surrounded by people who were catching fish like him, and looked around again, but he couldn't see the reason, so he shrugged his shoulders and lowered his head to continue his fish-hunting work.

Su Qiaowei, who escaped the catastrophe, straightened up and stuck out her tongue at Xiao Ling, who had raised her eyebrows and raised her eyes.

Then he threw the mud hidden behind him directly towards Xiao Ling.

Xiao Ling, who had been on guard for a long time, dodged sideways very leisurely.

bang

The target hit the buttocks of the person behind him who was let out by Xiao Ling.

Su Qiaowei hurriedly bent down and moved her position.

Xiao Ling tightly locked Su Qiaowei's position, holding the mud that was gently balled by him in his hand, and quietly approached her position.

Su Qiaowei looked at the fish that slipped away from her feet, and she didn't have the heart of the people around her who wanted to catch the fish at all, and she was preoccupied with guarding against Xiao Ling.

I'm afraid that he will suddenly jump out of a certain position and give himself a blow.

Of course, she wouldn't just let him attack in such a stupid way, and she was just defensive.

As long as she found an opportunity, Su Qiaowei jumped out absolutely unceremoniously and continued to give Xiao Ling's clothes a gift.

You come and go like this, Xiao Ling and Su Qiaowei have nothing to do, but the people around them who are serious about catching fish are inexplicably lying down.

Either I was hit in the back, or in the buttocks, and even worse, I was hit in the back of the head, but fortunately, everyone was measured, just a small lump of mud, although it hurt, but it won't happen.

The person who was beaten looked for it and couldn't find out who threw it, so he simply threw a person casually.

And then accidentally, the good fishing brigade turned into a snowball fight, ah, no, it was a mud fight.

Faintly, led by Xiao Ling and Su Qiaowei, you come and go, mud is flying back and forth in the sky, and the battle is very fierce.

The two of them, who were the culprits, were weak at this time, and the two of them glanced at each other tacitly, and quietly slipped out of the crowd on their respective sides.

When the two met, their first reaction to seeing each other was to laugh at each other.

Because the two of them are no longer what they used to be, and their bodies are covered with mud because of the big melee just now.

Even the hair and face are not spared.

They laughed at each other, looked at the crowd that was still fierce, and the village secretary who had given up on bringing people back on track.

The two of them smiled very weakly.

"Xiao Weiwei, it seems, accidentally played big."

Xiao Ling blinked, and his originally handsome face was already unrecognizable at this time.

Su Qiaowei rolled her eyes: "It's not all your fault, if you don't throw me, you won't be like this." ”

"It's not because Xiao Weiwei you pulled me down first."

Xiao Ling pouted, aggrieved.

"Forget it, let's run away quickly, looking at the village secretary's iron-blue face, it is estimated that he is not angry, if he knew that the two of us did it, he would have scolded us to death."

"Yes, little Weiwei, let's go back quickly."

Xiao Ling smelled the smell on his body, disgusted by the smell of death: "Hey, dirty, I want to go back to take a bath." ”

So the two people who had completely turned into clay figures rarely didn't quarrel, and they lowered their heads and hurried seriously.