...... Holding Aya, Mad Dog looked around dumbfounded: the place where he was staying was clearly a cold cell. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Wasn't I still in the illusion that Namedia had created?!!, opening his mouth, Mad Dog felt like he had been hit in the head: yes, the device emitted a black light, and I fainted......

Hurriedly lowering his head, Mad Dog frowned: Aya's wound had completely healed, and it was obvious that she had fainted not a few seconds ago. Perhaps, it's daylight?

Looking around, he noticed that the cells were filled with ice, and the cells in the outer corridors were empty. The only source of light that can illuminate the dark places that seem to be underground spaces are the flames of ice burning in torches and braziers.

The cell door is locked, and it can't be opened...... Pushing the door of the house, the mad dog was so angry: Lao Tzu is locked up? Isn't this funny?!

After a long time of trouble, I fell into the trap? Angrily putting Aya on the ground, Mad Dog decided to take out the wire and try to open the door. However, less than half a second after his body left Aya, he immediately regretted it.

Damn, it's so cold, it's cold, it's cold, it's cold! Shivering from the cold, the mad dog subconsciously hugged Aya again, who was emitting heat because of his ability to automatically regulate his body temperature, and shivered: How can this be minus 30 degrees? My breath is all white mist.

The flaming flame of the flame sucks up the remaining heat from the surrounding area, and at the same time transmits a chilling reflection. The surroundings were terrible and quiet because of the cold, and there was not a single sound of small insects restless.

Damn, I'm afraid of the cold...... I couldn't stay in this ice prison at all! Chilling in his heart, Mad Dog finally relied on Aya to recover his body temperature, and looked around angrily again: this cell was so simple that there were only one bed. But there was a cotton pad that had been frozen into ice cubes and a quilt covered with hoarfrost and ice ballast.

This quilt is completely just a decoration, there is a fart! It's colder to cover than not to cover, right?

Damn, it's the first time I've seen a real ice prison...... Gritting his teeth again, the mad dog muttered "I'm not going to eat your tofu" in his heart, while trying his best to expel the evil thoughts, and hugged Aya tighter.

Everything Namedia wears is the same as the rest of Aya, a silky, lightweight, backless garment that doesn't interfere with walking, flying, or sensitive skin. And the combination of this short black skirt, a sleeveless white vest with a cropless navel and a backless waistcoat and a pink belt without stockings, the more Mad Dog looks at it, the more familiar it feels.

It's just that why doesn't Namedia have shoes to wear, even though she knows that she is Aya, she still feels cold just by looking at it. Ordinary people walking outside without shoes and stepping on things must hurt terribly, not to mention Aya, who feels five times the pain.

...... In fact, the style of the skirt and belt was quite similar to that of Lusa and the others, except for a hole in the poking tail out. The difference between the tops is quite big. Despite his efforts to find out what caused the immediacy of sight, Mad Dog, who was completely undressed, did not see the difference in the style of the clothes that Namedia was wearing: he would only judge them by the length of the clothes from all angles.

Isn't this outfit popular in Tomeca? After racking his brain for a while, the mad dog stared at the girl's cat ears, still confused: it shouldn't be. Only Aya would have chosen such a small amount of fabric to ensure that the angelic power that had to be brought into contact with the air worked properly, and that she had to make a backless outfit to stretch her wings. This race is very picky in dressing, and the skin can only accept silk fabrics. In Tomeca, silk is very expensive, and ordinary people can not afford to wear it. Even the aristocracy could only wear it once on festivals.

...... And one of the important reasons why Aya can wear silk clothes at will is that these clothes are sub-enchanted, and they can automatically repair damaged parts like the flesh, and can also change their form...... Like from a short skirt with safety pants (this guy is hopeless. He still doesn't understand safety pants and liners and the specific differences with underwear. Lucina had told him once before, but then he thought that the lining of the two Aya's short skirts was just that) turned into shorts or something. It's such an expensive and easy-to-break thing, and it's hell if you can wear it on weekdays.

Lucina is really sad, just find an Aiya who has bigger breasts than her. Namedia's probably has a b, too, because no one has looked at it too closely, so it can be a little bigger than Lusha by visual inspection...... Feeling the comfortable elasticity of her breasts and the smoothness of her legs under the short skirt that was far better than silk and had never felt before, Mad Dog blushed and changed his hugging position slightly.

Damn, anyway, there is no one here, and no matter how much advantage you take, you won't be discovered...... Looking away, Cereya smelled Aya's unique fresh body fragrance like blood, and felt a sense of shyness from within: he began to make awkward noises in his daily life, unwilling to admit that he still had a gentlemanly side.

Suppressing the desire to touch it, Mad Dog knew very well that he was not at all uninterested in Aya's seductive body. However, he always felt embarrassed to take advantage of the girl's fainting, because Mad Dog felt that a scumbag like him had to be a little moral.

Even people who can't walk when they see a beautiful woman or have straight eyes, Seresa can't understand: it is not enough to appreciate and appreciate it in her heart. If it's a close friend like Lusha, Mad Dog will deliberately show an evil expression to tease her, but when getting along with someone who has a bad relationship to a certain extent, Mad Dog is more inclined to communicate rationally and not reveal too many expressions other than banter.

The Assassin's strength was his rationality and almost cold-blooded composure, allowing him to suppress his desires and impulses in a variety of situations. In this respect, there is no essential difference from the Templars who use religion to brainwash themselves.

Therefore, he used his reason in an instant, and after staring at Namedea's scattered long white hair, peaceful sleeping face, and slightly curled up soft body, he began to frame her image as a sister who needed his own protection. But after thinking about it, he suddenly felt a little empty: This Lori really moved her hands and seemed to be able to hit me on the ground. Care had to be taken to make sure she woke up mentally out of control.

Within a minute of the firm decision that he would never go to Aya, Mad Dog was full of thoughts about the girl's fart if she didn't want to, and instead began to worry about whether something would happen to Lusa and the others, and whether Lucina and the others would find out that they were missing, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that the form was terrible, he suddenly picked up Aya and tried to hold her by his side to keep himself warm, while doing something else.

Namedia seems to be about as tall as Lusa...... It's about 1.42 meters? Pull out an Aya casually, which is basically this height, at most about 1.45 meters. The Ayas are delicate in appearance and maintain just the right balance between childishness and maturity, young and immature. This happens to be the most subtle and lethal type of temperament that most women exude charm.

Looking at Aya, who was barely as tall as her chest, Mad Dog made careful movements, for fear of hurting her: I have to try to poke the keyhole again.