Chapter 198: Three Days Without Hitting the House and Untiling (2)

Mo Duo was lying on the ground on all fours at this time, this is almost the junction of the highland forest and the Kunya Snow Mountain Range, Mo Duo was thrown down here, the ground is thick snow and fallen leaves, there is nothing to do with people, it is just a head of fallen leaves and snow powder, it looks a little embarrassed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

There was a rustle of footsteps, and he looked up from the snowdrift, a pair of barefoot feet, which looked more crystal white than snow, stepped on the snow and approached, and then mercilessly stepped on his bald head, and stepped his head into the snowdrift again.

Perhaps it was the feeling that the little dwarf under his feet had no chance to turn the tables, or the influence of the soul of the long-legged chick in the soul of the judge, Casio Naia's voice had a rare hint of humanity: "Don't worry, I will let you die quickly without any pain, this mortal body can accommodate the arrival of the four-winged oracle, this is her glory......"

However, it was Casio Naya's rare words with a human touch that completely ignited the little dwarf, like a pile of gunpowder on a mountain, and suddenly ignited the fuse, sending out a heaven-shattering explosion.

Casio Naya felt the little dwarf under his feet lifting his head hard, so she stepped on the ball of the little dwarf's head with disdain, but it didn't happen as she expected, the bald head with a beautiful face was stepped back into the snowdrift.

Instead, it lifted up a little bit firmly, even if the judge increased the strength of the soles of his feet several times, and finally even used all his strength to stop it, until the bald head under his feet shook hard, and the violent force made the judge retreat, and lost his balance and staggered.

Then the handsome face of the little dwarf appeared in front of Casio Naia's eyes, although on the surface it seemed that there was no trace of hideousness and anger on the little dwarf's face, but the angry flame in those eyes seemed to ignite everything in the world.

"You can keep your glory for yourself, but why impose it on others and make others look grateful. Modo asked, staring at Neya in front of him.

His heart was filled with the painful feeling that things were wrong, and he roared out word by word: "What kind of thing stipulates that you can trample on other people's best things so arbitrarily, is it because of the SB thing of the God of Light, can you be so unscrupulous?"

"How dare a sinner insult the great God of Light! heresy deserve to be burned alive, go and die. Modo's roar made the Judge Chief's face change drastically, and the golden giant spear appeared in her hand out of thin air again with a wave of his right hand, stabbing at the little dwarf not far in front of him, it seems that the space ring is not a rare thing for the Judge Lord.

This spear was almost perfect in terms of strength, angle, speed, and timing, but such a perfect blow was completely missed.

Because Modo's speed is too fast, this kind of reneging anger makes him like a Slavic berserker, directly forced into a state of madness, and the originally inhuman speed has increased to an unimaginable level after the madness, but the innate qi in his body has also allowed him to maintain his basic sanity, so as not to completely become a monster who only knows how to kill and poke.

I saw that his toes were a little on the snow, not only dodging Cassionaiya's spear, but also appearing half a meter in front of her, reaching out to attack the opponent's position.

Then Mo Duo was a little at a loss, although he was in a frenzy, but the residual reason made him unable to attack the target in front of him at all, even if Mo Duo knew very well in his heart that the long-legged girl Neya in front of him was already just a forcibly occupied body.

Slap in the face, what should I do if the blow is broken and the phase is broken?

Two punches on the opponent's flat and tight lower abdomen? To be honest, Modo really can't do it!

Break the other party's hands and feet? Just kidding, if you don't wait for the other party to die, Modo will die of pain first!

Beat......

This sense of depression of being at a loss and helpless made Modo extremely annoyed, and at the same time, Cassio Naia was still attacking, if it weren't for the fact that the little dwarf who had eaten the nine-leaf clover was more than a little stronger, he would have been injured by the other party's attack.

In the end, Modo still found a target, he took advantage of Casio Naia's ferocious assassination, seized the opportunity of the other party's body to lean forward, ghostly flashed behind the chick, pinched the chick's neck with his right hand and pressed it down, and hooked the chick's ankle with the toe of his right foot and hooked it up hard.

Immediately Cassionaia lost her balance, and was pressed straight by Modo on the snow, and then with a anger full of nowhere to vent, Modo raised a small slap in his left hand, and slapped it hard against the powerful butt that was pressed on the snow and writhed because he was still struggling.

"Loser, I don't even know my own masters, right, and you're going to kill me, if you don't go to the house for three days, why don't you go to heaven, losers. ”

When her buttocks, which had never been touched before, were slapped heavily, the great four-winged god made Mistress Casio not realize the seriousness of the problem at all, and she naively thought that it was just the opponent's inexperienced combat experience and made an ineffective attack.

But after being slapped a few times in succession, she realized that this was a form of punishment for disobedient children by mortal elders, and when she realized this, her reason told her that it was an unforgivable sin by this little dwarf sinner blaspheming the great four-winged oracle.

But no matter how hard she struggled, the little dwarf grabbed her neck and pressed her to the hand in the snow, like a mountain that could not be shaken at all, so that she had no possibility of breaking free, and the violently writhing body was like she automatically sent her hips to the hand of the little dwarf Modo.

Gradually, she felt that something was wrong, she felt that after her buttocks were slapped dozens of times, the little dwarf who was pressing her breathed heavily, and what made her a little flustered was that the body she was currently occupying actually produced an indescribable strange feeling.

It was as if an unknown part of her body had been completely ignited, and the four-winged god envoy was horrified to find that this body seemed to have produced an inexplicable heat, which made her have an unspeakable change, and her mouth made strange sounds.

Then she felt a chill behind her, and the robe that was supposed to be her body was lifted, and then the little dwarf sat on her lap, and then ......