Chapter 424 Chase in the snow field, experts are coming!
In the wilderness snowfield dozens of miles away from Shenglong City, countless piles of snow rose into the sky one after another, forming a huge snow dragon!
Although the wilderness was extremely cold, there was strangely no cold wind. Obviously, the snow dragon was not caused by the strong wind.
If you look carefully, in front of the snow dragon, there is a monk wearing animal skin running wildly.
It can form a snow dragon while running, which shows how fast it is!
Although the monk's face was tightly wrapped, a pair of smart eyes could still be seen, spinning around.
As he ran wildly, he turned around from time to time and looked at the position behind him.
From time to time, the monk would deliberately flap his hands one after another, creating extremely strong airflow and causing the snow to fly in all directions.
Among the rolling snow dragons, there were actually more than thirty looming figures chasing after them.
The splashing snow kept falling on these dozen people, accumulating thicker and thicker, turning them into complete snowmen.
Seeing the embarrassment of the pursuers behind him, the monk running in front couldn't help laughing.
"Come on, hurry up and chase your Grandpa Wu. You are running so slowly, how can you possibly catch up?
You guessed it right, it was your Grandpa Wu who stole your supplies, killed your riding animals, and burned your tents!
Are you very angry and want to kill me?
It’s a pity that your legs are too short and you are too exhausted to catch up, so you can only eat farts from behind, hahaha..."
This human monk ran while stimulating the pursuers behind him, but his speed was not affected at all, which shows his amazing strength!
The people who were chasing behind him were almost furious when they heard this. They opened their mouths wide and wanted to curse back, but as soon as they opened their mouths, they were filled with snow and cold wind.
In desperation, they could only shut up and run wildly, hoping to catch the guy in front of them and then block his mouth with smelly socks.
It's just that the hateful guy in front is running at an astonishing speed.
No matter how they chased, the two sides always maintained a distance of twenty or thirty meters, and nothing changed from the beginning to the end.
At this moment, the pursuers had already realized that this guy was deliberately hanging them up so that they could be beaten to death from behind!
This damn bastard!
After chasing for some distance, someone finally couldn't hold it anymore and sat down on the ground.
"Huhu... Damn, I'm exhausted... I'll chase whoever you like... Huhu... Anyway, I won't chase you anymore..."
This man was sitting on the ground, as if he were a white bear, his whole body covered in snow, panting heavily.
Through the leather hat that was covered by snow and frost, two small eyes could be vaguely seen, as well as a large mouth that was constantly exhaling white air.
A giant double-edged battle ax was tied behind his back, which was also covered in snow.
He is about 1.5 meters tall, but his body shape develops horizontally, almost as tall as him.
The only people in the wilderness with this kind of body shape are dwarves!
As the dwarf pursuer stopped, the other dwarves also stopped in unison, and they all sat down on the ground.
After chasing for dozens of kilometers at a stretch, they were almost exhausted and had to urinate.
From the outside, they have similar body shapes and are obviously of the same race.
Because their whole bodies were covered with snow, these dwarfs looked like a group of polar bears sitting on the ground and resting, panting heavily.
When the monk they had been chasing noticed this, he just sneered disdainfully and continued running towards the Holy Dragon City.
Seeing that the other party still maintained the previous speed and showed no sign of fatigue, these dwarves looked at each other and were speechless for a long time.
"When we get to that Holy Dragon City, we'll settle the score with this damn guy!"
The dwarves made up their minds and turned around to continue resting.
At this moment, in the snowfield in the distance, a pleasant ringing sound suddenly came from the distant snowfield. It was faintly visible, echoed continuously in the quiet snowfield, and was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears.
One of the dwarves, who looked the strongest among the pursuers, jumped up from the spot and looked behind him intently.
The thick palm was also faintly close to the handle of the battle ax.
Not long after, a team all dressed in white leather clothing slowly entered the eyes of the dwarves.
The members of this team are all charming, tall women with picturesque features and sickly white skin.
His eyes were like water and his body was light, as if he would float at any moment.
A pair of pointed ears, playfully exposed from under the hat, twitching from time to time.
The snow-white leather clothes on their bodies only cover the middle of their thighs. Below are a pair of long round legs wrapped in white leather pants. They wear a pair of snow-white leather boots, making the legs look even longer and straighter.
On the waists of these women, most of them hung a translucent long sword, which was constantly flashing with light.
There were also several women holding short sword-like weapons in their hands, and a mysterious aura faintly flashed on the staff.
They walked through the ice and snow without any expression of discomfort on their faces, as if they were swimming fish into water and were as content as they were.
On their waists hung a transparent bell that seemed to be carved from ice, which is where the clear ringing sound came from.
These women seemed to be walking leisurely in the snow, but in fact they were very fast, and they arrived at the pursuers in a short time.
A woman holding a long sword turned her head and asked the dwarfs who looked like white bears: "Dwarf, how far is the Holy Dragon City?"
Her voice was extremely clear, with just a hint of chill.
When the group of dwarves heard this, they immediately burst into anger from their eyes. The dwarf who seemed to be the leader shook his head, and all the snow all over his body fell down with a "crash".
After the ice and snow fell, what was revealed was a standard rough appearance of a dwarf.
He snorted coldly and said to the woman who asked the question: "Little girl, haven't your adults taught you that if you talk nonsense outside, your tongue will be cut out?"
As he spoke, a strong aura spread out from around his body and went straight to the woman who asked the question.
This is a superficial application of spiritual power, and almost all lords and monks will use it.
The woman in white who asked the question was suppressed by this breath and was speechless immediately. There was a trace of anger on her face, and her light pink lips were just pursed together.
"You're just a kid, he's talking nonsense, why should you be angry?"
An aura with a biting chill suddenly appeared, dissipating the dwarf leader's aura, and then disappeared without a trace.
Among the women in white, a woman with a fiery figure looked at the dwarf leader and said with a slight smile.
Compared with those slightly greener women in white, this woman who is obviously the leader is undoubtedly more attractive.
Her body is plump but just right, with an aura like a ripe peach. Her temperament is also very special. There is a hint of seductive heat in the coldness, and a hint of repulsion in the heat.
Cold.
Her long legs wrapped in white leather pants are round and slender, her white hair hangs down like silk, and her eyes are sparkling with water.
This kind of figure and temperament will definitely make countless males obsessed with it and become deeply fascinated by it!
But in the face of beauty, the dwarf leader did not dare to have any messy thoughts, but a trace of solemnity appeared on his face.
"Why, the magician of the Snow Elf clan is also very interested in that thing?"
The dwarf patriarch looked at the other party and asked in a thick voice.
While asking the question, he also secretly glanced at the ice crystal sword in the opponent's hand, with a trace of fear flashing in his eyes.
The woman in white smiled softly, like a snow lotus blooming in the ice and snow.