Law of the Devil

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Chapter 404 [First Preferential Time]

Dewey's stuck. The sudden news from Jojo made a huge difference to Dewey's expression on his face.

Jojo saw a glimmer of hidden dissatisfaction in Dewey's eyes and then finally turned into helplessness. Fearing that Dewey's heart would become angry, she whispered quickly: “The teacher is not trying to hide this from you, it's just...”

“Well, don't mention it.” When Dewey waved, sighed and looked back at Jojo, there was no more dissatisfaction: “I understand. ”

After all, a magician, especially a mighty master of the sacred order like Gandalf the Green Robe, the top strong, all have their own pride, especially an old man in the Green Robe, which is absolutely typical of arrogance. Such a man, suddenly losing the strength of the greatest dependence, had fallen from the summit of the top strong, and he had already suffered greatly in his own heart. And by his proud nature, he is naturally reluctant to let others know about his weaknesses and pain - which is not a glorious good thing, and concealment is normal.

Jojo was also worried that Dewey would get angry, but his eyes were clear and his tone sincere, so he slowly relaxed.

“But now that we can't go to Gilliant City to get help, what should we do now?” Jojo asked worried.

Dewey thought for a moment and shook his head honestly: “I don't know. On this continent, it can counteract the existence of snow falling, I'm afraid...”

Speaking of which, all of a sudden he had this white, lonely, snowy guy in his head.

White River?

Well, that pervert should count as one. However, he and he did not relate, by the way, although the old man seemed to have a personal affair with himself, in public, he and he were not enemies. He doesn't have a reason to fight for himself just because he has a personal crush on himself, does he?

Besides, before Dewey plotted to subvert the Grassland Court, Dewey didn't believe those wise men on Snow Mountain could still see the ghost behind it! At least, Saladin's cavalry with good equipment from the Roland continent, where did the armor come from? Even if the prairie people didn't know at the time, think about it afterwards, someone could always find out.

The White River is also a witch king, grass atomic people worship him, there is no reason for him to sell his hundreds of thousands of children to himself at will for personal reasons. Speaking of which, the success of his plan, which he did not obstruct, has been extremely difficult. The front score, I'm afraid, has been folded clean.

Find your own door at this time... hum.

The White River is a man of great talent. He is not a woman or a man of great love for his children.

So... Devil Island?

Dewey was the old Chris on Devil's Island right out of his mind. That guy... can't be worse!

However, the island itself is an active giant monster that floats over the East Sea ocean for many years, and even if it does now, it may not be possible to find it! Besides, the northwest is 10,000 miles from the eastern sea of the mainland...

After a while of reflection, Dewey figured out a way not to count.

“Rest for a while, then we head northwest! Big deal, get into the Kilimaro Mountains and hide for a month! The mountains surround him, he is not a god, the sea is fishing for needles, it is not that easy to find us! ”

Dewey made up her mind and stomped her feet. Then he picked up Jojo, thought about it, and took out the Fountain of Youth and gave her a few drops. I looked in the northwest direction and was ready to go again.

Unfortunately, the golden dragon that was just taken in is not available yet. After all, the Golden Dragon was subjugated by that red-haired warcraft, not directly become Dewey's spouse. Theoretically, Dewey can only direct the Golden Dragon through the Redhead Warcraft, provided that the mental sensation between the two is enhanced first.

Faced with a powerful Golden Dragon, it would take some time to do this, and if he gave Dewey a little time, he was confident he could do it well. But now, where does he have time to stop and spend a day or two doing magic rituals and signing soul contracts with Golden Dragon? How powerful the soul of a golden dragon is, it is not so easy to yield.

It's been a day since the snow broke up last night. Now Elf King must be on his way to catch up with himself.

Dewey was tired, picked up Jojo, thought about it, and continued to fly like this, too tired. And the situation is unclear, so desperately consuming your strength and magic is not a wise move.

He suddenly remembered a “toy” he had already made, which he kept in his storage ring and had not yet taken out for use.

To think of it, Dewey smiled mysteriously at Jojo: "I showed you a new toy that I made myself when I was in Gilliant City the other day, bored. ”

After that, a magical light flashed through, and in front of the two, something strange appeared.

In Jojo's view, it's natural not to recognize what this is. This thing right in front of you, two round wheels, fixed with a wooden bar, and a geared plate made of metal bars, is about two meters long and more than a meter high.

“Look, this thing is called a ‘bicycle’.” Duwihaha laughed, "riding it is quick. But… much faster than flying. In fact, it is of little practical value to us magicians. I just thought it would be fun. I can't believe it actually worked today. ”

In previous life, Dewey naturally knew how to ride a bicycle lightly. Though this pure wooden crude thing is still a bit crude, and the wooden wheels are very bumpy because they don't have inflatable tires. But after all, Dewey was a magician, and after holding two wind magic arrays on the wheel, the degree of turbulence was greatly reduced.

Joe Joe stared wide-eyed...

In Roland Continent, where there is no bicycle, she doesn't believe that people can ride on these two wheels... there is no balance at all!

But then Dewey forced her to sit in the back, and then Dewey carried Jojo, crossed over and laughed: "Let's go! ”

Staring hard at the pedal, the wheel turns. Jojo lowered his voice and subconsciously held Dewey's waist with his hands behind his back.

So, just above the Northwest Wilderness of the Roland Continent in 964. Dewey rode a bike with a beautiful girl and drove in the wild, just like in previous life...

After all, Jojo was weak after his injuries. He couldn't help but feel cold and held Dewey's arms harder and harder. In the end, the entire upper body of the person simply sticks tightly behind Dewey.

Dewey pushed his bike hard, after all, riding much faster than flying, but saving a lot of energy.

A moment later, the scent of Jojo's body spread into his nose, Jojo's show lifted, and he touched Dewey's ears from time to time. It felt a little itchy, while the girl's soft body adhered to herself, which made people have some thoughtful taste.

If it weren't for being in the continent of Roland, Dewey would even be in a trance, creating the illusion that it would be like riding in the wild with a girl of your own choosing on a winter evening in her own world.

Unconsciously, Dewey gently hummed a song that was very famous in previous life, a must-have love song for cycling... "Sweet"

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A song completely different from Roland Continent falls into Jojo's ears, and Dewey's lyrics are completely Chinese that Jojo doesn't understand. But deviating from this weird song, it sounds like the softest string that can easily fluctuate its own heart.

Unconsciously, Jojo felt his face burning, quietly put his face on Dewey's back, his eyes were tender...

After the song "Sweet Sweet" hummed, Jojo seemed like everyone had lost their minds, put it quietly on Dewey's back, listened carefully to Dewey's heartbeat, a pair of small hands hooked Dewey's waist, and his mouth didn't even realize it, humming gently with the tune Dewey had just sung.

And what Jojo didn't realize at this point was that Dewey had closed her mouth.

Creak!

The wheel suddenly stopped, and Dewey's feet held onto the ground, then suddenly sighed in disguise: "Jojo, come down. ”

“Hmm...” Jojo's eyes were still intoxicated until Dewey said it for the second time, and she said, “What's wrong, are you tired? ”

“Tired is not tired, but we are caught up. ”

Dewey smiled and turned to look at Jojo, patting her face gently and pointing at her not far ahead.

On a giant rock, a man in a vegetarian robe sat on his lap, beneath the stars of the night, as if he had a starlight all over him. Even though he sat there quietly, he seemed to have merged with the heavens and the earth!

“Duke of Tulips, I'm really getting curious about you. This thing you're riding, is it your new magic item? ”

The snow fell gently and Jojo's face changed immediately.

Dewey didn't seem surprised at all, but looked up and down at the snow: “I'm really weird, the promise of a day has just passed by less than half an hour. I asked myself, it's been over 300 miles. Even if you're a holy class man, there's no reason you can fly 300 miles in half an hour? Elf King, did you cheat? ”

Faced with Dewey's accusations, the Elf King was not angry, smiled and raised his hand, made a strange gesture, seriously and truly shouted: “I fall snow, swear to the Elf God, if I do not keep my word against the rules of the game, I will be abandoned by the Elf God, and I will not rest in peace after death! ”

He said it seriously, but Dewey listened and laughed: "Ha ha! Snow falls, I'm just saying, you don't have to swear. ”

Snowfall's eyes turned and stared at Dewey: “Duke Tulip, you're not surprised that I seem to have caught you so fast. ”

Dewey had already taken Jojo out of the car and held him in his arms, faintly saying: “I knew for a long time that most of the first time you would catch me. Now that you're sure of this bet with me, there's certainly something to be counted on. ”

After a short snowfall, he laughed. “Okay! Good temperament! So now you've used your first privilege. Now I'll wait here for another day, so run. ”

“No rush! Not in a hurry!” Dewey looked at the stars in the sky as if they were lazy, hugging Jojo, and then he put his bike in the storage ring, slowly walking towards the snow, looking at the sky: "Isn't there a whole day left? It doesn't make much difference to run an hour early and an hour late anyway. It's already night, I haven't eaten dinner yet. I'm sure you're hungry too, Mr. Snow. I think it's a nice place, although it's a little remote, but we have the earth as our seat, the sky as our top, and the stars as our lights. Dinner here is also a good option. ”

Dewey didn't seem too busy and unpredictable, but it caused a little confusion: “Are you... really in a hurry? I said just wait a day, you stay here a little longer, you lose a bit of strength. ”

“The heavens and the earth, the earth, the bellies are biggest! When I'm hungry, I don't have the strength to run.” Dewey smiled and had taken off her robe and laid it on the ground, then put Jojo on top. Jojo seemed to want to say something, but when he looked at Dewey, he immediately shut his mouth and remained silent.

Dewey was very skilled and immediately collected some dead branches of hay from the surrounding area, quickly raised a pile of bonfires, and then removed some food and water from the storage ring, even a pot and bowl.

In the surprising look of snow, Dewey laughed at herself: “To be honest, I haven't had this experience of being coerced twice. I was worried that there would always be outdoors in the future, so I was prepared. Don't get hungry in the wild. ”

After that, Dewey turned magical and made another seven or eight vials, and it turned out to be all sorts of ingredients. And then he rolled up his sleeves, and he took the bonfire, and he roasted the meat, and for a few moments, the scent overflowed.

The snow kept quietly watching Dewey until now, when she couldn't help sighing:

“Duke of Tulip, you are a wonderful man! ”

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