Law of the Devil

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Chapter 407 [The Night of Obscurity]

“Whoops! Whoo-hoo! ”

Jojo felt his breath getting stronger and stronger.

Although Jojo is a level 8 samurai, after all, she has just suffered serious injuries, and although there is such a baby as the Fountain of Youth to recover her injuries, her physical vitality is not so easy to recover.

At this moment, the sky is completely darkened, and in this mountainous forest, the feet are even darker and lighter. The deeper the mountain road, the harder it becomes to walk. Jojo has already felt his strength to the limit.

And Dewey, although not a true samurai, after more than two years of basic mastery of star fighting and the great snowy mountain technique taught by the White River, his body mass is far better than ordinary people, both physical and lasting.

Walking down the hill seems easier than Jojo's.

It has been an hour since the two entered the mountain.

And while both were magicians, Dewey insisted on not allowing Jojo to use magic to fly or speed things up.

“Don't forget, I still have the mark of elf magic in me! The snow must have ‘surprised’ to discover a whole eight magic marks by now! But, you know, there are seven other marks besides my own, ordinary birds and animals! And even though we were confused by the snow, he also had the stunt of sensing the fluctuations of magical elements in the distant air! If we use magic to make our way, then it's the same direction we give the snow! After all, although birds and beasts carry magical crystals of elf magic, birds and beasts don't do magical rushes! Once we make the magic run, the snow falls and senses the fluctuations of magic elements! Then you've done all you can! ”

Looking at JoJo Jo seemed unable to hold on, Dewey reached out and held Jo Jo's back, inserting him under her armpit and halfway forward with her.

Since then, half of Jojo's weight has fallen on Dewey.

Jojo couldn't help but feel soft and looked at Dewey with a little starlight coming through the thick leaf crevice above his head, only to see Dewey's face with a cold, firm look in his eyes. Though his breath was also intense, his eyes did not shake at all!

Gradually, Joe Joe had to trance in his heart. This wolf walking teenager next to him, the contour of his face, faintly coincided with that of the teenager who had given himself wild fruit and food on that deserted island overseas, but deliberately hid beside him to sneak grass roots. The two faces gradually coincided in Joe's eyes...

“Ah!”

One didn't stay, Jojo screamed and immediately fell into Dewey's arms. Dewey frowned and looked down and saw that Jojo's boots had been worn out and his ankle had been cut out by a sharp, serrated plant in the grass.

Dewey took a deep breath and sat Jojo down and took a closer look at her feet before laughing: “It's okay, it's a 'Freeman serrated shrub'. Although it's harder, this stuff isn't poisonous. And it's still good stuff. ”

He turned back and cut off the serrated shrub that had just cut Jojo's foot with a dagger, carefully cutting off the hard serrations on the surface, revealing the soft areas inside, and handed it to Jojo: “Take a bite, then chew for a moment, this plant is divine. And… when food is scarce, it can also be used as food for hunger. ”

Looking at Jojo's bloody ankle, Dewey sighed, removing her clean clothes from the storage ring, tearing down the cloth strips and bandaging her: “Unfortunately, this little wound should not waste the precious fountain of youth. We can't do light healing right now, so just be patient. ”

Dewey said, looking up at JoJo Jo, but found that Jo Jo's face was unusual, staring at herself directly. Although in the dark, her bright eyes were unusually genuine...

“Oh... ah, I know.” Jojo came back to God and seemed a little panicked.

Dewey just held Jojo's foot and felt Dewey's fingers gently touching his ankle. Jojo felt his heart, almost jumping out of the cavity!

Luckily, it's so dark around now, I don't think Dewey saw his face clearly...

Jojo, with a teenage attitude, seems to forget that he and Dewey are magicians. Magicians are far more sensitive than ordinary people because of their strong mental abilities.

So, despite the darkness of the environment, Jojo's facial expressions had just changed, and Dewey had actually seen them clearly.

(Alas...), Dewey sighed in the heart, but still pretended to be nothing.

At one time, they thought of each other, but both fell into silence.

After a moment, Jojo's heart beat gradually calmed down and he couldn't help but whisper: “How far are we…? ”

“Well, almost.” Dewey thought about it: “I'm looking for a ‘right’ place… there's got to be something in this forest I'm looking for. ”

After that, Dewey suddenly turned around and squatted down in front of Jojo.

“Well, you, what are you doing? ”

“Carry you.” Dewey replied briefly.

Jojo felt that the temperature on his face had just dropped, and at this moment he started burning again: "Me, I don't want it! I can walk with my own legs, why do you have to carry them? ”

Where does Dewey care so much, she simply forced Jojo to carry her back? Jojo whispered, not knowing what his attitude was, and struggled symbolically, leaving Dewey to lay on his back and move on.

After walking for a while, I heard Dewey's breathing grew heavier and Jojo couldn't help but mourn. Although his face was still dead, his breath revealed itself: “Hey, are you okay?! If you can't... then put me down. ”

Dewey gasped and laughed. In the dark, his tone was full of firmness: “Jojo, didn't I tell you? Men can never say no! ”

Finally, the two walked for a good while, through a forest, and suddenly the front was wide open.

Between these forests, there is actually a flat area less than half a mile square, surrounded by an open area surrounded by woods, the ground, full of thick leaves, hidden, and a rotten smell of nostrils.

As soon as Dewey took a step forward, she felt her feet softened and hurried back. She looked at the mud at the bottom of her feet and laughed: "Fortunately, it turned out to be a swamp! ”

It turned out that the surface in front of this seemed flat and laid a thick layer of thick and withered leaf branches, actually under the thick covered leaves, it was simply soft mud, a deep, bottomless swamp! If you don't know, just step on it and get stuck.

Dewey finally let Jojo go. It was just a short meal, but for Dewey, the limit was reached.

Especially Jojovo was behind him, a woman who used to wear armor, but after being injured, armor had long been removed. I just lay on Dewey's back, and I put my body on Dewey's back.

When walking, ups and downs, Dewey obviously felt two soft groups of things from Jojo's body on his back. That feeling was just a complication of happiness and torture...

Jojo naturally felt bad, she had tried to support her arm all the way, but after gradually running out of strength, she couldn't help but stick herself on Dewey's back. She was a girl, and although she was a bit of a champion, she knew how shy she was like a normal girl. Knowing clearly that this is a very inappropriate position, he does not dare to speak first at this moment.

All the way down, the two stick together “tightly”. When Jojo was put down by Dewey, his body turned soft into a beach, he gasped on the trunk, his eyes stared at Dewey, his eyes almost dripped out of the water, his lips bit, his beautiful face rose red, his eyes filled with grudges.

Both were pregnant and Dewey was silent for a moment and was about to speak.

Suddenly, a clear indifferent voice was heard from afar!

“Dewey! How long do you think you can hide? Humph... you will be cunning then, think I can't really catch you this time!! ”

It's like it's coming from all sides! Then there is strong confidence in indifference, not snow falling who?!

Jojo's face changed and he was about to open his mouth to shout, but Dewey had already hugged her and covered her mouth with force, whispering: "Take it easy! He didn't find us. It's a magical trigger. It covers a lot of areas! Huh, you're scaring us! ”

Sure enough, calm down Jojo, identify him carefully. Although the sound fluttered, she finally found it coming from the far east, roaring, suddenly small, but the sound waves swept away towards the west...

“Humph, he couldn't find us, he came up with this grasshopper, trying to scare us into panic and run out first!” Dewey grinned.

But in his heart is also hidden!

This is a magical act that drives sound and spreads out over a large area, and listening to it comes from far east, all the way west, and I don't know where it's going to end!

This snow falling magic is amazing!

And Jojo said, “Dewey, where are we going down there? Let's get out of here. Here... it stinks! ”

Indeed, the swamp in front of it, because it's covered with thick dead trees all year round, and the corrosive smell below comes up for a while, along with the smelly mud, and the smell is really vomiting.

But then Dewey settled down, and he touched it from his arms for a while, as if he'd found something and pinched it in his hand.

He smiled and looked at Jojo: “Are you afraid of smells? So next, I'm afraid you're going to have to struggle a bit... come on, be good, listen to me, pinch your nose, just breathe with your mouth...”

He actually pulled out a small clip and clamped Jojo's nose without resisting. Looking at Jojo with a little clip on her nose, Dewey dared not laugh, afraid to piss off the old lady and hold her hand.

In the dark, Dewey noticeably felt Jojo's soft little hand seemed to dodge, then hesitated for a moment, but proactively stuck it in his hand. That soft little hand, seemingly full of sweat, was slightly trembling.

“Don't be afraid, with me, I'm sure the snow must have fallen this time! It's just a little stinky for a while, so you have to be patient. ”

After that, I pulled Jojo and walked one step forward.

“We, where are we going?” Jojo was surprised.

Dewey looked weird, pointing to the swamp in front, and smiled. “Of course it's here... go down there! ”

Joe Joe's face changed and stared at the stinking swamp in front of him, shivering: “Down... below?! ”

Girls naturally prefer clean sex and immediately create a resistance in Jojo's heart.

But the man holding his little hand was Jojo's irresistible Dewey at the moment. After being held by Duvalla, Jojo's people seemed soft, seemed to be held by this damned teenager. Even if he walked to the corner of the sky, the blade and the flames of the mountain, as long as the other party held his hand forward, he could no longer produce a hint of resistance...

Finally, the two of them stepped into a soft swamp, their feet soft, as if countless nasty and slippery mud had flowed into their boots. Jojo just felt his heart tremble, unable to help himself, his body twisted, and he shouted, softly fell into Dewey's arms...

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