Law of the Devil

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(Chapter Six to!

Chapter 413 [Tired to death, you fucking shemale]

When Duvi and Jojo came out of the swamp, they didn't have to worry about being caught in the snow and discovered the magic fluctuations. They did the magic and naturally didn't have to be soaked in mud anymore.

It just looks like it's still there. As soon as Jojo came out, he sat down and gasped, while Dewey, holding on to his knees, gasped for a few breaths, then stood upright on his waistplate and watched the snow fall face to face.

Snow falls on a large tree not far from the swamp, stepping on a fine branch of a fork tree, in the night, standing still as if it were a ghost.

Looking at the two of them coming out, the snow fell with a smile on his face: “Three invitations, four invitations, two finally come out. How are you, next day, comfortable? ”

Though he lost again, Dewey did not show a little frustration in front of the snow. Instead, he laughed. In that way, his honesty was strong, as if he were a victorious returning general: “Thank you Elf King for your concern. The two of us had a good time down there. I don't know how happy I would have been if you hadn't bothered me! ”

Snow frowned and stared at Dewey for a few glances, and determined that the smile on Dewey's face wasn't hard and hard to smile. Snow couldn't help but be somewhat surprised: “You bastard, but it's brought me more and more surprises! Dewey... why do you still look so confident? ”

"Why should I be depressed? Mr. Snow, this is the second time you've caught us. I still have a chance! I, the man, will not give up until this is over. ”

Snowed, then laughed: “Not bad... Dewey, I really admire you more and more. Hiding here, this way. How did you come up with that? In fact, this ploy, almost so close, has cheated on me. I've been here once before, and you should know that. ”

Dewey sighed and sat down on the floor with very little care: "So what? Almost cheated on you, not really cheated on you. ”

After that, Dewey closed the joke and looked seriously at the snow falling: "Okay, Mr. Elf King, can you point out how you really saw through my plan? ”

Snowfall laughed, “You're a bit weird, you always refuse to lose. There's no such thing as you, every time you lose, you want me to tell you the trick. ”

Dewey played a haha: “You are the King of Elves, the Holy Strong One, and a man of great stature! If I did, why didn't you say so? ”

Snowflake sighed helplessly, stared at Dewey, and seemed to have some genuine inability to take Dewey: “Okay! In fact, it's complicated and uncomplicated. I tracked it all the way down, and suddenly I realized that there were eight magic mark sensing sources, and I knew immediately that you had cracked my magic mark. That surprises me a little, Dewey. But then I went all the way down to find the geese and wolves and rabbits that you let out, and I suspected that you'd probably get rid of the magic mark. I'm afraid the eight magic marks were all obscured, and you'd run away quietly yourself. So, the last time I went through this swamp, I didn't really think you'd be down there, and I thought maybe you were doing it again. ”

Dewey nodded: “That's right, you're right. But then what? How did you know? ”

“I actually flew out of the mountains before, heading south. But halfway, I suddenly remembered a detail that I accidentally overlooked earlier: when I first caught up with you, I discovered the sensations of eight magic marks, and the other seven sources of magic sensations, the beasts you made, moved very fast, but only you, moved very slowly! When I thought of this detail, I suddenly woke up, because you were afraid that flying with magic would cause me to notice, so I could only walk in the mountains, naturally very slowly! Though this is just my guess, it's enough to get my attention. Besides, I know you are very cunning, although you make me think that eight senses are a handicap, it may be that you deliberately induced me to think so, and one of the eight is actually you! And with that in mind, I just got back here... and I searched very carefully, and it turns out that it's good that you and this beautiful young sorceress are under this swamp. ”

Dewey thought carefully and finally sighed: "Well, that's a loophole, and I ignored it. After all, the other seven magic imprints were tricked by flying beasts. The geese and animals, they move extremely fast, and I walk very slowly, and naturally break out! ”

After all this, Dewey suddenly smiled again: "Thank you for reminding me, Lord Snow! But next time, I will never make that mistake again! ”

The snow didn't bother me, and I laughed: "Since I have solved your doubts, Lord Tulip, can you solve my doubts? ”

“Oh? What? ”

“The magic mark I left behind.” Elf King frowned: “Before that, I was sure your strength was definitely not enough to remove this magic mark, but how did you do it? Now that I have answered all your questions, can you tell me the answer to my question? ”

Duvihaha laughed and answered the question very directly:

“No!”

The snow stunned.

"You are the Holy Strong One, and I am the weak one," said Dewey. Dependent on the chips far less than you, just a little secret, if you know, how can I mix! ”

“But…” Snow falls still to speak.

Dewey had been the first to say, "Nothing but that. When I asked you a question earlier, you answered voluntarily, and I didn't ask you at all, let alone agree to any exchange terms! ”

Dewey said that snowfall was just a smile, nothing compared to Dewey's plan.

Dewey, though, flashed an exciting glance in her eyes as she drowned her head to pretend she was inadvertently slutty!

Snow! Snow! Snow! You still fucked me!

You still think I've “totally" broken your magic mark! But you don't know, I didn't mean to confuse myself with eight magic marks, I had to! Because I can't get rid of that thing! It's merged with me!

However, since you have this misunderstanding, it is certainly impossible for me to explain it to you.

Next, we're going to make the most of it!

Because of the “scolding” incident before, the snow fell on Dewey, although it was quite pleasant, but to Jojo, there was really nothing left to say.

After waiting quietly for Duwei and Jojo to clean up their faces, even the snow fell generously saying that they could find mountain springs nearby to wash their bodies. After all, they were dressed in dirt, which really didn't fit everyone's identity. At the same time, Snowfall promised that the time for two people to wash up was not counted as a “day” after their own delayed pursuit.

I have to admit, this commitment to snow falling is huge, but for many more reasons, probably because of the genie's innate cleansing habits, he couldn't tolerate the smelly smelly appearance of Dewey and Jojo - even his own prey, so smelly, that it was a bit daunting to hunt him down.

When Duvi and Jojo have found the mountain springs nearby, the third round of hunting will begin, as promised!

This time, before goodbye, it snowed with ridiculous laughter: "Duke Tulip, next time you choose a hiding place, don't be picking one like this! The same plan, for me to make it a second time, will not work. ”

Dewey waved her hand and grinned at the snowflake: “I almost forgot to tell you. Mr. Snow... Thank you! ”

Snowfall opened his mouth: “Thank you, thank you? ”

“Nice, thank you.” Dewey smiled a little mysteriously, then waved, pulled Jojo, turned around and said goodbye, softly: "Thank you, Mr. Snowfall, for singing me that Soul Song, you are such a good man! ”

Am I a good guy?

Snow fell and stunned on the spot, not knowing what Dewey meant - the proud Elf King did not know that Dewey already possessed the properties of elf magic! And what he didn't even know was that he sang the elf clan's deep magic, "The Soul Song," and Dewey only listened to it once and learned it!

Though Dewey has yet to learn the pronunciation of Elven Language, it is, after all, Dewey's first Elven Magic!

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Unlike the last time the two fled in a hurry.

After leaving the snow this time, Dewey took Jojo on the road, he had a deep and unpredictable smile on his face, which seemed relaxed and not at all ready to be hunted down by a holy class strong man.

“You... you're not foolish because you're overwhelmed and disappointed, are you?” Jojo frowned and looked at Dewey.

After leaving the snow, the two men made full use of it and soon flew 300 miles away. After Jojo's wounds had largely recovered, the flight speed of the two was also much faster.

At dawn, Dewey had calculated the distance to be well over 300 miles. Then he pulled Jojo over again.

Just above the wilderness, Dewey silently removed dozens of fist-sized magic crystals from the storage ring, and took about an hour to consume a lot of magic, filling them all with his "elf magic."

Look at the dozens of purple crystals in front of you - Dewey smiles dangerously, then looks at Jojo: "Help me smash them all! ”

Jojo didn't know what Dewey intended, but he did what he wanted.

There are plenty of purple fragments on the ground, big and small, dense and numb, I fear there are hundreds and thousands of them!!

Dewey's face condensed a few points, then whistled, doing his best, and performed Druid's natural spell...

A moment later, deep in the mountain forest next to it, a loud noise was heard, and the sound was like a wave at sea, one wave after another!

Later, we heard the noise of the branches, and countless sharp thrills...

“Buzzing” and saw the sky, the clouds hidden from the sky suddenly pressed over, a huge piece, almost covering the sky!!

When this “cloud” was close, Jojo opened his mouth and was surprised to find that it was not a cloud at all, but a large, dense and numb crowd, and did not know how many crows came from the mountain forest!

At one time, only the crows boiled in the sky, under the natural manipulation spell of Druid of Dewey, flying in full circle, not at first sight! Just a rough look, at least a thousand more!!

Though the magic was good, Dewey manipulated such a large crow, it also appeared to be hard, breathing slightly, and then under his powerful mental control, this crow swarmed by the sky, the rules were circling in the sky, then, one by one rotating dived down, and in front of Dewey, he opened his mouth to a small piece of purple crystal shard on the ground, his neck stretched, swallowed it, and he rang two more times, winged and flew into the sky...

The whole process lasted for more than another hour, nearly a thousand crows, eating almost all of that dense, numb piece of purple crystal on the ground before Dewey wiped the sweat off his forehead.

His hands pinched a strange posture, singing a strange spell in his mouth.

The cold crow, with this spell of Dewey, suddenly flew up, surrounded by a few laps of dancing over Dewey and Jojo's head, with countless ringing sounds, finally humming, towards all directions, scattered dancing, for a moment only, this thousand crows, has turned into countless black dots on the sky, dispersed in all different directions...

Jojo opened her mouth wide and she had guessed Dewey's intentions.

But it's not over yet!

Dewey took out that golden "Horn of Life” again and blew it in his mouth. The call of the Horn of Life awakened dozens of trees of different sizes from their sleep in a mountainous forest beside them.

Those big trees shook their huge bodies, seemingly clumsily pulling out their huge rootstocks and walking slowly to Dewey's side.

Dewey very patiently picked up the last dozen purple crystals on the ground and carefully set them on top of every tree crown. Then, using the Horn of Life's manipulation of these tree people, he commanded these tree people and left in more than a dozen different directions...

Instead, one of the remaining tree men stood still, waiting quietly for Dewey's orders.

Look at these huge things, slowly and clumsily moving away. Joe Joe finally took a deep breath: “Now the dead shemale is busy...”

Dewey hummed and laughed, he had just done this, even though he had always been proud of his spiritual strength, and could not bear to summon natural creatures on such a large scale, just barely stood up, his feet were chaotic, and he almost fell.

Jojo hurried up and grabbed Dewey and looked at Dewey with sweat and stretched out his sleeve to wipe him off, whispering, “What are we going to do now? Find somewhere else to hide? ”

Dewey shook his head: “This act can only fool the dead shemale for a moment, sooner or later he will see through it. Jojo, I'm a little tired right now... you, you hold me, we sit on this tree man... and then we head west, if I remember correctly, we should be able to find a place where people smoke for half a day, then we'll just have to get two more horses and go northwest. ”

“Northwest?” Jojo has some doubts.

Dewey seemed very determined, took a deep breath and took an unusually solemn tone: “Nice, Northwest! ”

He raised his face and looked up at the northwest sky and sank: "If there is one more person on this continent who can confront that damned dead shemale, then I want to think about it, just think of one! It's the old monster who's been sitting on Snow Mountain for years! ”

“You said...” Jojo's eyes shined and he frowned: “But you and him are not friends of the enemy, will he help us? ”

Dewey sighed and smiled bitterly: "I have something in my hand that he really wants. He owed me a debt of gratitude before he was ashamed to steal this thing from me... unfortunately, now that this is the case, I don't have a choice. It's just that I just took over a golden dragon. Such a good pet should be given to him for nothing...”

Looking at the northwest dome, Dewey's mind, the invisible appeared, that lonely snowy, sitting on a snowy mountain for years, lonely as if it had penetrated the bone - absolutely! Jon! Man!

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Jojo held Dewey, the two of them sat together on the rest of the tree man, under Dewey's control, the tree man took a big step, under heavy footsteps, one step at a time, heading northwest...

Dead shemale, don't you know magic imprint sensation? Don't you know how to move long distances?

Last time I got eight blind spots, now I got over a thousand! Take your time to find them one at a time!

Even if you move instantly, you're tired and tired, you dead shemale! Tired of you!

(Chapter Six! 23,000 words! I'm not tired of snow, I'm really tired of dancing.

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