Chapter 380

Teresa was stunned when she heard this, and Lott explained quickly, "a guy I know is very nice."

"What are they doing?"

"They... Don't know."

Lott thought for a long time, wondering why he was defending Jill?

Teresa looked at him suspiciously.

But Lott obviously didn't want to entangle in this topic, so he picked up little Lori and stood up and said, "go down for a walk. Let's see what surprises our lovely observers will bring. "

Old Laurie listened and turned to look ahead.

The mountain is not steep. The whole mountain slopes gently downward.

With the extension of the front, the whole mountain also increases. That is to say, if you want to walk to the bottom of the mountain completely, you can't walk for an hour.

What can we do?

The three of them turned their heads and looked at the huskies pulling the sledge not far away

........

On the sled, Lott holds Lori, Emily on the left, Liz on the right, and Teresa flies in the air with a broom.

Fiona and Iser, who are pulling the sled hard in front, are running with their tongues sticking out

A little bit of abuse of beautiful girls?

A few people ran along the mountain road to the side slightly downward.

Not for a while

The weather over gradually turned overcast, and there was a faint sign of snow.

As they go deeper, there are more and more snowflakes.

It's snowing.

no

"As I remember, I told the ski resort that it was better not to snow."

The only place to ask for snow is

Lott turned his head and looked aside.

A lot of vegetation began to appear in the surrounding landscape.

Snow mountain cottage seems to be in this area.

"There's a house there!"

With Teresa on her broom, she yelled.

A few people looked up, and a wooden hut covered with snow was sitting there. It was dark and shining, and it looked like someone was in it.

Lott covered his forehead.

The love hotel was found.

"It's snowing. Let's go in and take shelter."

At Teresa's command, the sled stopped - Fiona was ok, after all, a real husky.

But Ethel is different. Although he is a half elf, a minstrel and a half hunter, it's the first time that he has exercised so hard.

So he lay on the ground in front of Lott's eyes, gasping like asthma, and then kept stuffing the snow into his mouth.

It's going to spoil your stomach

While Lott was thinking this, Ethel was half filling his mouth with snow, and suddenly stopped, then covered his stomach and arched into a ball on the snow.

"Wu..." the half elf girl began to murmur bitterly.

This guy

"What happened to Ethel?" A few of them gathered together and asked anxiously.

"I have a bad stomach."

Replied Lott with a glance.

"So." On hearing this, Emily took out her short staff and performed a recovery operation on the half elf girl. In a moment, she covered her stomach and arched Iser on the ground.

She put the snow in her mouth again

And then they howled again

"Open the door and get the fool in!"

Lott is a little speechless. Isn't the intelligence quotient of half elves extremely excellent?

As soon as Teresa heard this, she immediately floated close to the snow mountain cottage, stretched out her short stick and pointed it at the door handle. With a click, the door of the house that died of drought opened.

Then several people stormed into the cabin

Suddenly, the warm environment makes them feel comfortable.

But then the scene began to make Lott nervous.

In the dim light of the stove, Jill leaned out of the sofa and looked at the door. The sofa blocked him below his chest, but Lott could feel it. There was a man hiding there.“........”

When they saw this, they were stunned and did not speak.

The scene once fell into silence, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

"There are people here..."

Emily whispered.

Lott glanced at her and saw that the little witch and the little phantom were not sure what was going on.

Fiona's taking care of Ethel, so there's no ATC in front.

Laurie in her arms didn't know what the scene was.

And the only one who understands

Teresa's face turned red as she looked ahead, her throat gurgling and swallowing.

"Excuse me, can we have a rest here?"

Emily asked politely as she walked forward.

"Don't go there!"

With Lott's cry, everyone looked at him.

"Come on, you all look at me. Come on."

In order to solve the awkward atmosphere, Lott comes to the door and turns all the girls' eyes to him. At the same time, he gives Jill a look with their back to indicate that he should quickly roll to the inner room.

The boy knew what Lott meant. When the girls turned to look at the door, they immediately took their mistresses and ran towards it in a hurry.

"What's the matter?" Asked the girls.

After confirming that Jill had left, Lott was relieved: "this is someone else's house. Don't move. Let's go after a rest."

"Oh ~ ~"

So a few people closed the door, lifted Ethel to the sofa, and gave her a recovery operation, which made her eyebrows stretch out, like after an orgasm.

"Brother, there will be a terrible man coming later."

Just as they were sitting on the sofa and baking the stove, little rabbit sitting on Lott suddenly looked up and said.

Lott was stunned, and the others looked strangely.

Scary people?

"What does it look like? How terrible is it? " Lott asked her cheek as she took off Betty's helmet.

And the little rabbit shook his head and didn't make a sound.

"Vickers."

Vickers: "yes, my Lord."

Soon, the goblin again came the news: "there is a human approaching. Now we send someone to stop it. It should be the lost one."

Lott listened, put on his helmet, and then said, "pass on the image."

Just a lost person?

After a while, in Lott's visual image.

A hunched, ragged and bearded man appeared in front of the camera. Looking at this guy's fierce look, no wonder little Lori was afraid.

"... where did this guy come from?"

Different from Lori's point of view, Lott found that this guy's clothes did not belong to the dungeon, nor did they belong to the fur of primitive people on the top of the mountain.

Is he from outside?

Vickers: "just a moment, please."

Soon, another visual window appeared in front of Lott's eyes, which was the image of the strong man's rapid retrogression. The system showed Lott all the pictures when he came, hoping to help the Lord.

"Well..."

When Lott saw that this guy had been in the dungeon since last night before the curfew and was walking straight out of the main city, he fell into a deep meditation.

At this time, Vickers suddenly said, "my Lord, the family members of the diplomat have sent a message. The situation looks a bit bad."