Something is wrong with Miss Witch

"But I can still dance. Let's just consider it a celebration of my first time in a giant dimension."

The witches all looked at each other in frustration.

Lou Yue smiled and used magic to create an ice throne.

She stood barefoot on it, smiling, "This is the legendary dance of Miss Valerina's family. It's a bargain for you."

After saying this, the witches became happy.

Alytia sat in the front row, looking at Miss Lou Yue sitting on the ice throne on the high platform.

Miss Lou Yue's movements were gentle, and her glances were full of affection and a little seduction.

The hem of her skirt swayed gently, and her calves looked exceptionally bright and white on the ice throne of the four spears of cold air.

Lou Yue hummed softly.

It was cheerful at first, but ended with a hint of sadness.

It's like the final destination of a stunning beauty.

Make the witch feel pity.

But when Miss Lou Yue looked back, the desires in their hearts rolled up like waves.

The blood is almost boiling.

There was an impulse in my heart, and I wanted to do this and that to Miss Lou Yue.

Some people simply took out their headphones and started listening to something.

Like a witch, every glance back has a different taste.

Every glance back arouses the desires in the witches' hearts.

Finally, Lou Yue seemed tired.

Lying on the ice throne with his legs resting on the armrests.

The bamboo-like feet and jade-like toes were swaying.

Icy water dripped from my toes.

Miss Lou Yue closed her eyes and looked like she was sleeping.

The witches couldn't help but swallow their saliva and lowered their voices, as if they were afraid of waking Miss Lou Yue: "Miss Lou Yue - are you asleep?"

They exchanged glances with each other and began to speak righteously, "I am Miss Lou Yue's good friend. I am going to take Miss Lou Yue to bed."

The other witches all spat. Who doesn’t know what you are thinking?

Alytia looked at the other witches unhappily.

I am Miss Lou Yue’s friend!

So she walked forward and prepared to wake up the little witch.

But the other witches shouted, "Trying to sneak away?"

When the witches saw this, they started fighting each other.

No magic was used, but fists and feet were used.

Especially those hunter witches are the most hardworking.

Chapter 417 Elf Velvet Cocoon

The next day, the sun was very hot.

The witches all hid in their own small buildings to sleep.

Miss Lou Yue successfully appeased many witches yesterday, preventing them from sneaking back to the witch world to slack off during the day.

Yesterday’s nap was also part of the legendary dance.

Lou Yue used it with great skill.

It’s a pity that there was no physical contact in advance, otherwise the experience bar would have been much longer.

The war between Golden Lemon City and Lutetia is over.

Several blood elves died and dozens were injured.

Countless soldiers of the enemy were killed, and even the professionals had their bodies piled up in piles.

Hundreds of corpses piled up in front of the city gate, looking extremely horrifying.

What made Lutetia happiest was that she captured two elf captives.

They were all beautiful, she grabbed the elf fingers.

The fingers are slender and long, and it is obvious that he is good at drawing the bow.

Lutetia smiled and patted the two elves' cheeks. "Now you are prisoners of war. Guess what kind of treatment prisoners of war receive?"

The two elves' faces turned pale. They couldn't imagine what kind of hell their future days would be like.

But he still forced himself to hold on, and curses were about to burst out.

But Lutetia simply pinched their lips with her fingers and said, "Don't worry, you'll have time to play with your tongue later."

The two elves' faces turned even paler.

Lutizia called two blood elves and placed restrictions on them.

The blood elves were all a little excited, and they picked a handful of blood velvet from the ground and sprinkled it on the elves' bodies.

He chanted a spell.

The blood velvet dissolved the elves' clothes and wrapped them up completely like a cocoon.

Only the head was left.

The blood elves adjusted the elves' postures, and then allowed the blood velvet to solidify, turning the two blood elves into a very artistic sculpture.

"Gu! Kill me!"

An elf yelled.

Lutetia laughed heartily: "That's it! That's it!"

She then instructed the insect lady to fill the cocoon with pink mist.

The blood-velvet grass swayed gently, brushing against the elves' skin.

The elves were in great pain.

The two elves look like snowmen made of small balls piled on top of a big ball.

And Lutizia was very vicious and hung the two blood elves high on a flagpole outside the Golden Lemon City.

The two elves' faces turned pale and they closed their eyes in extreme pain.

But she couldn't stop moaning.

Cheeks flushed.

The elves standing on the city were gritting their teeth, wishing they could leave the city right away to continue the battle.

However, the city lord, the priests, and even the dean of the academy all advised them: "Going out to seek revenge is what those demons want."

Lutetia sat on a throne made of corpses, crossed her legs, and basked in the sun with a smile on her face.

As blood elves, they are capable of fighting intensively for several days in a row without rest.

Basking in the sun, she looked around with nothing to do and pulled out a bone from the arm of a female assassin.

Use magic to clean it up, clean the pole, and drill the hole.

Took a look.

What a nice bone flute.

She put the flute to her lips and blew it softly. The sad, bloody and triumphant sound of the flute spread outside the city.

In the Golden Lemon City Hall, the elves slammed the table angrily.

She roared angrily: "Is this how we're supposed to watch?"

The president of the mercenary guild looked a little listless, his armor covered in blood and dirt.

Scratching his messy hair, he said boredly, "If you elves are captured, at least you can still live on as heirlooms. But if we die, we're really dead."

"Who do you say is the heirloom!" The elf was furious, and spells in the city hall surged wildly.

The president of the mercenary guild chuckled and ignored the elf.

The main god of the elves is known to be petty, and provoking an elf is likely to bring about the god's revenge.

But now those gods have no reaction at all, it seems that they really have no time to take care of themselves.

The city lord looked at these groups of people. Most of the power of Golden Lemon City came from these people.

Now, no one can afford to offend him.

He could only try his best to mediate and communicate with them to make them settle down.

Large areas of houses in Golden Lemon City have been demolished, especially the homes of the nobles in the upper city.

Ancient homes with long histories were demolished and vast gardens were connected and restored to fine fertile soil.

The druids commanded the common people to grow food.

Magic apprentices used magic tricks to ensure a quick harvest of grain.

The nobles didn't have any thoughts in their hearts.

As long as you can get through this, it will be easy to claim compensation from the city lord or the priest.

If you can't get through it, then you will have nothing.

Any noble would be terrified if they had seen the scenery outside the city.

Marriages, quick marriages took place in the city.

Every day, there were almost four or five noble families who married off their daughters of marriageable age or found wives for their sons.

Frequent exchanges of interests brought the nobles together.

Especially the geniuses among the civilians, they would pull them into their camp without hesitation.

Use various precious potions to ripen it and turn it into a professional of level 10 or 20.

This will enhance the sense of security.

The people in Golden Lemon City were in a panic. Various blacksmith shops were built and they were working day and night to make equipment.

Various iron tools from residents' homes were also collected and made into arrowheads and weapons.

The witches didn't care about this and just slept soundly.

The same is true for Miss Lou Yue.

She is even lazier than other witches.

By the time the moon had risen, the other witches were already getting ready for work.

Miss Lou Yue got up reluctantly at the call of Alytia. After a quick wash, she put on a white dress and summoned her armor to wrap her whole body.

It looks majestic and has a unique charm.

Alytia's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but reach out and pinch Lou Yue's cheek.

"Gu." Lou Yue stared at Alytia dissatisfiedly: "Stop pinching, stop pinching!"

But Alytia continued to knead it, as if kneading a piece of dough.

Lou Yue rolled her eyes and ignored the bad woman.

She walked out of her small building and found that the witches had already assembled.

They were all in high spirits, and some witches even brought a lot of snacks, looking like they were on a picnic.

Lou Yue also happily took out her snack bag, took out the dragon scales from it and started eating them with a crunch.

The scales of the green dragon are slightly corrosive and delicious.