Naughty Loli in Doll

"Okay... so amazing!!" Freya exclaimed as she watched the destroyed wall, trotted over to Mir's side, and tried to rub her head and face while she was amazed.

Then a piece of paper floated to her face.

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"Wow!" Freya was taken aback by the sudden occurrence, and hurriedly took off the things on her face.

Miller turned his head and looked at her suspiciously.

Freya took the piece of paper away and took a closer look, only to find that this thing seemed to be torn from a diary, and there were records written in the common language of Dragon Language on it.

Following her usual habit of reading aloud, Freya read aloud:

"He abandoned me, why? Just because he thinks the child is not his? I hate it! Kill him! Kill him! Then commit suicide!"

The following words were heavy strokes. After reading it, Freya hurriedly threw away the paper in fear, and ran to hug the child who was younger than herself in fear and shivered.

"Let's go!" Freya said in a trembling voice, not even daring to turn her head.

Mir pushed her: "Shame! Coward."

Freya blushed a little from the little girl's ridicule, and bravely stood up: "I'm not afraid... I'm just afraid that you are afraid of Mir, so I hugged you, that's right! I'm the big sister, and I will protect you!"

As she said that, she actually took Mir's little hand and walked ahead, although her two calves were still a little weak.

"Hehehe..." The ethereal laughter came from behind, and Freya was so frightened that she took advantage of her strength as a dragon to hug Mir and ran away.

She didn't ask Mir such silly questions as "what are you laughing at?" This is not the laughter of this little guy with a milky voice, okay!

She ran across a corner of the corridor with the little guy in her arms, during which she didn't even dare to look up at the murals in the corridor.

Suddenly, she saw a person sitting at the door of a room, which was the only place nearby that was lit by candles.

Freya didn't dare to get close to this person, but she also didn't dare to turn her head back, so she had to put down the little guy in her arms and wait and see.

Mir, who was put down, was a little puzzled. Why did she stop when she felt a little excitement when she was carried and ran?

"What's wrong?" The little thing tilted his head in doubt.

"Hush!" Freya cut her off with a louder voice than her own.

Then the timid little girl hurriedly put her back against the wall and hugged little Mir.

In such an environment, the timid girl always suspects that there is something behind her, so it is safer to lean her back against the wall.

At this time, she didn't dare to turn her head to see if there was anything in the place she just came to. On the one hand, she didn't dare to, and on the other hand, she couldn't see anything because it was so dark.

So she can only observe the figure that is sure to exist, but what it is is unknown.

Taking a closer look, this is not a black shadow, but a man with dark skin. Because he is also dressed in black, it is easy to be regarded as the black shadow king.

This person's skin color is not like that of black people in this world, but really black.

Freya's body trembled, because she suddenly found that the man sitting on the ground with his back against the wall was nowhere to be seen, and he raised his head and began to laugh, but the smile was so sad.

"It's scary, it's scary..." Freya unconsciously sat on the ground and trembled.

Mir broke away from Freya's embrace impatiently, and now Freya was not in the mood to pay attention to this, she could only comfort herself that the person was too dark, so the candlelight did not see him, so there was no shadow of him.

Just in such a daze, Freya realized that the little guy next to her had disappeared, and turned her head again, and found that the little guy ran in front of the black person.

Freya was so frightened that she ran over and hugged Mir away and took a few steps back.

The black man saw Freya's movements and smiled: "Little girl, are you afraid of me?"

Before Freya could reply, he smiled wryly and said, "That's right, after all, I'm dead now..."

"Eh? Dead dead??" Freya stuttered in fright.

I was just afraid at first, but now I am directly stoned and hammered. The person opposite is the ghost in the textbook!

Freya shivered.

"Yeah, it's ridiculous to die." Tears flowed from the eyes of the black man.

Freya suddenly wasn't too scared, at least the other person didn't look scary, and she was also the type to communicate with.

"Mr. Ghost, why are you crying?"

Mir also tilted his head: "Did you smoke to death by chopping onions?"

The black man shook his head: "I'm crying because I'm so touched, my wife gave birth to me to the white fat boy before I died."

Mir and Freya looked at the man's dark skin and fell silent.

It can be seen from the pointed ears of the other party that he belongs to the extremely rare black elf race, which is very resistant to "pollution".

Afterwards, the man showed his sharp white fangs: "So even if that woman dies, I will make her pay the price!"

His limbs were all severed suddenly, red blood spurted out, his limbs were floating in the air, and the two severed hands held a knife respectively.

Freya hugged Mir and wanted to run away immediately, but Mir resisted twice. She liked to watch this kind of bloody drama that happened in reality.

The black man with his limbs floating in the air did not do anything to Mir and the others, but turned to the back of the passage.

At the same time, all the candles in the corridor lit up, and a mature-looking black woman floated from there.

"I'll kill you!" The man roared and rushed over.

Unexpectedly, another white-skinned elf man rushed over at this time and blocked the woman with a failed empty-handed catch.

The white-skinned elf was still very calm after being slashed on the forehead, although blood flowed from his forehead...

"Aqiang, don't misunderstand me anymore, the child born by Xiao Hua is really your own!"

As the audience, the two little ones looked at the black-skinned Aqiang and Xiaohua respectively, and then looked at the white-skinned elf...

"Shut up!" Ah Qiang looked very angry, "Then why did she kill me? Does the child's white skin think I'm blind??"

The little flower's eyeballs rolled around: "The child's white skin is the paint I painted after birth!"

As she spoke, she pulled out a white and tender baby, put it behind her in a panic, took out a black brush and began to paint on it.

Then she put the crying baby in front of her: "Look, he's obviously black!"

Ah Qiang was silent for a while: "That little baby didn't die at all..."

The white elf stood up and looked at Aqiang righteously: "Don't be obsessed with Aqiang, what you lost is only limbs and life, but what Xiaohua lost was love!"

Mir and Freya on the side perfectly acted as the melon-eating crowd.

At this moment, the sound of iron objects rubbing against the ground suddenly sounded at the corner of the corridor where Freya and Mir came, and at the same time, the faces of the three ghosts in front of them became black and white.

"Guardian..." Ah Qiang muttered, then looked at each other with Xiaohua and the white-skinned elf before disappearing.

There is only the sound of slowly approaching in the distance.

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"Mi...Mir, let's run!" the nervous Freya whispered.

The voice from the corner was getting louder and louder. The fear of approaching layers made the timid little girl jump up in her heart, and she didn't care about Sanqi 21, she just picked up the little guy and ran away.

Mir didn't quite understand this situation, wouldn't it be good to just face it directly now?

She looked at the corner behind, where light had been lit up at some point, and a dark shadow was stretched to the wall, which looked very scary.

This is not the key point. As the sound continued to approach, Freya and Mir found that their magic power was blocked and completely useless!

This phenomenon really made Mier a little scared, and it was too troublesome to have the magic power blocked.

The little guy put his arms around Freya's neck directly, and clamped her waist with his two legs (where did the kid get her waist?).

This action immediately made Freya forget her fear, and hugged the little thing in her arms tightly and patted her head.

Fortunately, something approaching behind them didn't follow all the time. As they moved away, the magic power of the two also recovered.

After running all the way to a stairway, Freya put Little Mir down.

"It's scary, what was that thing just now?" She patted her flat chest in fear.

Mir shook his head and shook his slender legs: "Let's go downstairs."

"It's much easier to find the stairs, and then you should be able to leave smoothly, right?"

Hearing these words, Mir turned his head and looked at Freya with terrified eyes.

What's the matter with this girl?Why set up a flag specifically?

Freya stood up, walked over to hold Mir's little hand and began to go downstairs.

"Slow down, don't fall down."

However, just in the middle of the descent, they returned to the original point.

This joke, which was as bad as a ghost hitting a wall, once again frightened the timid little girl Freya, especially when she saw a pair of bright red eyes suddenly looking towards her from the bottom of the stairs.

And Mir was even more surprised, she didn't realize when she came back here, could it be that...

Has Master Mir, who masters time, been stopped by time? ? ?

This idea made Mir feel a little apprehensive, after all, time-stop is the exclusive skill of Mir-sama!How could the other supporting roles stop Lord Mir from time to time? ?

The angry Mir was about to use the time striker to do something bad to the guy below, but at this moment, the sound of metal rubbing against the ground sounded again behind him.

From Freya's perspective, the voice appeared directly behind them.

But the first thing Mir felt was that time had been tampered with, and she felt she could undo the situation, but she also felt she couldn't.

The general understanding is that the personality is enough, but the strength is lacking.

Mir immediately turned her head, and Freya also turned her head stiffly, and saw a person in white with his face blocked by a hood standing behind them.

This person held a machete in his hand and pointed it to the ground. The shape of this knife was very strange, as if half of the scissors had been removed.

The man in white raised the knife in his hand to the two of them, and then the eyes of the two little guys went dark.

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Mir subconsciously thumped his calves twice and woke up from the sofa.