Arthas's impression of the Lich Kel'thugad was a very dedicated, and somewhat eccentric scholar. He was often dismissive of his amazing research results, even www.biquge.info Lich King Neozu, and the third commander of the Burning Legion, Kil'Gardan, and more interested in his failed experiments.

For the ...... that appeared on Parchwick Kel'thugad conducted a thorough study, and finally found that everything was normal on the stitching monster, and the only problem was that it always involuntarily put the bodies of those enemies that had been killed by it, or who still had a breath left, into its mouth.

Although Pachewick has little ability to chew, it is surprisingly able to swallow. Of course, it also has no organs such as throat, esophagus, stomach, and intestines, so a large number of corpses accumulate in its throat, which eventually causes it to be paralyzed. Kel'thugad tries to communicate with Pachwick, who is not as intelligent as a baby, but only receives a few strange voices as an answer.

After several days of research and analysis, Kel'thugad discovered that there was a word in the voice of Parchvik that appeared many times, but this word was not any of the languages that had ever appeared in the world of Azeroth, including dragons and the Elder Elves.

However, any academic problems will not make Kel'thugad hold back. He repeatedly compared this word with other known languages and found that it was actually just a strange pronunciation formed by the combination of several languages. Parchwick's body is made up of countless pieces of corpses, and these pieces of corpses come from different races.

Minotaurs, orcs, dwarves, and humans, every part of Pachvik's body speaks of their thirst for food in Minotaur, Orc, Dwarven, and Lingua franca - Kel'thugad separates each language from each other and finds that they all point to the same meaning - Patchvik, hungry!

But how to get Parchwick to eat? Kel'thugad was very worried, because the improvements made to the Death Knight made it impossible for him to separate, so Kelthugad lazily resorted to a simple method - he slit Patchwick's stomach open and connected it with a tube from his throat.

In this way, although Pachewick will still eat everything it holds in his hands during the fight, the corpses will flow down the tube in his throat and out of the wound in Parchwick's abdomen. As a result, the king of the stitching monster had one more hole in his stomach that was constantly dripping with pus and maggots than his other kind.

Arthas had just glanced at the disgusting monster that was slow and roaring "Parchvik, play with you", and decisively drove it to Naxxramas, the Lich Kel'thugad's fortress, the "City in the Sky". After the fall of the Ashes Inquisitors there, although Arthas was saddened by the loss of Kel'thugad, he was pleased that the disgusting Pachvik had also been killed.

Now, in order to meet his teacher Uther in Archmage Antonidas's camp as soon as possible, Arthas did not hesitate to resort to self-harm, recalling that nightmarish ...... in his mind Big hole. At the same time, he explains to Frostgrief what he really needs her help with.

"Xiaoshuang, you try to make the temperature here a little cooler. Arthas pointed to his still high-spirited lower body, probably in his sleep last night, the stitch monster and the ghoul had seen a lot, although the great weapon of the Pachvik was sacrificed, but Arthas's body was not yet unwell enough to let the fiery desire/desire subside - of course, there was also frost sorrow on the side, constantly pretending to be cute and seducing his master.

Listening to Arthas's orders, Frost Sorrow, although a little reluctant, honestly crouched in front of Arthas. In the blink of an eye, Frost Sorrow's two pairs of cold and soft little hands touched the key point of Alsace's Ben/Qi through his pants - hehe, finally there is a legitimate excuse to touch this root/treasure/shell in front of the master, and Xiaoshuang will not let go of this opportunity!

The little prince tried to look elsewhere, because as soon as he lowered his head, his gaze could follow the tip of Frost Sorrow's small nose and reach into the blue floral dress, which for some reason was always wide open, and landed on the two muddy/round/white/tender inverted jade/bowls.

Frost Sorrow stared intently at the master's vital point, and asked in a coquettish voice, "Master, are you sure you want to do this?" Xiaoshuang knows it, after catching a cold there, it is very bad for the body......! What if it breaks?

Frost Sorrow said as she gently imprinted a kiss on the top of the bulge - this thing of the master belongs to Xiao Shuang! Baby is too late, in case the ice breaks, it will be Xiao Shuang herself who suffers! Frost Sorrow decides that no one can hurt the master's Xiao Bao/Bei, not even Arthas himself.

Arthas's body was already trembling a little - oh my God, it was hard for him to break free from that beautiful fantasy of desire/hope, but this guy was ...... Arthas's gaze slid over Frost Sorrow's rosy lips...... Alsace told himself that as the future king of the kingdom of Lordaeron, he must have an iron will!

Eventually, at Arthas's insistent request, Frost Grief reluctantly froze Alsace's lower abdomen - not really, of course, but only lowered the local temperature, and Alsace's sturdy treasure was finally honest. The little prince wiped his forehead - the truth that Kel'thugad had told himself that "when heated it expands, when it is cold, it shrinks", and it was true, but the fellow probably could not have imagined that he would apply his theory to such a thing.

Frost Sorrow looked at the bulge that quickly collapsed in front of him with some surprise, and felt a little apprehensive in his heart - if in the future, every time the master becomes like this, he will let himself use the freezing method to make that thing smaller, then how can Xiaofrost ...... with the master But the master's order can't be disobeyed, what should I do!

Arthas patted himself a little smugly on the flat part between his legs - although there was still a large lump of things that shouldn't have been on a ten-year-old child, but good had triumphed over evil, hadn't he? The little prince leaned forward, brushed aside the hair on the forehead of Frost Sorrow, who still had a worried look on his face, kissed her lightly on her smooth forehead, pulled the collar of the little magic sword, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Xiaoshuang, don't open the collar so big in the future!" You are now my fiancée, in case someone else sees it, won't I suffer a big loss?" )