Arthas got dressed, checked for anything that had been left untidied, and then sat back on the soft couch of the carriage, still looking at Frost's sorrow with anger. The little magic sword www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion seemed to know that the master was angry, took Alsace's hand, put it on his bulging chest, and said softly: "Master, don't be angry anymore, it's Xiaoshuang's mistake, but you're also at fault, master!"

Arthas thought for a moment - yes, well, there was something wrong with him...... No, no, no, you must not admit this, otherwise this girl will do any outrageous things in the future, and it will be pushed on herself, so it will be repaid? Alsace flatly denied it: "Xiaoshuang, what nonsense? You forced me, how could it be my fault?"

Frost's sorrow suddenly flattened his lips, and said aggrievedly: "It's all your fault, master, your place is so delicious, so as soon as Xiaoshuang eats it, she forgets everything!" Arthas was stunned for a moment, and then understood what Frost Sorrow was talking about, and his face turned red - why does this crazy girl always talk nonsense?

However, Arthas's hand was still pressed against Frost Sorrow's cold and soft chest/flesh, and with Frost Sorrow's very seductive/seductive words, Arthas felt that his desire that had just erupted was once again provoked, and somewhere that had already cowered also raised his head with all his might.

The little prince hurriedly withdrew his hand, and said a little nervously: "Xiaoshuang, you quickly put on your clothes!" Frost Sorrow grabbed Arthas's hand back with some dissatisfaction, and stubbornly pressed it on his chest, and did not see her make any movements, and the long dress with flowers on a blue background appeared on her body again.

After all, there was no blind date with Frost Sorrow, and Arthas's tension eased a little. Frost grieved but complained: "Also, as soon as the woman with small breasts came in, you got a lot of weird-tasting things into Xiaoshuang's mouth!

Frost Sorrow felt aggrieved - she didn't need to eat, or rather, neither her soul nor the blue moonlight needed to eat with her mouth and throat. Her flat, smooth abdomen had never contained any food before!So, although she knew how to do it, Frost Sorrow was still a little unaccustomed to the act of swallowing when it came to herself. And for the first time, her little belly was occupied by some kind of unspeakable liquid secreted by Arthas.

"Uh......" Alsace had nothing to say. What else could he say? It would have consumed all his energy just to avoid the image of Frost Sorrow crouching between his legs sucking/sucking that thing, and suppressing his disobedient, not to mention...... There was also a Winlessa outside the carriage, waiting for her to explain—Arthas felt his head explode.

Frostmourn was dressed, and Arthas wasn't going to delay any longer. Otherwise, Winlessa must have mistakenly thought that she was still doing something with Frost Sorrow in the carriage. Frost pouted sadly and dissatisfied, and got out of the carriage after his master, complaining in his heart about Wen Leisa, who was incomprehensible about the wind/love, the woman who hated the little/breasts/department, Xiaoshuang was about to succeed, and blamed her for disrupting all plans, and Xiaoshuang still had a lot of moves, so she had to test it on her master!

Outside the carriage, Mograini had been woken up by Winlesa, and the two men stood not far from the carriage, pointing in the blue and white moonlight. Arthas came to Winlessa's side, coughed dryly, and asked, "Winlessa, what's going on?"

"Hmph~" Wen Lesa ignored the strange human prince and turned her head to the side. Although Mograini didn't know what was going on, he wouldn't just leave His Royal Highness the Prince aside, and hurriedly replied: "Your Royal Highness Prince Arthas, Lady Winlesa noticed that there was some movement over there. ”

As he spoke, Mograini pointed his finger to Alsace, and at a distance from their campsite, on the plain where the vision could not end, there were faint fires, and some boiling sounds were heard, but the distance was too far for Arthas to hear clearly.

"Mograine, what's that sound?" Arthas asked his paladin guard, seeing that Winlesa was reluctant to deal with him, and that he was not reluctant. "This ......," said Mograine, with some embarrassment, "I don't hear clearly, but Madam Winlessa said just now that she can hear a rough idea." ”

Still can't get around Wen Lesa's hurdle - Arthas shook his head helplessly, glared at Frost Sadness, who was squeezing his eyebrows at Wen Lessa, and then humbly asked: "Wen Lessa, what is the sound coming from over there?" Wen Lessa, who was originally angry by Frost's sad grimace, saw that the poisonous tongue woman was glared at by Arthas, and immediately became honest, a little dark in his heart, temporarily put aside his suspicion and contempt for this strange prince, and said: " I can only listen to a rough idea, and there is a group of people over there, who seem to be singing, speaking the lingua franca. ”

As she spoke, Winlessa pricked up her long ears and pointed to the other side of the fire, listening as she conveyed the message of the song to Arthas:

"On the other side of the mountain, there's a bunch of dwarves, hey!

They're smart and hardworking, hey!

They love striking iron and ale, hey!

……”

After saying a few words, Winlesa stopped with a strange look on her face, and spread her hands to Arthas and Mograini, indicating that she could not hold on any longer. Frost Sorrow was already rolling on the ground with laughter, and Winlessa glared at the venomous woman with shame and anger, and then put the account on Arthas's head - how could I have been laughed at like this if it weren't for your little / pervert / ghost request!

"Dwarves?" Arthas and Mograine glanced at each other with strange expressions, both seeing the confusion and confusion in each other's eyes. If there is one ally that humans can trust unconditionally on the continent of the Eastern Kingdom, it is the dwarves of Ironforge Castle.

Yes, the dwarves of Ironforge alone. The dwarves are not very widespread, but they are not confined to the Kazmodan plain. But the relationship with humans has always been close to the Iron Fort dwarves, who built a strong Iron Fort fortress in the Kazmodan Mountains.

No one knows where the dwarves came from, these grumpy, strong, and intelligent human beings with strong arms no less than those of orcs, and they are shorter than humans, which is where their name comes from. According to the dwarves, they come from the ground and will eventually return to the ground.