"Second brother!"

"Don't worry, big brother, I'm fine." I looked back "affectionately" and walked obediently towards Sejuani.

Finally, the battle between the two sides finally ended with me shifting positions, and although I didn't expect this ending, it also gave me some peace of mind by ending a fearless war. And now, damp and cold on the surface, dimly lit, it was clear that the three of us were locked up in Sejuani's dungeon......

"Master, I miss you so much...... "Xiyue's little head rested on my shoulder, and a happy smile flowed from her dark little face. I also smiled slightly, and then frowned, alas, let alone reconcile contradictions, even that crazy woman of Sejuani, it is difficult to communicate normally, how can we unite them?

"Master, weren't you captured by the Tiger King, how did you become the younger brother of that Er or something?" Xiyue blinked her black eyes and looked at me suspiciously.

Looking at Xiyue's little face rubbing against the dirt, I couldn't help but nod her Qiong's nose, "Hey, Bron, let you take care of Xiyue, look at my apprentice!" ”

"That's it, that's it!" Xiyue echoed me, looking at Bron angrily, who spread his hands innocently behind his back. Seeing that Bloom was struggling not to smile, Xiyue angrily grabbed Bloom's yellow "slab brick" and used it as a mirror, and finally her little face was slightly deformed, and she stretched out her hand to wipe her face vigorously to wipe off the ash stains on her face.

"You two big men are bullying me!" Xiyue raised her pink fist and smashed it at me, but in the quiet and cold cell, there was a sound of laughter that we had echoed for a long time......

Lisandro rose from her throne in a rage, pacing anxiously when a blue-skinned subordinate hurried in, "Quick, speak!" ”

"Report to Her Majesty the Queen, 34 of the junior watchmen have died, 12 of the intermediate watchmen have died, and 10 have been wounded, and the senior watchmen have only been caught by the aftermath of the frost god's extreme frost gale, and there is no major problem. In addition, Captain Costa also ...... "The watchman knelt on the ground and stopped talking.

"You don't need to remind me!" Lisandro waved her arms angrily and sat back on the throne. "Why is she here? I didn't come 15 years ago, but now I ......" Lisandro gently tilted her head in her hands, contemplative.

"Queen, are you referring to Melina, the god of wind and frost? Doesn't she never care about these things? ”

"Queen, there's one more thing." The watchman clenched his hands into fists and bowed his head.

"Yes."

"Our camp, last night, was attacked and let the Tiger King escape." The watchman's voice grew quieter.

"Damn, what? Who ate the gall of a leopard and dared to attack us? Do you dare to talk a little more nonsense? What do you eat? Lisandro was once again annoyed, the mission had not gone well, and there were still people who dared to attack their camp, which was the camp of the Frost Watchers.

"It was because of our god-killing operation last night that the garrison in the camp was empty, so the enemy took advantage of the loophole. The enemy is a masked assassin who can't read the data! In addition......"

"The war between the barbarians and the Winterclaws planned by Queen Grace was not fought, and it was ...... to stop this war Be...... The same person! ”

"Bichi!" Lisandro shouted in an almost furious rage.

"Queen!" The watchman's legs trembled, and he fell to his knees with a thud.

"I want all the information of this person, age, identity, ability, origin, all of them! I want to see, what kind of holiness is this? ”

"Your Majesty, our Scout guards have recorded this man's image, but are unable to decipher the data! Queen, look! ”

"Well, they're just two little broken children." Lisandro glanced at the image with disdain and sat back in her seat, her hands on her head, "Why are there always some nasty stumbling blocks?" Locate me as soon as possible! God-killing cannot be postponed any longer! ”

"Yes! Queen! ”

The light stone wall glows with holy white light, sprinkled to the ground, like a piece of broken silver, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. This fairyland-like abode is the abode of Melina, the god of wind and frost.

"Bing Lingxue" slowly spread out her jade hand, innocently followed the white light that sprinkled to the ground, and the white light reflected on her flawless face, making little Anivia look slightly in a daze. "Sister Cher, you're finally awake! I've got a lot of good food for you! See! Snow Linghua has been raised a lot in the owner's garden! And this, Frost Dew Grass, is an elixir for you to heal your wounds! Anivia frowned slightly, "I don't care if you're Sister Xue'er or the God of Ice and Snow, you're going to be obedient to me, get better, do you hear?" Anivia mischievously pinched Bing Lingxue's face, and "Bing Lingxue" smiled and nodded slightly.

"Anivia, don't be disrespectful to the snow god!" Melina's cold voice came, and Anivia pursed her lips disapprovingly, looking at Cher with a smile.

"Look, the master is a knife-mouthed tofu heart."

"Bing Lingxue" smiled kindly, only she knew the "chill" in these words, Melina, do you still refuse to forgive me? If not, why give me your most precious Frost Dew Grass, however, I don't have much time, and in this last moment, I, the god of ice and snow, must do something......

"Anivia, do you know what ice and snow represent?"

Anivia shook her head suspiciously, not understanding why she said that.

"Bing Lingxue" doted on Ainivia's little head with her finger, "Snow represents kindness, ice represents tenacity, as long as we have these two things in our hearts, no difficulties can stop us!" Ice Spirit Snow shook Anivia's small hand tightly, her eyes deep......

For the first time, the perspective travels to the Visionary Icefield, Ash's birthplace. There are endless glaciers, tundra, jagged igloos, and ice wood...... The whole tribe was built on the snow-capped mountain of Ferejo, and the villagers of the tribe lived here in an orderly manner. It is one south and one north with the ice and snow city of the Winter Tribe, but it is old and dead.

In an ordinary igloo, an unusual old man is splashing ink on rice paper, his brushwork is vigorous and powerful, and he does not show his old age and weakness at all.

The old man lifted his pen violently, and the four big characters of "ice, snow, wind and frost" were displayed on the 5-foot-long rice paper. These four words have no special meaning, they are the four ordinary things in nature, but they are the beliefs of the Anicid tribe of the Visionary Ice Field, and they are also the names of the two most powerful gods of the Freljord.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew from outside the door, and the rice paper fell to the ground, the old man frowned, bent down to pick it up, but found that the words wind and frost, ice and snow, and wind and frost were just blown and broken into two by this wind. The old man stroked his white beard and sighed heavily, "Alas! God of Ice and Snow, God of Wind and Frost, you are as discordant as this broken paper, O misfortune of Freljord! ”

The old man frowned slightly, and his old eyes opened suddenly, "It's not good, the god of ice and snow is in trouble!" Quick, someone, inform Ash! ”

"Team leader, Ash, this ghost girl has long been gone!"

"Just release the Eagle Spirit notification, I know where she is!"

"Yes, Patriarch!" The young man led the way out of the room, and the old man sat down in his chair in distraction, "Freljord! O great Freljord! ”

ps: Thank you for accompanying Xiaofan all the way, from the loneliness of starting to write books to having someone to accompany him, Xiaofan is already very satisfied. But the problem also arises, some people like Xiaofan's humorous and funny plot, saying that the plot of the battle is not interesting; Some people like the plot of blood and passion, saying that there is no passion in some places.

Xiao Fan just wants to say, it's hard to reconcile!

The style of the whole book is humorous, hot-blooded, and warm. There is also a positive sense of optimism and facing difficulties. Especially the heroine, Caitlin, Xiaofan's second volume is a bit of a mistake, and my Lin's plot is too little. I promise that she will make a shining appearance in the third volume, accompanying the male pig's feet to save the world in a funny, humorous, and bloody atmosphere. (And little Annie, uh, she'll appear in the second volume)

However, the second volume (Game of the Brave: Lone Assassin) still has a way to go, I hope you will accompany me to go down and witness the growth of the top assassins, even if it is difficult to write, Xiaofan tries to do his best!

Thank you for accompanying you all the way, please continue to support your favorite friends, if you don't give up, I will live and die! Uh, so be it......