A small cloth bag sewn with gold thread and silk took out some green and crystalline powder from it, and gently sprinkled it in front of him. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The powder did not fall to the ground, but slowly drifted into the air in front of Caldara, and then, on the basis of which a concise and clear picture was built, the image of the giant bear incarnated by Zujin and the Frost Sorrow at war.

When the frost sorrow of the white pupils kicked Zujin off the clouds, there was silence in the temple.

These prophets of Zandalara, who understood witchcraft and the world no less than Kardara; What Caldara saw from these sights, they were able to know.

Infused with the power of the four gods, it was obvious that only gods of the same level could defeat him; However, this girl in blue clothes and white eyes did not simply defeat Zu Jin, but ...... Killing.

Coupled with the high-minded language that came out of the girl's mouth, there were few trolls who didn't believe Caldara's reasoning.

"Maybe it's really her...... But...... What's going on here? Why is she in the human camp? ”

Zur seemed to be talking to himself.

Caldara was silent, he knew that Zur would have his own judgment on this matter, and there was no need to intervene himself; The only thing he wondered was exactly the same as Zur's.

- If your judgment is correct, that oppressive force really belongs to Elune, then why did she fall on the human girl in the blue dress?

Aside from Elune's power...... Where did the divine power of that human girl come from?

……

"Woo woo woo ......"

Frost Sorrow didn't know that the trolls thousands of miles away were so interested in his identity; Even if she knew, she didn't have the energy to pay attention to it.

Because now the little magic sword is lying on his master's bed like a puppy, whimpering to withstand the increasingly violent impact coming from behind him.

"Xiaoshuang, if you endure it any longer, I'll be ...... soon"

Arthas said as he gasped, but the swing of his body didn't slow down in the slightest.

"The host...... Xiaoshuang is gone...... Woo woo woo, let's just change to the third step......"

Frost Sorrow whimpered and pleaded.

"The third step? You mean......"

Arthas's movements slowed slightly, and his gaze couldn't help but glance at Frostmourn's pouting hips.

There, above Arthas's fiery bracket, a pink, slightly wrinkled "Wild Chrysanthemum" snapped together like a fish's mouth—here, it was really the "surprise" mentioned by Frost Sorrow, and the final step of the Little Magic Sword's "Three Holes Battle".

"No, no, it's better to keep it the way it is......"

Arthas shook his head repeatedly, speeding up the amplitude of his impact.

The sound of flesh/body crashing and the sorrowful "babbling/babbling" moans of frost echoed in Alsace's bedroom.

His Royal Highness the Young Prince had to wrap his hands around the slender waist of the little magic sword, lest the frost sorrow, which was already paralyzed like a cloud of mud, slip from his fiery spittle.

Little Magic Sword's voice was already a little hoarse, and she didn't know how long it had been since her "Three Caves Battle" had passed, but she felt that this battle plan seemed to have failed.

Unlike his own inexplicable memory, the owner seemed to have no interest in the third hole in his body; And although he moved back to the city at the beginning with his lips and tongue, but then, because of the extraordinarily long-lasting reasons before the second launch, he was tortured by his master even more unbearable.

Just when Frost Sorrow felt like she was about to faint, Arthas finally let her go; Feeling the scorching heat intensely penetrating deep into his body, the little magic sword slowly slipped on the bed/, his starry eyes half-closed, and he gasped violently.

"Little Frost ......"

Arthas lay beside Frost Sorrow, calling her name apologetically; Whenever he saw Frost's sad look of unkindness, Arthas felt sorry; But in other words, every time he sees Frost Sorrow's flawless carcass and playfully teasing/teasing himself, Arthas also puts this guilt behind him.

At the end of the day, Alsace was just a man.

"Woo, master...... Xiaoshuang's battle plan failed......"

Frostmourn's body arched lazily over the sheets, and then said to Arthas in frustration.

"I didn't ...... No, we'll ...... another day Try again another day......"

Arthas glanced at Frost Sorrow's full/full/upturned buttocks/and gently held her in his arms.

Although Arthas had no previous experience, under the repeated sales pitch of Frost Sorrow, Arthas also began to have some interest in the "third hole" mentioned by the Little Magic Sword.

The same hole, these two are close together...... What's the difference?

- Arthas thought wistfully as he caressed Frost's delicate and smooth skin.

……

When Arthas arrives at his sister Kalia Minahir's room for dinner with Frost Sorrow - yes, you read that right, the two guys have been fooling around in the room for a day - the ladies all notice that Frost Sorrow is wrong.

"Arthas, what's wrong with Lady Frost? Is there life? ”

Wenlesa asked, sitting beside Kalia and looking at Frost Sorrow with concern.

The sorrow of Frost, which has always been high-spirited, is a little decadent at this time; It's not that she's sloppy on the outside, it's just that the feeling of exhaustion and sleepiness is overflowing.

"Xiaoshuang she...... It's okay, ahem, it's okay......"

Arthas embarrassedly disguised - what could be the matter with Frost Grief? It's not all my own tossing this day......

"Shhhhh

Sylvanas Windranger skillfully sliced the sausages on his plate with a knife and tossed them into Winlessa's plate, then said harshly to his sister.

"Oh......"

Winlesa replied sullenly - she knew that her sister Sylvanas didn't like Frost very much, maybe she was angry because she cared about Frost?

Sylvanas didn't know that her sister had misunderstood her, but even if she did, she didn't know how to explain such a thing to Wenlesa.

Although Sylvanas and Aurelia have not had any experience of falling in love, they are both elves who have lived for thousands of years after all, and they also know a little about the affairs of men and women.

Especially when Stratholme was in Stratholme, knowing that Arthas and Frostmourn would run to the town's inn during the rest of the army, Sylvanas was even more wary of Arthas, and she didn't even want her sister to say a word to the human/ghost prince.

"Arthas, you're here!"

Kalia stood up and warmly pulled Arthas to her side and sat down—of course, the princess of Lordaeron ignored Frost's sorrow.

Of course, the little magic sword does not treat herself as an outsider, she sits at the table close to her master, although she does not need to eat, but every time she holds her master's arm tightly and leans against him, Frost Sorrow will feel safe.

"Everyone's in a hurry, right?"

Arthas smiled as he wrapped around the napkin Taresa handed him, smiling at the table.

It's not so much the "many" as the "ladies".

Gianna, Queen of the Red Dragon, Three Windranger Sisters, Kalia...... They had long been friends in the palace of Lordaeron, and they liked to gather together for both meals and refreshments; And Kalia's younger brother, Arthas, became the only man among them.

"Of course! Who knows what you're grinding around in Arthas...... Little did you know, something big happened this afternoon! ”

Kalia said mysteriously to Arthas.

"What's the big deal?"

Arthas smiled—he