Arthas struggled to stop in front of Frost Sorrow, and pressed her head against the flat and elastic abdomen of the little magic sword, and it took a lot of effort to calm Frost Sorrow, but she still looked at Winlesa with angry eyes, thinking that she would make the haughty High Elf Ranger suffer a little.

But Frostmourn was clearly not the angriest one, and Arthas stopped her, but not the paladins with a sense of honor. Alexandros Mograini had already drawn the long sword at his waist, pointed the blade directly at Winlessa, and shouted: "Woman, take back your words, and continue to read to Arsa, more to Bokan Novels......

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Wen Lesa gritted her teeth and said coquettishly: "Don't think! His feet were still moving quickly, and he fired a few arrows at Mograini at the same time. Although Mograine was wearing plate armor and holding a long sword, she was not clumsy in her movements, and Wen Lesa did not have much advantage in speed in this small space, and she obviously did not have much experience in fighting alone, and was quickly forced into the corner of the room by the old Mograine.

Mograini suddenly stopped his advance and said, "Surrender woman, you have no way out!" Wen Lesa also stopped, gasping for breath, looking around, and feeling a little desperate, please continue to read more on Bokan's novel website......