Just as Arthas's fingertips were about to touch the long sword hanging on the wall, a familiar voice sounded in his ears: "No! Don't touch that sword! Arthas's movements froze, and he quickly jumped out of bed to look around, shouting, "Frost Sorrow, where are you?" Frost's sad voice was still so pleasant, living up to the name of the demagogic magic sword, as crisp as a silver bell: "Hee-hee! My master, are you surprised? Arthas continued to search, but did not see a trace of Frost's sorrow, so he was so anxious that he shouted: "Frost's Sorrow, you come out for me, explain it well, and continue to read it on the Bokan Novel Network......

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Arthas listened to the girl's account, was silent for a while, and then suddenly hugged the girl's body, clasped his hands hard, and left tears of excitement and excitement in his eyes—on the way to fight for the ethereal ideal alone, Arthas got only malicious abuse from the enemy, so the accusations of disappointment, and the heavy burden in his heart. It was precisely because this road was so difficult that he finally chose to end a qiē with his life. And in this seven-year-long journey, the only thing that accompanied him was the sorrow of the magic sword Frost, which was a bit talkative, and the two of them - let's just be human, were alone, and more please continue to read on the Bokan Novel Network......