"Little Frost ......" Arthas, who had escaped death, had not yet had time to breathe a few breaths of fresh air, and seeing Frost's sad appearance so low, he hurriedly wrapped his arms around the cold body of the little magic sword with both hands, and asked with concern, "Are you still angry?" ”

"Hmm!" Frostmourn's little head rubbed hard against Arthas's chest, and the urn replied angrily.

Arthas didn't say anything more, one hand lightly resting on Frost's sad body, the other rubbing back and forth over the little magic sword's long smooth hair.

Feeling the warm frost sorrow of his master, he raised his head and rested his slender chin on Alsace's chest, his white teeth clenching his pink lips, and his long eyelashes seemed to have crystal teardrops.

After looking at his master for a while, Frost's Sorrow suddenly cried again with a "wow", and while crying, he beat Arthas's chest with a small fist, and at the same time shouted: "The master is a big villain, doing that kind of shameful thing, it's not okay to be with the master, why don't you understand the master!" ”

Seeing Frost Sorrow crying again, Arthas hurriedly hugged her and patted her on the back with his hand to soothe Frost Sorrow, who was a little excited. Finally, after a period of noise, the little magic sword calmed down again, but although he stopped crying, he still lay on his master's chest and refused to get up.

Arthas felt a little shy, after all, there was a group of people around watching this! Because of the frost's grief and refusal to get up, Arthas could only be pressed by her on the grass, and his vision was very narrow, and he couldn't see the expressions of Wenlesa and the others, but Arthas could also imagine how wonderful it would be.

But not to mention being despised by Wen Lesa and others, even compared to the end of the world, it is still more important to have his own little magic sword; Thinking so, Arthas rubbed his chin against the top of Frost's sad head, and whispered tenderly, "Little Frost." Don't cry, I'll promise you everything, okay? ”

"Really?" Frost Sorrow slowly raised her head and asked with teary eyes.

"Hmm. It's true. Alsace replied in the affirmative.

The sorrowful delicate beauty of the frost that was close at hand, a second ago it was still pitiful, and the pear blossoms were raining, but because of the master's promise, it became clear in an instant, and the smiling face was like a green field blown by the spring breeze. Blossom.

"Do you really promise Xiaoshuang everything?" Frost's grief still felt a little incredulous, "Will you do something shameful with Frost?" The little magic sword's lovely dark eyes blinked, and his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Ah, this ......" Arthas coughed dryly, and secretly cried out in his heart - not good, Xiaoshuang's voice is too loud, Wen Lesa must have heard it, right? How do you have to answer this!

"Master......" Seeing that Frost's sorrow flattened his mouth again, and the expression on his face began to turn from sunny to cloudy, Arthas could only put aside the opinions of others and nodded slightly. Whispered, "Well, it will do." ”

"Yikes!" Frost Sorrow happily lifted herself up and sat down on Arthas's legs, the crystal tears that were still hanging on her face disappeared like magic, leaving only the happy smile on the little magic sword's face.

It's just that...... Arthas grabbed Frostgrief's hands that were stretched out to his trousers with some shame, and scolded her with a smile: "I'm talking about after repelling the orc army, not here, Frost!" ”

"Oh......" Frost Grief stopped his movements aggrievedly, and did not pull off his master's pants, and then tilted his head to think about something, before he timidly blushed all over his face. Arthas, clutching his trouser belt to defend the last line of defense, asked, "Also, master, can you ...... Can you not give Frost to those orcs? ”

"Well, of course...... Who's going to hand you over to those orcs? Arthas nodded subconsciously before he suddenly realized what Frost Sorrow was saying. Asked out loud.

A flush flew up on Frost's sad face, and the hands that were originally on the belt of Alsace trousers were twisted and twisted together, and it took a long time before he whispered, "Is it yourself, master...... Didn't you say you had that hobby? It's to throw Xiaoshuang to the group of orcs to humiliate, and then you hide aside and secretly ...... master"

"I haven't said anything like that! And I don't have that hobby! Arthas finally understood the reason for the crying before Frost Grief. The little prince was so angry that he repeatedly knocked the sad head of Frost with the knuckles of his fingers, and complained as he knocked it back - "Little Frost, can you think of something normal?" Also, don't always think of me as an animal who only thinks with my lower body! “

"Uh......h It hurts! Frost Sorrow hugged his little head melon and defended, "But master, according to Frost's understanding, seventy percent of human males have such a hobby!" So Xiaoshuang thought that the owner was also ......"

"Stop, don't say any more! Don't talk about it again! And where did that unrealistically messy number come from? If it was really 70 percent, the world would not have been in chaos a long time ago! Finally, he struck Frostmourn's head twice with his finger bones, causing tears to burst out of the little magic sword's eyes, and Arthas emerged from under Frostsorrow's body one after another, stood up, and patted the blades of grass on his body.

Frost Sorrow got up from the ground with her hands and feet, and hopped to her master's side to stand still—and after crying, the little magic sword that had been promised by her master came back to life with full blood. Frost Sorrow, who was in a good mood, waved his hand and recalled the golden disc suspended above the head of the Red Dragon Queen, while thinking happily in his heart - although the number "70% of human males are lewd/wife" was rudely rejected by the master, the recognition that "tears are a woman's greatest weapon" is still correct! As long as Xiaoshuang cries, the owner agrees to everything, it seems that he will have to use this weapon more in the future!

Without the threat of the "Demon Soul", the Red Dragon Queen finally settled on her mind - she didn't want to endure the feeling of losing her power and being slaughtered by others.

Winlessa bit her lip and looked at Frost Sorrow and Arthas standing together with some resentment - just now, these two guys were flirting with each other again!

While Winlessa and the Red Dragon Queen were each thinking about each other, Arthas tidied up his clothes that had just been a little messy by Frost Sorrow. The young prince had had enough of all the noise, and it was time for him to do something serious - Arthas, who had thought so, waved his immature arm vigorously, and declared in a loud voice: "All right, all the farce is over, and now we will set out back to the fortress of Dammod, and on the way back, no quarrels, no mockery of each other, do you understand?" (To be continued.) )