"The last question." The negotiations flowed slowly in an extremely friendly atmosphere, during which little Anne woke up and Chen Senran began to whisper to her to tell her ghost stories. Because this negotiation actually had nothing to do with him, after finalizing some exchanges of interests, this negotiation ended with Karthas accompanying Chen Senran to the north.

At the end of the negotiations, Chen Senran was about to take Karthas out of the tent and head north, when Murphy asked the last question.

"Why did you choose me?" He narrowed his sharp eyes, and raised his eyebrows like a lion trying to pounce.

Unfortunately, Karthas had his back on his back, not caring at all about his aggressiveness, he rubbed his dull staff, and said in a relaxed tone: "If I say that I am patriotic, do you believe it?" ”

"I don't believe it." Murphy laughed, as if he didn't intend to continue the question.

"Actually, I don't believe it either." Karthas laughed too.

"Well, then, I wish you all a smooth journey."

"Have a nice trip."

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"So what's the matter?" Chen Senran was suddenly very interested in this question, so he asked this question after stepping out of the tent.

"What ...... for," Karthas lowered the curtain of his tent, as if thinking about the question, and did not speak until a long time later.

"Probably...... It's because Elena loves the flowers of the West Coast, and I don't want one day that there will never be any beautiful flowers there. Karthas seemed a little unsure, and he smiled, "Okay, let's go, I like your car a lot." Karthhas didn't dwell on it, maybe it was just that Elena liked the flowers of the West Coast, so he wanted them, and they would be immortal.

"Oh, by the way, Lao Du, your driving skills are also very good." He began to walk outside, and as he walked, he did not forget to praise Lao Du who walked in front of him. However, Lao Du did not respond at all.

"That's right." Chen Senran looked at the incomparably majestic back of Karthas who was still walking, and couldn't help sighing, this old monster who has lived for hundreds of years is really ......

"Good to Elena." The little girl who had been hiding in Chen Senran's arms also raised her head at this time, and also looked at the man who gradually disappeared into the fog and did not look so tall and majestic.

"yes." Chen Senran touched Little Lori's head and walked towards the fog.

"That...... Xiao Sensen ...... "Little Annie fell back into Chen Senran's arms, put her little face on Chen Senran's chest, and felt the beating of his heart.

"What?" Chen Senran lowered his head, wanting to see Xiao Lori's expression clearly, but her eyebrows were covered by the fog.

"Well...... What if,......" the little girl writhed a little uneasily, as if she didn't know how to speak, "what if...... Someday...... I...... I ...... "She and I for a long time, and finally I closed my eyes and whispered as if I had let go of it."

"If one day I die......" was interrupted by Chen Senran before he could finish speaking.

"Silly girl." Chen Senran stopped, held up the little Lori whole, let her eyes look into his, and said seriously, "Don't say such things, with me, how can you die?" ”

How could you die with me?

"Yes." Little Anne smiled, and that smile pierced the fog brightly at that moment.

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The people who wanted to save the world were still galloping on the endless road in horse-drawn carriages, and the place chosen by fate as the beginning of the collapse of the world world had begun to bleed.

Night. There was heavy snowfall.

Snow began to fall again in the north.

On the high mountains, the wind is cold.

This was the end of Freljord, and from here a hundred thousand yards back was all the land of the Howling Swamp all the way north.

At this moment, the combined army of Avarosa and Demacia, including all the old and weak women and children of Avarosa, a total of 100,000 people, were concentrated in this cramped corner, and they were almost driven out of the land of Freljord.

It's been pushed to the end of the road.

"It's bad luck...... You have to come out to keep vigil on such a cold night, you say we must help these barbarians, they are completely out of order, it is better to go back to the West Coast and drink two glasses of ale. A Demacian soldier in blue and white armor let out a sigh of cold air, glanced at the vast and boundless dark earth in front of him, and couldn't help but complain.

"Silence, if these words are heard by General Galen, you are dead." One of the soldiers beside him stabbed him coldly, staring ahead without blinking, as if he was afraid that a sharp scimitar would slash out from there in the next moment.

"Anderson, you're just cowardly...... I'm just ...... Hmph...... "The guy who was stabbed by him muttered a few words but didn't say anything more, after all, he was full of awe for Galen.

The snow was falling heavier and heavier, almost drowning the outpost at the forefront.

"I said Anderson......" It seemed that a lot of fellows began to ramble at their comrades again, after all, it was difficult to survive such a cold night without talking.

Some of the other comrades were accustomed to this guy who talked a lot, and although the rules in the army were not to speak while on duty, everyone acquiesced to this at this time.

"I said Jason, where's your wine? If you give me some wine, I'll talk to you about it. Another guy who was also lying on his stomach in the snow laughed.

"There is a bird's feather wine, Lao Tzu's wine has long been taken away, and I don't know which bastard told the secret, Lao Tzu was beaten with a full thirty military sticks, damn, if Lao Tzu knew which one it was, he would definitely be killed." The talker named Jason is obviously an old fritter in the army, and he talks one after another.

"It must be those barbarians, you see that they usually look unhappy with us, they must not see that you have good wine." The guy who begged for wine seemed to have infinite resentment when he talked about the barbarians, "Tell me, those barbarians really don't know how to be grateful, the old men came all the way from Demacia to help them, and as a result, this kind of vigil has always been done by us, and they are comfortable to go back to lie in the bed, it's really ......"

"You all have to say a few words...... "It was the guy named Anderson, who behaved like a good old man.

"Go, you're just cowardly." The begging guy was not upset with Anderson at this time, and taunted to continue his chatter, "Anyway...... Uh......"

Suddenly, the voice of the fellow who was about to say something more stopped abruptly, leaving only a groan of pain like a rooster having its neck snapped.

He never had time to say what he said anyway.

The whole world is full of wind and snow.

It's cold.

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Tomorrow internship, sleep.