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The two-legged wyvern roared to the sky, and its powerful feet leaped into the air, and the huge bat wings spread, only to fly higher and higher by the hurricane on the top of the cliff, and disappeared after a while.

A hurricane returns at the top of the mountain, and Cher, Nicole, and the old fox shiver together.

"Lilith, we're going back to the station, are you going to Vikun City?" asked Cher and Nicole as they went to the back of the Great White Tiger.

Lilith nodded, and vanished, with the Shadow Beast with her.

"What a terrible talent...... Bua muttered as she looked in the direction Lilith had disappeared, "When this little girl also breaks through the dragon power, I'm afraid she'll be the most terrifying ......"

The old fox was riding on the back of a wildebeest, and he couldn't help but smile when he heard the words of the dwarf master, "Why didn't Master Bua go with his master just now?"

Bua glanced at him and said, "The dwarf's path has always been under his feet, and there are too few opportunities to measure the land with his feet, and we should know how to cherish it, and you don't understand it when I tell you orcs," he beckoned, and the dwarves who had drunk and drank again gathered behind him.

They sang all the way and walked in great strides.

No matter the ups and downs, keep your head high.

They are short, but also respectable.

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Outside Aresburg.

Snow.

Except for the spider-like roads, which were trampled by convoys and muddy, the plains were covered in white.

Even the black peerless city walls have been mottled with a coat, which no longer looks hard and cold, but more soft and warm.

As the sun turns westerly, there are fewer cars and pedestrians on the roads.

At this time, it is very troublesome to not be able to reach the imperial capital, once you can't catch up with the time when the city gate is closed, you have to sleep in the wild, and in this kind of cold time, it is lucky to be sick from the cold in the wild.

A fat merchant cursed the weather while waving his whip to drive the horses away, in a fit of rage, he almost whipped the backs of the three poor horses, but he couldn't get the wagon out of a mud pit, he scolded and turned over to look, and when he was entangled in whether to jump into the mud to push, a snow-white hand held on the end of the wagon!

He couldn't help but be stunned, that hand was as white as jade, very delicate, every finger was like a peeled onion tail, beautiful like a work of art.

Then he looked up with his hand, and saw its owner, a man in a green robe with the same white skin, with thin lips, a high nose, and a pair of narrow eyes with indifferent emotions, neither angry nor sad, neither sad nor happy.

With a slight lift of that hand, the wagon, which could not be pulled by the three horses, was lifted up like a balloon, and as soon as it was sent forward, the wagon was almost lifted up by the three horses that had suffered pain!

The fat merchant Jia hurriedly turned his head to control the direction, and when he turned back after he was busy, where were there any blue-robed swordsmen?

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