"This speech, Nie Feng has said it in Bu Jingyun's ear for the past three days and three nights, but Bu Jingyun still has no reaction, Nie Feng really can't do anything about him, so he can only say: 'Senior Brother Yun, whether you forgive Senior Brother Feng or not, I will not abandon you!'............"

Writing this, Kurgal couldn't help but hold his face and scream in a low voice, and then thought of the next book "Heavenly Cry", the unreasonable madness said, "Tell you, this seat will spare you for the time being, just because, I want you to become a burden to the clouds!"

However, Nameless regained her memories and turned away only ten steps from her. Is this too cruel? Should I rewrite it as a lover eventually becomes married?" After thinking about it, Kurgal shook his head: "Nameless is the embodiment of the Chinese hero after all, I can't damage the character of the lonely star, and the beauty of tragedy is often easier to move people's hearts than comedy." It's like the structure of the collapsed Tianlong Babu, because in the end, Xiao Feng's death forcibly upgraded the grade, completing the author's theme of 'Han people are all waste wood, and Emperor Song is not as good as the old lady'. So in the end, it is still the nameless Xiao Wu's identity and Feng Wu's love affair is over, and he goes back to be his martial arts myth and the hero of the world! And Feng Wu finally understands that the hero who belongs to her in fate is actually not Nameless itself, but Xiao Wu, who is completely different from the real Nameless!"

But to be honest, Fengyun's sales are not very good, because it is really not cool enough.

Kurgal sighed helplessly, it turned out that not only foreign countries, but even the aesthetics of other worlds were highly consistent with the Chinese people. She really wanted to write all the strange martial arts texts she had read before to take revenge on society and poison the people in the other world, but unfortunately she was not bold enough to go against the gold coins.

is writing Fengyun now, also because of the die-hard fan of Drow Assassin.

"Meow, why hasn't he come back, he won't be killed by someone on the way, right? I'm still waiting to get back with breakfast." "When I was in the south, I heard that the people here in Icewind Valley are fierce, not only are the monsters in the cold zone bigger than those in the warm areas, but all kinds of illegal people who kill people and goods are gathered here, it is simply the Great Northern Wilderness and the Valley of the Wicked.

When Kulgal was in school, he was fat and didn't have any boys' pursuits, so he never enjoyed his boyfriend's breakfast service. After graduating, I worked at Master Kong, and the consequence of stealing snacks was that I didn't even have a blind date. But just two days after crossing over, he was caught by the red robe, and then ......

After washing up with the trick, Kurgal prepared the spell for the day and began to find Drow's location.

"Magic Mirror, Magic Mirror tells me, where is that fool Drow assassin?"

With her powerful mana and Drow's fingernails, she easily overwhelmed the Drow Elves' resistance to spells. The influence of the Drow assassin in the mirror was slightly stunned, and then his expression was revealed, it was not a day or two since he was forcibly observed by Kurgal with a spell.

"So, the dwarf who greedily possessed the black ice ore must be punished!" said the short, lewd man with the whiskers on the other side. Kurgal recognized him as a member of the Dead Rat Gang, who had seen him from afar in Luskan several times.

"And then?" replied the Drow Elf coldly, "Then you have found the wrong person! I am the Shadow King Assassin, and my swordsmanship only kills people, not performs!"

Mage: "............ , he really used this sentence. ”

"Whereever, there's no need for a strong man like you to make a move...... Actually, we just want to get some of the famous drow coma poison to deal with them. ”

"Do you have a problem with your brains? Dwarves are very resistant to poison!"

"Actually, he has a human helper, and he's so cunning that it's hard for us to catch him. ...... He often casts cold arrows at us in the dark. ”

"Poof...... For these thieves who capsized in the gutter, Zhuoer couldn't help laughing: "Don't you usually rely on your body to survive it?"

"That guy looks like an Icehunter hillbilly, but he knows how to use silver-plated weapons. We're having a hard time too!"

Kurgal thought about it, the Ice Hunters were a race that came to the northern land of Faren from Karatu thousands of years ago, and were later driven into the corner of the ice-moving sea by the barbarians of the northern lands, and they looked more like Tibetan Qiang or Indians.

"Oh?" Drow moved his hand to the dagger with interest, "Is this hunter strong, and how is his swordsmanship?"

"Not strong, not strong, just good at fighting in the snow and ice in the wild. I think it might be the locals. ”

Kurgal shook his head slightly, ashamed that he thought of someone inexplicably for a moment: not to mention that the dragon granters are all over the land of Faerun, the Ice Hunter is also similar to the Celestial Empire in the eyes of foreigners, and more importantly, he was obviously very strong when he saved himself, and Kurgal himself has been growing rapidly in the past few years, and it is impossible for a ranger to progress slower than a mage. If it were him, he would wipe out this wave of thieves with a wave of his hand.

"It must be that I'm so that I think of people I haven't seen in years. Kurgal stuck his head out of the window and let the cold breeze sober his hairy head.

"Now that the battle between Neverwinter and Shade City and Cell, he has probably returned to Cat City. How can it be here?"

The wind blew her long black hair, and the snowflakes hit her red face, making her look more and more delicate.

Looking out of the window, the surrounding streets and rooftops were covered with snow that stretched to the towering Cone of Kane in the distance. The whole of Icewind Dale seems to be shrouded in snow.

"Cone of Kane," Kurgal said to himself, looking at the outline of the mountain in the snow, "the place where Akar Kessot's ambitions were shattered and he was buried. Has he really come back? If so, the Shattered Demon Crystal has really recovered? No matter what the cost, I must get it! With the strong willpower of my spellcaster, I will definitely be able to successfully control it! Because if I don't succeed, I will inevitably fall into the hands of the red robe again, and I will definitely die an ugly death. ”

"Hey, is it Kurgal?" she was greeted by someone on the street below.

She looked down and realized that it was someone she had known before, a bard with whom she had been very close.

The man's gray hair was proof of the silver dragon's bloodline. He is still handsome, but there is a strong confidence in his demeanor and demeanor, which is very attractive.

He is very talkative, very skillful, and persistent. As for the size and strength, Kurgal doesn't pay attention to it, anyway, just pass. Sadly, Ewell's other nearly 100 "female friends" think so.

"Kurgal, my angel, to see you here again, it must be the guidance of fate!"

Kurgal chuckled and stepped onto the windowsill and jumped slightly. The shadow of the female mage was set off by the broken jade, like a flying fairy gently floating to the ground, gracefully stepping on the snow.

The man's eyes widened as he stretched out his hand to take Kurgal in his arms and make a princess gesture. The female mage gently avoided it.

"In the past, it was only when I was young that I was easy to get my hands on. Kurgal smiled reservedly, and thought to himself, "Now that I'm on guard, I'm going to have to take care of it." ”

But she knew she was bound to be defeated, because he was a master of manipulating people's hearts - while mages were much more powerful than poets, words and music were sometimes more hurtful than arcane.

"Long time no see, dear. He took the mage's hand and shook it affectionately: "Those songs you wrote for me have made me famous." ”

"Really?" Kurgal smiled, "How many worshippers have you tricked into getting laid?"

If the mage had jumped out of the window a little later, she might have found a combination of a human man and a dwarf, a dwarf, passing by on the other side of the snow, at the end of the street.

The human, dressed in white animal skin and carrying a powerful compound longbow on his back, looked like an ice hunter in front of a house, pulled out the two-month-old wolf cub from his arms, and knocked on the door.

The family's dog was killed a few months ago when he suddenly went berserk. The child kept crying and wanted another one, and he accidentally heard it as he passed by. I saw a dog and a wolf in the wild a few days ago, and I didn't care about it at first. As a result, the wolves were killed by a hungry bear a few days ago, and only this cub was spared, so they picked it up and sent it to them.

After telling the family to be careful, the taciturn dwarves with heavy axes on their backs and the gnomes jumping up and down around the human rangers walked in the direction of the sun sanctuaries.

"Anyway, aren't you a cat slave, why don't you cook that dog and eat it?"

"I just like cats more than dogs. ”

"Why is a dog called Buck?"

"That's because of a novel from my hometown called 'The Call of the Wild'......"

Suddenly, the man stopped and glanced far away at the window from which Kurgal had jumped.

"What's wrong with you, Chief?" the dwarf asked.

"I always feel like I've seen an acquaintance, but it's probably an illusion. ”

"Don't delay, let's go to the temple. ”

"Yes, yes, the old girl you like is coming soon. I'm looking forward to you two ......"

"I said I didn't like Mina!"

"Hee-hee, then why don't you guess we're talking about the Swan Girl?