"Is this the world of frost, it's amazing. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" With the emergence of white light, the regent stepped into the world of his dreams for the first time, and the winter wind played in the regent's ears like a moving movement, with cold snowflakes hitting the regent's face, making him rarely show a smile that was not mixed with any color.

The Wind Chaser was full of doubts and inquiries about the Regent's performance, after all, in her cognition, the elves had almost no fate with ice and snow.

"Isn't that strange?" said the Regent, in a relaxed tone, as if he were going to meet an old friend he knew, with a joy and comfort that he had never felt before, and this snow-swept and snow-covered world was like his own backyard to him.

"It seems that the relationship between His Excellency the Lord Regent and the dragon is far from what we imagined. Windranger squinted his eyes and swept across the endless snowfield, where there was nothing but snow white.

"My relationship with the dragon shouldn't affect our deal. Although it was an inquiry, the wordless pressure made the Windranger can't help but clench his palms, and the regent's breath at this moment seemed to be like an abyss in the eyes of the elven king, and the chill was all over his body, as if he was being spied on by a fierce beast, and the uncomfortable feeling poured down his back and into his brain.

"Your Excellency the Lord Regent is really hidden. "Windranger was a bit of a surprise.

"Shouldn't I be honored to be complimented by the Windrangers? ”

Faced with the Regent's secret sarcasm, the Windranger didn't care, just smiled slightly, and refocused his gaze on the endless snowfield.

Ignoring the secret rivalry between the two, the Wind Chaser walked out first.

"Doesn't Lord Windranger need to summon the other Elven Kings here?" Regent Yaoyue looked at the team of only three.

"You always have to keep a hand, don't you?" The Windranger's so-called leaving a hand made the regent finally feel that this journey was not as smooth as he imagined, and even the always adventurous Windranger let the other elf kings stay in Ultramarine, just bringing the Wind Chaser, the much-excluded elf king, thinking of this, the regent couldn't help but clench the blue orb in his hand, the cold touch made him breathe a sigh of relief, it was obviously the property of the six-pillar demon god, but it made the regent feel at ease like never before, it was really a ridiculous scene.

The figures of the three of them were buried by the white snow flying in the wind, and disappeared in a blink of an eye, and the footprints left behind them also turned into white snow in an instant.

"Mr. Warcraft, do you see anything?" Isabella asked the purple Warcraft in front of her cautiously.

"Well, it's a little hard, after all, my field of expertise is not magic. Mr. Warcraft walked around the huge crater in distress, his sharp fingertips constantly tapping on the ground, and his beautiful eyes were full of doubts.

The magic elements that remain in the air are not very rich, but as a racial talent, Mr. Warcraft can still smell the mixed elements from the icy air, not only some light elements and dark elements, but most importantly, a magic element that Mr. Warcraft never knew about has been haunting it.

Seeing Mr. Warcraft's distress, Tatari and Isabella themselves were helpless, if Tatari had known what Mr. Warcraft's mirror magic was, but now, the identity of the Corruptor has made her forget too many things.

The cold was eating away at their physical strength, and Mr. Warcraft shook his furry purple fur, and the cold and blue danger began to worry Tatalie and Isabella over time.

However, the first thing they attracted was not the terrifying Pale Blue, but a mysterious girl in a black puffy skirt, and the thin steps sounded from behind the two Tatalie, and Mr. Warcraft moved his ears alertly, and cracked the corners of his mouth, revealing a low grunt, which is the most common threat for Warcraft to meet enemies.

"Ah, I really didn't expect to meet a blasphemous product, a corruptor, and a high-level demonic beast here, what a blessing. Tatali had never heard such a voice, with a hint of immaturity, but there was a kind of style that could not be ignored, and the elongated bytes in the tail note inexplicably reminded Tatali of those rumored succubi, but the girl who appeared out of thin air in front of her did not have the shape that a succubus should have, but looked almost a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl, the black puffy dress fit her body very decently, the brown and yellow hair was pulled up high, leaving only a fluffy bun on the right side, and the black top hat was worn diagonally on the head, which just covered the brown and yellow bun, revealing only a trace of messy hair。

Of course, compared to the clothing and age, what Tatali cares about most is the appearance of this girl, a typical Sfinley goose egg face, white skin without a trace of wrinkles, like a delicate gem, smooth and dazzling, a pair of big eyes revealing purple jewel-like pupils, looking at the three of them wetly, slender eyelashes are slightly curled up like a fan, a star-shaped tear mole falls on the bottom of the left eye at will, the cherry color of the small mouth faintly shows neat teeth, with the girl's every move, exhaling white mist。

But for some reason, Tatali felt a fear from the girl's body that she had never felt before, this fear had no source, as if it was engraved in her bones, and the moment she saw the girl, the fear that penetrated into the bone marrow began to pour out from all joints, devouring Tatari's remaining sanity.

It was like a fire burning in Tatari's heart, the thread of emotion in her brain broke in an instant, her feet began to weaken, and then she sat down, her two white hands weakly supported her gradually paralyzed body, and the vision in front of her began to blur, and even the push and pull of Isabella's eager cry in her ears became very distant in Tatari's eyes.

The pain surged little by little, from the limbs, from the mind, and even from the outside world, and the senses were constantly compressed, but the black girl who appeared between the pure day and the earth was so conspicuous and eye-catching, that in the end, only the girl's only figure and color were left in Tatali's eyes, and then, like an irresistible flame, rushed from the black girl's body to the kneeling Tatali, the flames rushed into the eyes, rushed into the brain, and the thinking was disordered and broken in an instant.

In the end, only endless darkness remained, and in Tatari's eyes, pupils dilated, covered with thin cracks, hands full of traces of black flames, and disordered, fractured thoughts turned into a terrifying word that took over Tatarlie's brain.

"The Four Pillars Demon God. Every word came out of her throat with unprecedented difficulty, and even with all her might, all she could say was a hoarse roar, and she couldn't even name the horrible being, she couldn't look at it, she couldn't say it, it was the shackles of being a corruptor.

"Tatarli, Tatarli!" Isabella held the collapsed corrupt elf, the hot heat made the puppet lady can't help but let out a low breath, but what made her even more anxious was the black blood flowing from Tatary's eyes and her godless eyes, black markings swirling up the back of her hand, covering almost every place where bare skin could be seen.

"It's so fragile, what's the use of this kind of soul, sometimes I really can't figure out what those idiots are thinking. The complaining words came out of the mouth of the black girl in front of her, Isabella subconsciously met the girl's eyes, and at that moment, the soul fixed in the body shook violently, and at this moment, Mr. Warcraft's not tall figure blocked the middle of the two, isolating the eyes as deep as darkness.

"Mr. Warcraft. Isabella groaned in pain, the shock of her soul almost completely dissipated her, and the indescribable pain traveled through her body.

"Great presence, hats off to you. Mr. Warcraft lowered his posture, curled up his fur, and retracted his claws, showing a rare sign of panic and fear, that huge force almost covered all of Mr. Warcraft's vision, even pure white snow could not stop the deep darkness.

"What a fun guy. The black girl was in an unexpectedly good mood, perhaps because she saw Mr. Warcraft's respect, or because she saw Tatalie's miserable situation.

Sensing the mood of the black girl, Mr. Warcraft quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but then an unstoppable momentum hit his face, blowing away the snowflakes, disrupting Mr. Warcraft's hair, and the body sticking to the ground was also in the momentum of the attack, constantly retreating, and the sharp claws left deep scratches on the hard ground.

"It's just a pity, I already have an obedient pet, otherwise you're a good fit. The momentum continued to rise, the darkness continued to deepen, and Mr. Warcraft could not refute the statement that the black girl regarded it as a pet, because from the climbing momentum and black aura, the animal's instinct told Mr. Warcraft that the young lady's words were not a joke.

"That's a pity. Mr. Warcraft smiled dryly, trying to shrink his body as much as possible, so as to block Isabella and Tatali behind him, this momentum is by no means something the two of them can bear, especially Tatali, the identity of the Corruptor has already revealed the worst results when she faced this black girl.

"Temporary pets are still OK, though. The black girl was very satisfied with Mr. Warcraft's answer, her cherry-colored lips hooked up a shallow smile, and then the palm wrapped in black lace gently waved down in front of her, without the slightest magic fluctuation, and there was no transmission of battle intent, with brute force alone, the black girl cut through the space with her palm, and the black light flashed from the torn space crack, the black girl looked at Mr. Warcraft, and after making a heel move, the high heel had stepped into the black space crack.

Mr. Warcraft shook his head in awe, did not resist, just obediently put Isabella and Tatali on his back, the sudden weight made the high-level Warcraft a little unbearable, but it still took a brisk step, followed the black girl into the spatial rift, and there was nothing left in the royal court, only the roaring blue and the howling cold wind.