The scattered raindrops fell on the face of the sleeping boy, and the slightly trembling eyes slowly opened, and the leaves in the eyes almost covered the entire sky, and only the sound of wind and rain echoed in the ears. He covered his forehead with his hands www.biquge.info wiped the rain from it, and turned his head to see the red-haired girl next to him curled up beside the tree trunk with his knees in her arms, one hand tightly tied to his other.

He patted the hand she was tied to, and she woke up with a fright, and her dagger appeared in her hand, staring around vigilantly until she pulled at the hand she had tied to him. Her long, rain-soaked red hair fell over her head like a rotten vegetable leaf. She struggled to pull out a smile, but in the end it turned into endless tears in his deep pupils, sliding down with the rain.

"Clodia, lost?" The deep pupils seemed to be filled with endless anger, but there was no trace of calm and waves, and her deep voice made her feel as if she had entered the whole bitter cold, she helped him to his feet, waiting for his decision, "What about Saya and Mora?"

Clotea looked at the boy beside her with some fear, this boy who was obviously a year younger than her exuded a palpitating aura at the moment, and she slowly spoke, telling about what happened after he fell unconscious.

“...... I was caught by him, and Sister Mora used spatial magic to save me, and she herself was sent into that teleportation magic, which was supposed to be the so-called family, as for Saya...... "Crotia lowered her eyes as if she didn't want to say anything about Saya's situation, but gritted her teeth in Ron's gaze and spoke slowly," The other party unleashed a magic that we couldn't resist, and Saya carved the teleportation array I used before and sent us out, and I finally saw her erupt into countless snow and ice that froze all the snow witch mountain, and all life in the winter forest was frozen. That guy ......."

"Say it. Ron rubbed his beating brow, as if digesting the information in front of him.

"With the help of the magic guide of spatial transfer, he escaped. After Clotea confided the last message, the whole person collapsed on the ground, "Father, Terry, Sister Mora, and finally, even Saya ...... in the end" The girl who hid her face and cried seemed to be in endless hesitation, and the long flight and fighting seemed to exhaust all her strength at this moment, he reached out and touched her hair.

"Try to get stronger. I could feel that Saya was still alive and Mora was waiting for us to rescue her. He took out a piece of meat and shoved it into his mouth. He looked at the long gone Winter Forest and clenched his fist gently. Crotea shuddered slightly, took the piece of meat from Ron's hand to replenish her strength, only to find that someone had already walked to the front.

"Hey, you're not a gentleman at all! It's true that Saya didn't die, but Winter Forest couldn't get in anymore. Crotea trotted to his side, looking at his side face with some dissatisfaction, he turned his head and watched the eldest lady of the winter town rubbing the dust off her face with a big smile, and then said softly with a standard gentlemanly courtesy:

"Miss, is there anything you need help with?" a sneering laugh sounded above his head, and he looked up as she lifted her long loose hair, tied a simple ponytail behind her head, and then stood in front of him, slapped his hand away, and said:

"You don't know, you're ugly right now. She stuck out her tongue and ran forward, and in the breeze and drizzle, a few drops of crystal sparkle went with the wind, and she turned around, put her hands behind her back, leaned slightly sideways, and smiled like a flower.

"What are you doing in a daze, and you leave. Ron was stunned for a moment, then looked again at the Winter Forest in the distance, the towering mountains covered with snow, and followed her steps and walked outside.

"Sister, she must be working hard. Ron thought like this, the blonde girl in the dream, the stubborn look, he clenched his fist again, and secretly cheered himself up, "Meshaluna." ”

When the figures of the two completely disappeared into the distant horizon, in the snow-colored palace of the Snow Witch Mountain, the blue-haired girl stood at the window, looking at the two in the distance with red and blue pupils, the struggle on her face finally turned into a sneer, she waved her hand, and the wind and snow covered this winter forest, turning this forbidden land that had been explored into one of the most terrifying areas of this continent once again.

"Now, Crodia, what will we be like when we meet next time? What do you say, Saya?"

"Until then, our fight will continue. My teacher - Maria. Another voice came from the blue-haired body, and everything around him once again turned into a confrontation between the wind and the green vine.

Ron and Clothia during the journey, constantly running in with each other's cooperation, although the cooperation on the Snow Witch Mountain is already very good, but there will always be such and such problems between the two people, after they settle down, they analyze each other's strengths and weaknesses, obviously, in terms of mind, Ron has completely exploded Crotia in various senses, whether it is formulating tactics, analyzing the situation, or comparing the strength of the enemy and us, how to fight, Crotia is far inferior, but his shortcomings are obvious, there is too little magic, it will only "explode" and superimposeAfter the "outbreak", there is a certain suppressive effect with sword skills and swordsmanship, but it is okay to deal with ordinary magicians, but it is meaningless to deal with a more powerful one, unless it makes him fall into a state of loss of control.

As for Clodia, a genius magician with fire attributes, proficient in all kinds of fire magic, she is a small mobile turret in this state, and she likes melee combat, and then it's time for her to change to magic weapons, as long as the blood-colored dagger engraved with a bat at at the end appears, Clotea is basically out of the state of assassination, and the fire attribute magic can still be released, but compared to the dagger, the effect is not so effective, in addition, it is the bloodline, purple flames, it seems that she can be excited in an excited state, once it completely turns purple, then it is basically the same as someone's out-of-control state, and the power is exaggerated。

"You're obviously a ranged magician, why do you like melee combat?" Ron and her exchanged hands without using magic, and the level of melee combat of both guys was extremely strong, often one side knocked the other party to the ground first, and the other side seized a momentary opportunity to kill the other side. You come and go and no one will let anyone, and usually such fights take place in the case of fighting for food. The loser is usually Ron, as for why, because he is a man, she is a woman, he is younger than her, and he has to be polite to the elders.

After replenishing their physical strength, the two continued to go on the road, in addition to chatting, they were basically grabbing ingredients, and the ingredients (Warcraft) near this area had been mutilated by them, of course, for the kind of Warcraft that was obviously stronger than them, they would not move, unless the other party took the initiative to find the door, and it was possible to fight.

"Mora said that your bloodline is special, so you have to go for a bloodline appraisal after you go out, so that you won't be used by people with intentions. Ron said as he thought about the black flames on Flender's body, as if wondering if the other party was also a special bloodline power or that kind of heroic power. Clotea nodded, unable to contain her anger at the thought of it.