"Saya?!" Ron looked at the person blocking the golden guy's shot in disbelief, the familiar face, the unfamiliar hair color, just like the voice of the past, the scene of his countless fantasies and meeting her, he never expected such a meeting, he stretched out his hand to say something, she shook her head, looked at his former friend and him, beckoned the guy in golden armor, disappeared into the wind and snow, on the iron rope he looked into the distance in distraction, there was only the boundless wind and snow, and the sound of the soft sound in his ears. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Boy, go to the end, come over and you'll find the answer you want. It was the voice of the glittering guy just now, and he looked ahead, at the green forest, and took a new step. Unconsciously suddenly appeared in front of Clothea, he turned around, Clotea's eyes were closed, his brows were furrowed, it seemed that he had encountered something terrible, there was even a lot of blood in many places on his body, he wanted to reach out to help, but was bounced away by an invisible wall of qi, so that the originally balanced body almost lost its center of gravity, he looked at each other silently, standing in the wind and snow waiting for her to wake up.

Clotea came to a place shrouded in mist, she tried to find her way, and walked along a place, and the mist gradually dissipated, revealing a small shrub, and several snow-colored creatures, constantly opening their mouths and sticking out their long tongues, looking at Crothea with a flattering look.

"What is this?" she picked up one of them, her soft appearance making her a little delighted, "Snow Spirit Beast, the legendary thing is rarer than snow elves." ”

"Crodia, you're back?!" Ron's voice came from the cabin not far away. She looked up and saw him standing in the doorway with an apron and a gentle smile, calling her name.

"You, are you calling me?" her face burned a little, and he had already taken her hand and walked towards the house. The smell of the food made her a little tempted, but she was a little uneasy sitting at the dinner table.

"Ron, aren't we on the run?"

"Run away? why?" he looked at her suspiciously, and gently touched her head, "You've been too tired lately, so get some rest." ”

"But!" she tried to say, her mouth already filled with a piece of fish.

"You're so cute. He rubbed her hair again, gently and incredibly.

The green-haired girl walked into the house with brisk steps, hurriedly picked up her food and took it to her mouth, and when she had finished eating, she threw the empty bowl to Ron, and said another bowl, and looked at Crotea.

"That, Saya, what's wrong?" Crotea asked, embarrassed by the creepy staring.

"Rice. Saya's fingers gently touched her face, and the cold feeling made Crotea's heart ache slightly, "Woo, I don't seem to be normal anymore lately, Clodia, don't you say?"

"Huh?" looked at Saya a little blankly, and Crotea had a big question mark on her head. The sound of knocking on the ground interrupted Clodia's train of thought again, and the gray-haired old man walked slowly into Clotea's sight on crutches, and the next moment, with tears in her eyes, she looked at the old man who suddenly appeared, she knocked down the chair, broke her knee, and stumbled in front of him. Not a word, only silent tears rolled down the land.

"Well, why are you crying? You're the little angel of the town. The old man patted her on the shoulder, she looked out, and the familiar faces appeared clearly in front of her, and she burst into tears.

"Clodia, why are you crying?" Ron grabbed her trembling shoulders and swung her head over her to gently wipe her tears, while Saya hugged her body and whispered:

"Stay, you've been gone long enough, stay. Her words were like a spell, invading her mind from time to time, and she struggled, trembling, and fearful.

On the other side, Ron watched in surprise as the ice crystals began to condense on Crodia's body, bombarding the air shield that blocked him over and over again, trying to wake Crodia. When he was bounced off again, when he stabilized his body, he also stopped on the wire like Clodia, and the rest of the people who stepped on the wire also stopped for a while. The whole scene is extremely weird.

"Why don't you go up this road. Flender had a blonde man beside him, and if Ron had been there, he would have recognized this man as the man in golden armor.

"Seeing your outfit, I like the guy I know more. Flender sat on the edge of the cliff and said lightly, "The curse of the Snow Witch is really a terrible thing. He snapped his fingers, and the wind and snow around him formed a strange circle, spinning around him.

"Who are you, why are you doing this?" "Wind and snow gathered a figure, and the ice-blue haired Saya stared at Flender deadly, "The purpose of destroying the Winter Forest is not for the sake of some unwarranted heroic power, is it?!"

"Young Snow Witch, hehe. Flender put his hood on, "Accidents are always so sad. ”

Where did this inexplicable fear and familiarity come from, I didn't see him, but I felt as if I had known him a thousand times. The golden Gixiu pulled out a red and black knight's spear from his side, ready to go to war at any moment.

"Even the weapons used are the same, which is a bit of a surprise. The other party's reaction could not be seen under the black hood, but Saya's face had changed drastically, and the magic in his hand converged to disperse the wind and snow circle, and Flender wearing the hood had disappeared. She flung out a vine in hatred and glided through the mountains.

And Ron and Crothea on the chain suffered a great crisis.

Ron faced the flying dragon, his eyes were calm, but his body was very honestly trembling, roaring, swinging his sword again and again, launching magic again and again, failing again and again, and being smashed again and again and seriously injured.

"Haha, my stupid brother, do you think it's all like those poets who just roar out of their mouths? Wearing a golden crown on his head, he couldn't see the face of the man who taught Ron magic by hand, but the intimate care and genuine care made Ron extremely touched, he was always in trouble in the castle at a young age, and that person always maintained his presence like that, he called him brother, the gentle and considerate brother.

Warmth is always very intoxicating, when Ron's body began to attach a layer of ice, a sudden blood color shattered the ice on his body, Ron, who was intoxicated by his brother's gentle feelings, fell out of his body A few copper shells, he looked at the copper shells on the ground in a distracted manner, when his brother picked up the copper shells and was about to throw them away, he went crazy and pounced.

Saya, Saya, Saya!!

At the same time, his eyebrows seemed to crack, and he squatted on the ground in pain, his eyes were already bright red, and the memory suddenly came flooding up as if the embankment had burst.

"My foolish brother, struggle forever with this hatred. The man stood in the flames of the sky and laughed like a demon god, buried in the rubble and agonizing for the moment to be rescued. The memory came to an abrupt end, he slowly opened his eyes, looking at the wounds on his body and the ice slag left behind after the ice shattered, and the unfinished dream in his head, he felt that the next scene was the most important, perhaps related to the golden touch of gold in the dream for a long time. But at this time, he shook his head, shook off these useless thoughts, and looked at the ice attached to Crotea's body, his eyes full of worry.

"Come on, Crodia, the dream is beautiful, but is it really what you want?"

"Crodia, don't you want to be with us?" Saya asked, looking at Crotea, who suddenly pulled out the pan. Ron's hands gripping her shoulders were also freed from her at this moment. She wiped away her tears and proudly pointed the pan at the two of them.

"Stupid, of course I want to be with you. But definitely not now. She carried the pan with a smile on her face, turned her head, looked at the familiar smiling faces, and the scenes of laughter and laughter in front of her eyes were replayed, she smiled at the old man, "Hey, Dad, the girl has no money, give me some Jinbeibei." ”

The old man's face was full of surprise, but Crotea laughed wildly.

"I, Crotea, the little devil of Winter Town, have fought no less than a thousand battles since I was born, my father, Ruta, is the greatest magician in Winter Town, and when the town is destroyed, let her daughter see his most handsome side, Saya, my best friend, our bond will not be severed, Ron, this boy who has known each other for a short time, when everything is settled, I will definitely use this pan to clean you up. Purple flames rose into the sky, and Clotea stood quietly in the crowd, and every word she said, a tear was steamed dry by the flames, "Terry, this town guard captain who doesn't know when he will have a girlfriend, he is so powerful with a wind sword in one hand, but it's a pity that he won't have a chance to fight again, Aunt Mora, I've always been so beautiful, Uncle Locke, when will I give up his heroic story ......"

"Goodbye, my beloved town. ”

On the iron cable, the ice on Crodia's body melted one by one, and Ron watched in surprise as Crotea came out, greeted by a pitch-black frying pan.

"Why are you so nice to me, why do you want to cook for me, why do you want me to ......" The thumping sound kept hitting Ron's body, "Because of you, I almost ....." She choked, her face unusually red from the cold wind, she paused, and whispered:

"I'm back, Ron. ”

"Yes, welcome back. Crotea. Ron blocked the pan and said, "It's just this way of welcome, can you change it in the future?!"

"You, have an opinion?" she raised her flaming red hair, pursed her little mouth, and after a moment, looking at his appearance, she laughed sneeringly, "Fool." ”