Hermione, who was already extremely nervous, glanced back at the White Witch's sleigh, and then said with a pale face, "Oh no!

"Let's split up! At present, we can only run one and count one. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Al sighed unwillingly, "We meet at Aslan!"

Tumnath and Asaph also knew that the situation was urgent, and they could not afford to delay, so when Al said this, they no longer hesitated and immediately split up and fled.

Al and Hermione walked alone, their heads bowed, running towards a forest not far ahead, trying to get rid of the White Witch under the cover of the trees.

Seeing that the people scattered and began to flee in different directions, the White Witch's sleigh was indeed disturbed, but this was only temporary, and just a few seconds later, the sleigh suddenly sped up again!

Al wanted to look back and see what the White Witch had done with their solution, but when he turned around, he was startled by what he saw.

The White Witch's sleigh was coming straight for them at great speed, and the hooves of the six reindeer were moving fast, but in the blink of an eye, they were getting closer and closer to the sleigh!

"She's still chasing us!" Hermione shouted in surprise.

Al's eyelids jumped, he really couldn't understand why the White Witch was able to find their traces accurately in this chaotic crowd!

And they only recognized them!

Al's head raced, and suddenly, he thought of a possibility.

In the world of Narnia, there are not only centaurs, but also sheep monsters, dwarfs, trolls, and a whole host of other strange races, but despite this, there are no humans alone.

Al is sure that his and Hermione's human appearance must have caught the attention of the White Witch!

Now things are getting so bad!

What to do?

Al smiled bitterly, he knew that since the White Witch had targeted them, they would not be able to outrun the sleigh at the speed they ran.

It seems that this time it is really a catastrophe!

Glancing at Hermione beside him, Al gritted his teeth, suddenly stood still, and said to Hermione: "It's not a way to go on like this, you keep running, I'll delay you time!"

"What?" Hermione was stunned for a moment, then realized what Al meant.

"I don't!" Hermione bit her lower lip and looked at Al, and said stubbornly, "If we want to run, we will run together, or we will stay together!

Al shook his head with a wry smile.

"If we both stay, we're going to end up dying together, and that's pointless. Al grabbed Hermione's right hand and said, "Since the prophecy says that the White Witch will be destroyed, we can only choose to believe it." ”

"I'm here to buy time for you, if you go to the stone table to find Aslan, there will be a way to save me, but if you stay with me, we will have no hope of being rescued at all!"

"But......" Hermione's eyes moistened, and she looked at Al with a reluctant expression, although she knew that Al was right, she just didn't want to leave.

"Hermione, that's the only way to do it now. Al let go of Hermione's hand and said, "Go ahead, if we delay any longer, none of us will be able to escape." ”

Two lines of tears flowed down Hermione's face, even if she was reluctant, Hermione was also a girl who knew right from wrong, and now, she could only grit her teeth and make a decisive decision.

"Al, you must wait for me to come back!"

Al watched Hermione leave until she was a little farther away, then turned back.

At the same time, the White Witch's sleigh had already arrived in front of El almost at the same time. The dwarf on the sleigh pulled the reins, and several reindeer stopped at the same time.

It was only then that Al finally got a clear view of the White Witch's appearance.

The White Witch was taller than the average woman, wearing a white fur jacket and a gorgeous white dress, a crystal crown in the shape of icicles, and long flaxen-colored hair hanging down from her right shoulder.

Her skin was pale, her lips were as rosy as blood, and although her appearance was beautiful, it was more of a noble temperament that emanated from the inside out.

But what impressed Al the most was the White Witch's cold, fierce eyes that were not angry.

Because the White Witch ruled Narnia for a full hundred years, Al couldn't tell the exact age of the White Witch from the outside.

When the sleigh came to a stop, the White Witch rose from her seat, a crystal scepter in her hand, and looked at Al condescendingly.

"What is your name, son of Adam?"

The White Witch's voice was hoarse, but magnetic.

Al swallowed his saliva, just standing in front of the White Witch, he already felt a strong sense of oppression from her.

This is not some psychological effect, but Al did perceive the insurmountable gap in strength between them from the White Witch!

And the most important thing is that the white witch's body exudes a very strong queen aura all the time!

This dangerous, deadly aura was something Al had never felt before.

"Son of Adam, I ask you again. ”

"As is etiquette, shouldn't you introduce yourself before I give my name?" Al calmed down before snorting coldly.

It's not that Al wants to provoke the White Witch on purpose, but he has to show that he has no fear in front of the White Witch.

"Bastard!" cried the dwarf, "how dare you speak to the Great Queen in such a tone!

Al gave the dwarf a cold look, and Li ignored him.

"Do you think I don't know if you don't tell me?" said the White Witch, smiling sarcastically, and tapping her scepter to her feet, "Edmund, tell me who he is. ”

Only then did Al notice that there was a shivering boy curled up at the White Witch's feet, and it was Edmund!

Edmund was dressed in thin clothes, his face was pale from the cold, and his gray-haired, embarrassed appearance made Al barely recognize him.

Edmund hugged his shoulders and stood up, his head bowed, not daring to look El in the eye at all.

"Speak quickly!" the White Witch glared at Edmund disapprovingly, and shouted sternly.

"He's ...... Is it ......" Edmund opened his mouth hesitantly, and glanced at Al secretly, but did not continue.

After waiting for a long time, the White Witch didn't wait for Edmund's words, she frowned, and gave Edmund a resounding slap with her backhand.

Syllable!

"Useless stuff!"