"No matter how long you stay here, you still think the weather here is weird."

A sloppy uncle who seemed to be covered in a glue-like costume walked through the forest with a golden scepter and couldn't help but look up at the foggy sky.

The man had a square face, a pair of small sunglasses on his face, two pieces of snot hanging from his nose at all times, and even his hair and beard looked like a gelatinous liquid.

He was one of the four top cadres of the Don Quixote family, Torrebol.

"Where have you gone? It's boring... Didn't you say there were monster pirates here?"

Torrebol walked with his scepter in small steps through the increasingly foggy forest, his tone sticky and wet.

He felt that it was getting colder and colder in the forest, so much so that the snot that had been hanging on his face had been dripping a little more, and had hovered to his chin.

"Huh... Rogue Island... Will it still snow?"

The more he walked deeper into the forest, the more Torrebol felt that the weather had become strange, as he was now, looking at the sky with a bewildered expression, and the snot on his face was dripping again, but it just didn't fall.

"There's still someone here... Hey, hey, miss, what are you doing here alone?"

As Torrebol walked, he saw a green-haired woman sitting on the tree in front of him with her back to him, and he walked closer, tilted her head and smiled lewdly.

"I heard Sister Robin say that Rogue Island was originally a summer island, time has passed, many years have passed, it is finally unable to withstand the changing season of the great route, and it has gradually been institutionalized and has become no longer eternal summer, but Rao is so, it has never fallen a single snowflake, but today it is snowing, do you know why"

The green-haired woman waved her hand, and the snowflakes in the sky suddenly changed from sparse and dotted to restless and anxious, windy and snowy, and in an instant, thousands of miles of snow drifted and snowed.

The entire forest is covered with a quilt of snow, and it is as if you have entered a snow-white world.

"Because I'm coming."

Monet's waving palm suddenly clenched into a fist, and the snowflakes gradually melted with a bleak cold air, and Torrepol's snot and hair were the first to form a layer of frost.

Torrebol felt the change in the temperature around him, frowned, and directly removed the 'slime coat' he was wrapping in, revealing his original scrawny figure.

"'Snow Girl' Monet, you already knew I was coming..."

Torrebol didn't know if he was born like this or because he ate the sticky fruit, and he spoke with a slimy goofiness.

It turned out that the forest was not filled with fog just now, but cold air!

Torrebel realized why he was feeling a little cold just now.

Monet turned to look at Torrebel with a look of disgust on his face, and then leapt from the branch and disappeared into the snow and cold air.

Torrebol swallowed, cautiously staring at the increasingly messy snowflakes around him, this woman is super bad...

"Sticky Cannon!"

Torrebol leaned down, and shot out of his body in all directions with balls of slimy slime.

But when it shot into the air, a faint layer of frost began to form on the surface, and then it fell so heavily that it almost hit Torrebol himself.

"Hehehehehe"

Monet's laughter rang out from every corner of the snowy world, and Torrebol couldn't figure out where Monet was.

Torrebol's slimy fruit is only natural in shape, but Monet's snow fruit is really natural.

The natural system has an overwhelming absolute advantage in the first half of the great voyage and the four seas, as long as it does not encounter some excessive fruits, the natural system will not suffer.

If it weren't for that, it wouldn't be recognized as the strongest of the three lines.

Torrebol knew that this would be a bad situation, so he decided to shift the battlefield and flew quickly towards the town outside the forest.

This forest is a trap that the Snow Maiden has prepared for a long time, and it is completely the home of that woman, and it is too difficult to fight her here.

In fact, as Torrepol had suspected, Monet deliberately let the people watching her spread the news that she had entered the forest.

Then she set up the forest in advance as her snowy field, quietly waiting for someone from the Don Quixote family who might arrive.

Originally, Monet thought that it would be the tall man who fought with her last time, and that man was still a little troublesome in Monet's opinion, but she didn't expect that it would be Torrebol, who she thought was the best solution.

Torrebol kept running out, looking back from time to time, but the snowflakes around his body became less and less, the cold air became thinner and thinner, and he walked out of the forest area smoothly.

"The woman didn't chase after her"

Torrebol's body once again condensed with a slime coat, and he looked at the ice and snow forest behind him with a puzzled and cautious expression.

Above the forest, Doflamingo stood on top of the ice and snow forest with a line in mid-air, frowning and scanning every corner of the forest, but he couldn't find anyone.

In the fog and wind and snow on Doflamingo's head, Monet looked at Doflamingo who was looking down for her with a serious expression.

Doflamingo's fruit abilities would be Monet's nightmare if they were all wrapped around the Armed Color, and the sharp lines scattered all over the air would make her lose most of her ability to move and greatly weaken her ability to interfere.

The last thing Monet wants to face in the entire Don Quixote family is this man.

Monet watched Doflamingo leave with a black face, and quietly hid in the clouds for a while before he breathed a sigh of relief and hurried out in the direction where Carroso was.

Until now, except for the battle between Kazan and Doflamingo, there is no clear winner or loser, the three main forces of the monster family and three of the four top cadres of the Don Quixote family have been decided.

And as a result, the three main forces of the monster family defeated the three top cadres of the Don Quixote family.

On Rogue Island, two or three other cadres of the Don Quixote family are looking for the rest of the monster family.

As everyone knows, Robin and his little brothers and sisters are staring at them in the inner world.

If Robin wanted to, he could have Sucrose open a small door, Perona let a few negative ghosts out, and then Robin was using his power to break off the heads of those people.

But Robin didn't do that, because she had just vaguely seen Doflamingo passing by in the 'Flowery Eyes' of the world outside the door.

Robin couldn't guarantee that her hands would be faster than Doflamingo's, so she didn't choose to make a rash move. Haishu.com