My body is like cold iron, but my heart is like glass.

- Tonya

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Whether it's the three ancient sisters of Freljord, or the Ash and Sejuani in the background that Aslan knows, it seems that all pure Ice Descendants are all white-haired because of the power of frost.

And now, Aslan finds himself with gray hair as well.

Silver-haired and blue-eyed, handsome, because his body was affected by Lisandro's ice power, he didn't feel cold even when he was wearing a single coat, and his tall and strong body was perfect on the ice.

There is a special temperament.

Rao is Lisan Zhuo's state of mind in Gujing Wubo, and when he saw him, he had a hint of abruptness in an instant.

Perhaps for her, the Aslan in front of her was the only thing she had tirelessly affected her dreams for more than ten years, and it was the only comfort she had in her long life of loneliness and boredom in the Frostguard Fortress for so many years.

Or rather.

Looking at Aslan, Lisandro felt a joy similar to that of a gardener, and called "growth and nurturing".

Squinting and looking at Aslan, who was feeling her power, she seemed to have thought of something, controlled her Frost Shadow finger to form a magic seal, and slowly stretched out her finger and dotted it on his forehead, and a large number of frost-related spells were also transmitted.

For her, who is proficient in frost spells, this is nothing more than a few spell tricks and tricks.

"How do you feel now?"

She asked.

Aslan looked up and met Lisandro's elegant, narrow but empty eyes, and the deep tenderness on the other person's face felt familiar.

He had seen it countless times in his dreams.

"I feel...... It's never been better! ”

Aslan replied honestly,

"Good—"

Lisandro controlled her Frost Phantom and raised her slender white fingers, leaned over and lightly touched Aslan's lips, although her expression didn't change much, Aslan still felt the tacit satisfaction on her face.

"Don't forget our promise in our dreams, and I look forward to meeting you at my sacrifice, my little Aslan."

Although her own body could not come out of the Frostguard Fortress, Lisandro had already sent her own sacrifice to Aslan's location.

"A promise in a dream?"

Aslan got up from the ground, a little puzzled by what he had said, and before he could say anything, he saw the frost phantom controlled by Lisandro melt into the air, and the figure disappeared in a hurry, and soon, he heard another ethereal voice coming from behind him.

"You're Aslan, the southerner favored by the witch queen?"

Hearing the voice, Aslan turned and looked up.

A priest riding a clawed beast was clinging to a rock wall not far away, looking down on him, exuding a bitter chill from his body.

Wildclaw is an upgraded version of Wild Claw, they are larger, faster, stronger, and highly ranked, making them the apex predator creatures of Freljord.

And at this moment, the six-clawed brute full of Freljord's wild aura was clawing at the rock wall with its hook claws, and the ice was scratched out of debris under its sharp claws, and it looked at Aslan and greedily licked the blue fangs that showed between its kisses.

Aslan also saw the talking knight on the back of the clawed beast.

A pure Ice Descendant, with long bright pale silver hair tied in a big braid like Lisandro, and a metal headband with blue runes tied at the end of the braid, her eyes were like deep blue crystals, which seemed to glow with faint starlight, her lips were slightly pursed, and her face was neither smiling nor cold, looking like a frost puppet who had not yet learned how to get along with people.

As the clawed beast leaped down the distant rock wall, Aslan, who was standing there, could see more clearly.

The woman was tall and dressed in a fit that perfectly matched the wild style of the Freljords, and she was beautiful, but what was even more striking was the heroic and bright air on her face.

The felt breastplate couldn't hide the scenery that was about to blow out of her chest, as if she couldn't feel the cold, her small waist was completely exposed to the wind and snow, and Aslan even saw a lovely navel and a glittering blue frost rune on her smooth lower abdomen.

These runes are all engraved on the skin by the shaman with special powers, in general, this woman is very blue, and all the features seem to have the characteristics of frost, if it weren't for Aslan who has also become an ice descendant now, I am afraid that she will be frozen by the cold on her body.

Seeing that Aslan didn't speak, the comer took off his helmet with his left hand, and stepped forward with a black sword almost half a human high in his right hand, like a Valkyrie descending in the cold winter, and his eyes were indaring.

"I don't know if I'm being favored or not, but I think I'm what you call Aslan."

Aslan stepped forward and said to the female Iceborn who had jumped down from the Clawed Beast.

Feeling the Ice Power Seed that belonged to Lisandro on Aslan's body, the priestess soothed the restless Wild Claw Beast with her palm, and then looked at him, "Following the witch queen's call, I will return to the south with you." ”

There was an irresistible coldness in her words, and Aslan nodded, he already knew that this woman was the Draron sacrifice that Lisandro had spoken.

A strong Ice Descendant, or a very 'big' Ice Descendant.

Freljord's water and soil are very good, Ash, Sejuani, and Lisandro are all very large.

"Tonya—" Icesmaid rested her helmet on the hilt of her sword, "Tonya of the Wild Hunt." As if thinking of something, she held out her hand to Aslan as she introduced herself, "Kiss my fingertip, it's said to be a ritual for you southerners." ”

"Southerners?"

The sudden arrival of the Ice Breed and her sudden bold move made Aslan a little confused, but looking at the finger handed over by the other party, he still held it and touched it gently.

"Thank you for coming, Tonya, and thank you for the Witch Queen's generosity." The small contact was completed in an instant, and Aslan felt a great power in the Ice Breed in front of him.

Obviously, her purpose does not seem so simple.

The outfit on her body all showed that she was one of the three closest priests to Lisandro.

The person in front of her, the Ice Descendant, in Aslan's own words, is probably a career level that is already at the top of the mortal realm, and if she wants to advance again, she needs Lisandro to give her more gifts, but it is enough to ensure her safety and solve most of the crises.

"I will assist you in your mission as the Witch Queen orders."

After making contact with the man in front of her, Tonya touched her cheek as Aslan turned around, and she just felt a heat that penetrated into her heart.

She subconsciously raised her hand and prayed as a shaman.

"Thank you, thank you for the cold winter..."

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