From all the information, it seems that the ultimate goal of the frost queen’s hatred is actually … Little Annie.
Chen Senran has come and doesn’t want to think about what little Annie is. His hands move again and tear up an enemy with a ferocious face.
"I need …"
"You go first." Del Xiu cut back a face with a sword and spoke this sentence cleanly.
"Thank you" Chen Senran was a little surprised. In fact, he actually came to the root regardless of whether the other party would agree or not. He had to go, but he didn’t expect the other party to be more considerate than he thought. However, he had a hard time establishing his prestige in the eyes of these Demaxians, and he must have swayed.
But so what?
Nothing can compare with her.
In the snowstorm, Chen Senran said with a mad dog-like momentum that all the way tore the courage to stop others from leaving toward the dark side.
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It will get up early.
So I’m an asshole and I can’t work two shifts.
be sorry
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The night was long and Chen Senran panicked.
In a panic, Chen Senran runs very fast like a dog driven crazy.
Chen Senran hasn’t run like a mad dog for a long time. I remember the first time he ran like this when he was a teenager. At that time, he was guarding the only flower in the desert. One night, there was a strong wind. That’s how he ran. He wanted to block all the twists and turns for the flower before the wind broke it.
Unfortunately, he ran too slowly, or it may be that the wind was too strong, and the flowers eventually withered.
He secretly cried all night, which was one of the few times he cried.
Chen Senran doesn’t like crying, and he can’t stand to see a flower wither any more.
Therefore, he runs faster than ever. If he condensed the flame energy on his legs like a gust of wind before, then he is now filling every inch of leg muscles, joints and nerves with the flame energy. He almost squeezed out every flame energy in his body. He felt that the little sun on his chest was wailing, and he felt that his body might collapse at any moment.
But he transcends the wind and everything. It’s like you can’t keep time forever.
It seems that he will never be able to breathe in the dark, so he was left behind by Chen Senran. He passed over the tall statue of the queen and stood directly in front of the cascade of stairs that seemed to lead to the sky.
Then, then, he finally saw the girl.
That flower
He finally breathed a little sigh of relief. Fortunately, this time he was fast enough not to let the strong wind get close to him sometimes.
Although his muscles were beating constantly and his brain almost suffocated to death due to lack of oxygen, he still twitched a little and laughed, and tried his best to squeeze out two words from his throat, "Girl …"
It’s almost like talking to yourself. It’s very light and very light. It’s almost a glass of wine whistling and the wind devouring it. But it’s been firmly on the stairs. Like a devout pilgrim, the little girl’s back is paused. She seems to want to turn her head, but she is restricted by some strange force to continue walking.
Chen Senran knows that it must be the influence of the frost queen’s curse. It seems that the curse has a terrible influence on the spirit and can directly affect a person’s will.
But without herself, she has reached her side, only a few dozen steps and hundreds of yards away, and no one can take her away again.
Chen Senran inhaled deeply, and his powerful recovery ability made the negative influence caused by his rapid running almost disappear. He took a long breath and walked towards the stairs.
The staircase is very wide, and dozens of people can walk side by side at the same time, but it is not long. With excellent night vision, Chen Senran can almost vaguely see the vague outline of the palace at the end of the staircase from the bottom.
Tall and ferocious, like a silent mountain in the dark night, that’s the hall of the frost queen in the past, isn’t it? It’s also the strange queen who was finally besieged and cursed in front of tens of millions of people cutting their heads from the ground.
For hundreds of years, the lonely-headed queen has been sitting on her throne with her head in her arms, watching with resentment that everything in the world devours all creatures that dare to approach her.
But why did the frost queen choose little Annie?
It is obvious that little Annie is the one who is most cursed by the so-called curse, and there is definitely some terrible plot by the other party to let little Annie go to that palace.