"The last question." The negotiations slowly flowed through the extremely friendly atmosphere. During this period, Xiao Annie woke up and Chen Senran began to tease her and tell her ghost stories. Because this negotiation was actually nothing, after finalizing some exchanges of interests, the negotiations ended with Karthas and Chen Senran to the north.

When the negotiations were over, Chen Senran was about to take Kalsas out of the tent and head to the north, Murphy asked the last question.

"Why did you choose me?" He narrowed his sharp eyes and raised his eyebrows, like a lion who wanted to rush to eat.

Unfortunately, Karthas was carrying his back and didn't care about his aggressiveness at all. He stroked his dim staff and said in a relaxed tone: "If I say I'm very patriotic, do you believe it?"

"Don't believe it." Murphy laughed, as if he didn't plan to continue the issue.

"Actually, I don't believe it either." Karthas also laughed.

"Then, I wish you all the best."

"Bon Voyage."

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"So why?" Chen Senran was suddenly interested in this question, so he asked this question after walking out of the tent.

"Why..." Karthas put down the curtain of the tent, as if he was thinking about this question, and he spoke for a long time later.

"Probably... it's because Elena likes the flowers on the West Coast very much. I don't want one day to bloom beautiful flowers there again." Kalsas seemed a little uncertain, and he smiled, "Okay, let's go, I like your cars very much." Kalsas was no longer obsessed with this issue. Maybe it's just that Elena likes the flowers on the West Coast very much, so he wanted those flowers to bloom immortally.

"Oh, by the way, Lao Du, your driving skills are also very good." He began to walk outside, and while walking, he still praised Lao Du who was walking in front of him. However, Lao Du did not respond at all.

"That's right." Chen Senran looked at Karthas's arrogant back, and couldn't help but sigh. This old monster who had lived for hundreds of years is really...

"Good it to Elena." The little girl who had been hiding in Chen Senran's arms also raised her head and looked at the man who was not so tall and mighty and mighty man who was gradually hiding in the fog.

"Yes." Chen Senran touched the little loli's head and walked towards the heavy fog.

"That... Xiao Sensen..." Little Annie leaned back into Chen Senran's arms, pressed her little face against Chen Senran's chest, feeling the beating of his heart.

"What?" Chen Senran lowered his head, trying to see the little loli's expression clearly, but the fog covered her eyebrows.

"Well...if..." The little girl twisted her body a little uneasy, as if she didn't know how to speak, "If...one day...I...I..." She me for a long time, and finally closed her eyes and whispered as if she was willing to give up.

"If one day I die..." But before I could finish speaking, I was interrupted by Chen Senran.

"Silly girl." Chen Senran stopped, lifted the little loli up, let her eyes look into his eyes, and said seriously, "You are not allowed to say such things. With me here, how could you die?"

With me here, how could you die?

"Yeah," Little Annie smiled, and the smile brightly broke through the entire fog at that moment.

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People who wanted to save the world were still riding on the endless road in carriages, and the place chosen by fate was already bleeding.

It was snowing heavily at night.

It started snowing in the north again.

On the mountain, the wind is cold.

This is the end of Freljord, from here one hundred thousand yards back, is all the lands that the Howling Swamp goes north.

At this moment, the coalition formed by Avarosa and Demacia, including Avarosa, all the elderly, weak, women and children, were concentrated in this narrow corner. They were only a little short of being completely driven out of Freljode's land.

He was already forced to the end of his journey.

"It's really unlucky... I have to come out to watch at such a cold night. Why do you think we must help these savages? They are completely out of the way. It's better to go back to the west coast to have two glasses of ale." A Demacia soldier wearing blue and white armor took a breath, looked at the vast and boundless dark earth in front of him, and couldn't help complaining.

"Silence, if you hear these words by General Garen, you will be dead." A soldier beside him said coldly, staring at the front without blinking, as if afraid that a sharp scimitar would slash out from there in the next moment.

"Anderson, you are just timid... I... hum..." The guy who was stabbed by him muttered a few words but stopped saying anything. After all, he was full of awe for Garen.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, almost flooding the guard post set at the forefront.

"I said Anderson..." The guy who seemed to have a lot of words began to talk to his companions next to him again. After all, it was difficult to get through without talking in such a cold and bitter night.

Some other comrades have become accustomed to this guy who talks a lot. Although the rules in the army cannot speak during duty, everyone has accustomed to this matter at this time.

"I said Jason, where is your wine? If you give me some wine, what will happen if I chat with you?" Another guy who was also lying in the snow said with a smile.

"There is a bird-haired wine. My wine has been taken away long ago. I don't know which bastard reported it to me, which made me beaten thirty military sticks. Damn, if I know which one it is, I will definitely kill him." The talkative ghost named Jason was obviously an old soldier in the army, and he spoke one after another.

"It must be those barbarians. You see, they usually look unhappy with us, and they must not be able to see you have good wine." The guy who was asking for wine seemed to have endless resentment when he talked about the barbarians. "Look, those barbarians really don't know how to be grateful. I came from Demacia to help them. As a result, we have always done this kind of vigil job. They went back to bed with comfortably. It's really..."

"You all say less..." The person who spoke was the one named Anderson, who looked like a good old man.

"Go, you're timid." The guy who was asking for wine was not happy at this time Anderson was not happy, and he mocked him and continued his chatter, "Anyway... uh..."

Suddenly, the voice of the guy who was about to say something stopped abruptly, and he had only time to leave a painful moan like a rooster suddenly slammed his neck.

He never had time to say what happened afterwards anyway.

The whole world is full of wind and snow.

It's so cold.

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Chapter completed!