The night wind was very strong and very cold. It started to snow again in Frelljord's night. The huge snow fell down and fell on the clothes and soaked in the skin, and finally penetrated into the bones. It was a biting pain to think about it.

But Ezreal would not feel cold. It should be said that he would never feel cold again. Even if he poured a bucket of ice water over his current body, he would not feel a trace of it.

It was cold, what a luxury. He wanted to smile so much, but fortunately his head had not been completely transformed into mechanization. His skin that originally belonged to him finally pulled it and gave him some comfort to him.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and a thick layer was accumulated on his shoulders, covering his entire body wrapped in a wide linen robe, with no sign of melting. Because he no longer had the same thing as body temperature.

So he had to move to shake off some snow so that he would not really turn into a snowman and make it impossible for the person who came to find him.

He had already stood here with half a magical magic. If he had put it in the past, he would have felt very unhappy and felt insulted, but now he was just a little worried that his companions would come to find him. Since his body was completely transformed into a mechanical body, his very passionate emotions that belonged to humans suddenly faded a lot.

If you wait for another quarter of an hour, even if you can hide your emotional instability, you will be able to see something. After all, what you follow this time is not a fuel-efficient lamp.

Ezreal thought of shaking the snow on his shoulders. The metal body made by the perfect Hex Technology did not make any strange sound, only the snow fell on the ground and rustled.

"Sulhu--" It was still the sound of falling snow. But this was not the sound of snow falling from Ezreal's body. This sound came from behind him, about five hundred yards.

There was also a slight sound of stepping on the snow. Ezrel nodded with satisfaction. Although he has become a human and a ghost now, he has to say that this body is really terrifying.

Ezreal did not rush to turn around and greet him, but silently for several seconds. Since his body was transformed, his brain was added with an auxiliary magical cerebellum by Hemerdinger, which made his computing power reach a terrible level. Simply put, he can now calculate the wind direction in an instant, and then shoot a mosquito that is hiding in such a storm-snowing night, if there are really mosquitoes here.

In three minutes and twenty-five seconds, the footsteps stopped behind Ezreal.

"You are thirty-three minutes and twenty-five seconds late." Ezreal said this before the other party spoke. His voice was completely removed due to the transformation of his body. He used magical electronic synthesizers, which sounded very mechanical veneer. Even if Hemodinger kindly added a little change, his voice sounded a little bit of a male low magnetic nature, he still couldn't get rid of the mechanical flaws.

But the advantage is that no matter whether Ezreal is angry or happy, no one can hear it. This is a benefit.

"Sorry, you know, it suddenly started to snow heavily halfway. It's so unlucky, oh, I said, Mr. Ezeril, my great explorer, you are so cool." The late guy apologized without any sincerity, and even commented on Ezeril's body in an extremely teasing and provocative tone in the second half of the sentence.

This guy seemed to have some damn strong curiosity. After saying this, he actually walked around in front of Ezreal and stretched out a dark-skinned hand to lift Ezreal's linen robe to see what was going on inside.

"Nethers, you're wasting your time." Ezreal didn't mean to stop it, but used his eyes that were now hidden under the high-energy mirror of Hex, and looked at the ugly smiling dog face on the opposite side with a robe covered in heavy snow.

"Okay." Nathers seemed to feel bored, and withdrew his hand and brushed the snow on his bag, smiling a little surprised, "If it were the past, you would have been furious."

"To be honest..." Ezreal stretched out his hidden mechanical arm from his linen gown, watching the blue metal reflecting the dim color under the dim moonlight, and was a little confused. "I don't remember what anger looks like."

The snow did not stop at all. The wind and snow covered everything, including the moonlight.

"Speak the truth." When the darkness fills the whole world, things that flow in the dark begin to float to the surface.

"I didn't go to see Svein, and I don't agree with working with him." Despite the heavy wind and snow, the dog-headed man subconsciously lowered his voice, as if it was due to some professional habit.

"Reason." Ezreal still said mechanically.

"You are really..." The dog-headed man showed surprise again. If it were the past, if his plan was interrupted, the guy in front of him would definitely not hesitate to express the stupidity of that person in a proud tone. "I have done business with so many people on the mainland, and there are two people who are most afraid of. The first is Lalivash, and the second is Svein. Lalivash is too strong and I can't see through it. Svein may have seen through me."

"Your suggestion." I have to say that Ezreal is now completely like a machine.

"You go to join Garen first. It is easy to kill someone, let alone in the crowd of troops. There is no need to sell Piltwolf's interests to kill Chen Senran. You must know that your identity in Piltwolf is still useful." The dog-headed man was chilling and grinned as if he was smiling.

"Yes." Ezreal agreed without hesitation.

"You..." The dog-headed man cracked his mouth in surprise for the third time tonight.

"I haven't forgotten my hatred. In fact, the only thing I can still feel is the human aura in my body now is pride, hatred." Ezeril said with a dull look in the mechanical sound of the veneer, "I will definitely dig out Chen Senran's heart with my own hands."

The empty mechanical sound does not have any emotion, but the cold tone has the deepest murderous aura for no reason.

The kobold couldn't help but tremble for a moment, and didn't know what made him so cold.

"It's so cold, I'll leave first." The dog-headed man nodded at Ezreal and began to walk the way he had been.

The moment of trampling on the body.

"Actually, you hate me too." The kobold whispered, "You could have died proudly without having to live like a monster like this."

The wind was very strong, and the words of the dog-killer were vaguely like a fox whisper.

"Yes." After a long time, Ezreal said.

The dog-headed man couldn't help but turn his head, trying to see what was in his once proud but now empty eyes, but was blocked by the wind and snow all over the sky.

"But the experiment was successful, and my understanding of energy and ** has improved. I am very happy." The kobold laughed hard, wanting to make himself more hateful. In fact, he originally wanted to say that I was a little sad to see you like this. But that was too pretentious. Two people who were just using each other, why should they act like friends? So he could only try to laugh.

But the wind was too strong, and the laughter was pulled like crying.

"I will kill you before I die." Ezrel gave the answer Nathers wanted.

"I'll wait." Nathers laughed. This time from the bottom of his heart, he suddenly felt that he was actually a little kind.

OK. Damn kindness.

He waved goodbye because he heard a sound coming from afar.

"Ezeril..." is a girl's voice, she should be very beautiful.

"Ezeril, you're here..." The beautiful girl walked to Ezeril who was still standing still in place and said with some concern.

"Yeah, go, Catherine." Ezreal glanced at the girl in front of her, not daring to look at her eyes.

It was filled with a lot of things he had been intoxicated with, but it was not something that his inhuman body could bear now.

So he avoided his eyes and walked forward.

The snow is so heavy.

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Thank you, Brother Porridge. Thank you, and thank you, all the brothers who are supporting me.
Chapter completed!