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Northern Dragon's Nest.

Countless frost dragons inhabit here, hiding in the depths of the cave and staying with their own rare treasures.

Away from the icy snow outside, as well as the cold wind.

At this moment, an extremely majestic dragon chant sounded in the dragon's nest.

It is the dragon chant of Tagore, King of the North!

When the frost dragons heard this dragon groan, they all responded and flew out of the cave, their eyes full of surprise.

"It's

Lord Tagore!" "I heard the taste of misfortune in Lord Tagore's voice, who in Eternal Winterfell, who can hurt him!" "Eternal

Winterfell has been fighting for the past few days, and I guess it is fate there that has affected him. Watching

the frost dragon walk out of the cave and feeling a sense of security, Tagore finally couldn't support his severely injured body and fell heavily into the snow.

The surrounding snow-capped mountains trembled again, as if they were about to avalanche.

"No!" the

Frost Dragons let out a mournful cry in unison, surging nervously.

While examining Tagore's injuries, they found a handsome man who was also seriously injured and unconscious.

At this time, a dragon roared, "It's Lord of Eternal Winterfell!" "

Lord Tagore is his partner and guards Eternal Winterfell with him.

As soon as these words came out, the other frost dragons looked surprised.

"Oh my God, even they were seriously injured and fought to the death to escape here, wouldn't Eternwinter

be in danger!""""Even Lord Tagore is no opponent

! "Is it the invasion of the army of alien beasts, or those demons who invaded Eternwinterfell in ancient times!""If

they dare to come to the Dragon's Nest!

For a moment, there were many opinions, and all the frost dragons present were panicked.

A wave of sadness and indignation welled up in my heart.

"Quiet!"

said an old dragon at this moment.

Hearing this, the other frost dragons around them calmed down one after another, making way for a path.

This old dragon is definitely highly respected in the Frost Dragon family.

He is Mordo, a veteran of the War of the Ancients.

At the same time, when the King of the North went to Eternal Winterfell, he entrusted him with the responsibility of acting leader.

Among the frost dragons, in addition to Tagore, Mordo has the most say.

"We should now get in touch with the nearby human city-states.

"South African Lord Tien and Lord Tagore are seriously injured and in dire straits, requiring advanced medical treatment. "

Mordo made a quick decision and made a clear next key.

When the words fell, the frost dragon glanced at each other, and then nodded calmly.

"Reconsider!"

"A thoughtful choice.

"Indeed, the lives of the two adults are the top priority. "

Everwinter is at war, we can't risk it, we have to choose to connect with other cities." "

Just when every frost dragon is expressing a different opinion.

A sharp giant spear formed by ice crystals solidified struck instantly.

A certain frost dragon was even stabbed in the heart.

He was killed on the spot and lay peacefully in a pool of blood.

Sturdy dragon scales, not blocking the sharp ice spear in the slightest.

It was really embarrassing that a powerful sixth-order creature died so simply in the face of a sneak attack.

After a brief shock.

The brains of the frost dragons were pounded by the scene of their compatriots dying, and anger took over everything.

Although the Frost clan is considered to be in decline among the dragon clan.

But even so, in addition to the King of the Northern Realm, there are also strong dragons of the seven heads and six orders as guardians.

These five sixth-order dragons are the rare combat power of their clan.

How could they not be angry when they were slashed by one-seventh of the enemy's strength in this way,

sensing the message transmitted by the nearby snowflakes and the direction in which the ice spear appeared.

The Frost Dragons quickly found the sneak raiders hiding above the snowy peaks.

He is a handsome young man with short snow-white hair, and even in such a low temperature environment, he still relies on a jacket to protect himself from the cold.

And in the face of many dragons, there was a hint of free banter on the corner of his mouth.

It can be seen that he is not as simple as he seems.

The momentum of the second order of the king surged around his body, which further illustrated this point.

"Little ghost, you will see the price of provoking the dragon family!"

roared hoarsely, and the frost dragons opened their blood basins in unison.

The cold wind gathered together and turned into a cold and biting frost breath.

Countless breaths were like a net of heaven and earth, surging towards the white-haired youth.

And the white-haired young man did not dodge, with a confident smile on his face, "On behalf of Lord Edwood, I greet you." The

voice fell.

The snowdrift on the side removed its disguise and transformed into a silver-haired girl wearing a white royal dress, blue robe, and a doll.

The girl's delicate appearance is like a doll, and her silver bangs cover a cold eye.

The delicate golden hairband on her silver hair further explains her identity as an imperial daughter.

Looking at the frost that was about to fall on her face, the silver-haired queen was expressionless and chanted at high speed.

A

cold wind roared.

The frosty breath was immediately frozen and fell into the snow.

Not only that.

All the frost dragons and even the entire snowy dragon's nest, after contact with the cold wind with magic power, were frozen in it and fell into a never-ending hibernation.

"Well done! Lord Queen, worthy of Lord Edwood's gift of the spirit beast!" The

white-haired young man who was assisted by his eyes on the side was full of praise and gave warm applause.

This white-haired young man was the cold rain dispatched by the Light Messenger.

The mission is to capture the surviving South African day.

"Even the seven-headed S+sixth-order frost dragon can freeze instantly!"

"As long as you are there! Saying

that, he stretched out his hand softly, wanting to touch the white and tender face of the silver-haired queen.

The silver-haired queen's lazy eyes suddenly froze.

The salty pig hand of the cold rain was covered with ice before it touched the smooth skin.

"It's true, you're still so shy, I just want to cultivate more feelings with you, there's no other meaning." Seeing

the silver-haired queen's face getting colder and colder, Han Yu laughed dryly.

"Can you go back?" the

silver-haired queen looked at Cold Rain with blank eyes.

Han Yu shook his head helplessly, "There will be a group of people coming to look for South African Tian later."

"Among them is the spirit beast that is important to that Luo Bing.

"Lord Light asked us to take her back by the way, transform it and use it for us."

"I guess it's to get her to undergo the transformation and influence Luo Bing a little bit as an undercover agent."

"So that Luo Bing will gradually accept Lord Edwood's solicitation."

Mentioning this matter, Han Yu was so angry that his teeth itched, "Which point of that Luo Bing can compare

to me!" "Lord Edwood is too, obviously I have a genius, and I am so attentive to other people

!" "If I meet that Luo Bing, I have to prove to Lord Edwood that he is not even worthy of lifting shoes for me!"