At the end of the evening, Qiao Xiu finally enjoyed the ice service of the ice dragon Catalian.
Unfortunately, the experience of sitting on the dragon scale is not very comfortable except for the very smooth experience.
Catalian's dragon scales have their own cooling function, and Joe repairs a layer of blanket on it to barely sit down.
"You will complain about so much, I will throw you down."
Catalian's voice echoed next to Joe's ear, and in front of Joe's eyes was the stars of the sky, colorful nebulae scattered on the sky.
This scene is undoubtedly a very romantic scene, enough to arouse the romantic cells of any girl, and Hiri is no exception.
It is a pity that the lady of the caster has fallen asleep on the shoulders of Qiao Xiu because of too much difficulty.
"I just regret that I didn't bring a quilt."
Qiao Xiu gently stroked the long hair on the side of the Greek ear, even if she entered the state of the quilt quilt again, still chilled by the cold wind.
Catalian is on the top of the clouds, and the speed of flight is also terrible. In this case, the cold wind can be said to be fatal.
Even if Catalian provided Qiao Xiu with a barrier against the hurricane, some cold air penetrated into it.
In his helplessness, Qiao Xiu could only wrap his quilt wrapped in his body.
"Humans are still too weak." Catalian said suddenly.
"At this time, I should probably tell you a lot of truth, by the way, describe some of the greatness of mankind, but forget it. It is better to brush the post than this time."
Qiao Xiu did not accept the meaning of this ice dragon, Catalian just made a cold cry.
So Joe repaired this time to open the magic net horizon, this video site has seen more than 100,000 people every day.
"What are you looking at?"
It may be that the flight is too boring, Catalian moved his pupil backwards, and in the blink of an eye, a eye made up of ice was staring at Qiao Xiu's magic net interface.
"Magic Vision." Qiao Xiu replied.
"I know!"
The ice dragon stayed in Nolan for such a long time and couldn't be excused. If Joe did not remember correctly, it also registered the Magic Net Vision, but he never uploaded any videos.
"A video of a game recorded by a high elf."
Qiao Xiu further magnified his magic net interface, letting the ice dragon see the content being broadcast on the screen, which is a video uploaded by a producer called ‘genius Al’.
The content on the video is "Warcraft."
"The high elves guys are interested in what you make?" The ice dragon's tone was a bit horrified.
"The three high elves that you brought last time, two of them are...good girls."
When Joe Xiu said this sentence, he took a look at Hilli, who was sleeping next to him.
"This is not your question of choosing a spouse. The older elves of the older generation are extremely repelling the chaotic demon. The three high elves are all new generations," Katalian said.
"Do you know them well?"
Qiao Xiu stopped watching the video. Al has accumulated a lot of fans recently. She relies on her 'stupidity' to stand firmly in the second position of the game field. The first is of course Qiao Xiu. Sister.
"It’s just some impressions." Katalian briefly silenced for a while and said, "I was killed once a long time ago. After I woke up again, I lost a lot of memories of the past. The high elves only stopped to make some impressions. Impressions include 'The high elves who survived the long catastrophe repel the chaotic demon.'"
"You said havoc?" Qiao Xiu noticed a keyword in the words of Catalian.
"..."
Catalyan's eyeball made up of frost broke into a residue, and it did not continue to talk about this topic with Qiao Xiu.
Qiao Xiu did not ask the question. He only looked at the stars in the sky. With Joe’s only astronomical knowledge, he could not find any constellations similar to the Earth on those stars.
After a period of time, the sleepiness also swept through Qiao Xiu, and the body was overwhelmed by the heat on the dragon scale.
"It seems that I can only sleep." Qiao Xiu felt that Hili, who was beside him, clung to his movements, but he could only choose to sleep.
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The dark green basin of the country of frost.
A figure shrouded in a black robe appeared in the center of the dark green basin. His mage's robe was marked with the unique mark of the Nolan caster, and the coat of arms representing the sage...
One of the seven sages of Nolan.
"Three years, finally ushered in this day."
The black man squats in the deep green basin, where the swamp contains the poison that is fatal to humans, and the black man directly uses the gloves with the inscription on the grain to make it toxic. Among the swamps.
In the next second, the black man took out a pile of viscous mud from the swamp, but in the mud it was mixed with some gray threads that could not be found. These wires were like the attachment of certain fungi.
"Is it even spreading here? Time is running out."
The black man threw the mud in his hand back into the swamp and took out his magic wand... Different from the order inscription, the inscription representing the space was surrounded by him.
The figure of the black man disappeared into the swamp in the next second. When he opened his eyes again, he came to a city covered by forests and trees.
The black man has not had time to see the situation around him, and a large number of hostile figures appear around him.
High elf!
The silver inscription appeared at the feet of the black man. This is not the magic he released, but one of those high elves.
"Elder Eya! I have already investigated..." When the black man was about to say something, the pressure suddenly shrouded him, causing him to fall to the ground.
"You traitor even dared to come back."
The magic of the head of the higher elf spilled up in order to be like the essence.
"Elders... and so stubborn, Arthur Crowe..."
The high elf did not have the opportunity to finish the black man, the silver inscription suddenly illuminates, his body began to gradually disintegrate into particles, and finally gathered to flow to another corner of Arthurcro.
"The traitor who violated the taboo is not qualified to return. This is my last tolerance for you."
The high elf sent the area where the particles passed. Arthurcro was a large, exaggerated floating city, and the high elves built their own city in the forest of Arthurcro.
But Arthur Crowe has a city that has long since decayed, and the city is not big... The High Elf Council has forbidden anyone to step in.