[Volume Three: The Land of Glacier]
This is a sunny afternoon.
The weather is beautiful, but the mood is not so beautiful.
A sadness of parting spread in everyone's hearts.
After An Yang stayed in Debang for a while, he finally planned to embark on the journey home again. Although it is still far away, if he doesn't work hard, it will only be even more distant.
"You, are you going to leave." Guanghui helped An Yang pack things up.
"Yeah." An Yang nodded silently. An Yang didn't want to repay such a girl who was dedicated to herself.
"It’s better to go out here. Someone is protecting you. Be careful yourself. This glove is made by myself. You can hold it and keep it warm. Also, this scarf was bought for you last time, but it’s a pity you go. I didn't give it to you in a hurry, so you brought it. And—" Guanghui packed his things, suddenly her body froze.
An Yang hugged her from the back.
Guanghui's whole body was tight, when she was so intimately hugged by a man, she now only felt that she couldn't lift a trace of strength all over her body.
"Lax, I have always felt guilty about you. How can I be an ordinary person, how can I make you remember me so much-don't worry too much, I will come back." An Yang didn't know what language to comfort The weak girl in front of her can only hold her tightly in her arms.
If a person treats you for a long time, his heart will be drunk. An Yang is not an iron fight, and Guanghui knows what he wants for him, and avoiding it all the time is no way.
Holding Guanghui for a long time, An Yang felt a wet shoulder on her shoulders, and when she let go of Guanghui, she couldn't cry.
"What's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
"No, they just-I just feel so touched-woo -" Guanghui cried even more sadly.
An Yang: "—"
"Boss! Let's go! Sister Su Su is waiting for us outside." At this time, Timo popped his head from outside, seeing the tears on his brilliant face and seeing An Yang who was overwhelmed, suddenly seemed to have been fired. The mother kissed me like a bite, and she skewered it out all at once.
When An Yang reacted, only a small tail disappeared from the door.
"There is a not-so-good premonition—" An Yang murmured a few words.
Three minutes later.
A large crowd came at the door.
"I said why the ink hasn't come down for a long time, so I am here to be affectionate." The prince looked at An Yang with a playful look, and his eyes seemed to say again, kid, you can, in front of us, pretend that you don't want to follow the glory. You look close, but you secretly do this
An Yang rolled his eyes helplessly. This was originally a hug before leaving. An Yang's purpose was pure, but it was a pity that everyone's eyes were not so pure.
Guanghui blushed, but raised his head bravely, tidying up his sleeves for An Yang, and in everyone's eyes, he tiptoed up and kissed An Yang's cheek.
"Ohhhhh!" Everyone was crazy, and the shining cheeks became even redder, and An Yang was stunned.
In the crowd, Su Su turned her head and covered her mouth.
—
On this sunny afternoon, An Yang and his team embarked on a journey to find a hero again. The land behind Debon, let it be quietly stored in the mind.
After the card was resurrected, after a few words of thanks to An Yang, it turned into a rainbow light, not knowing where to fly, An Yang guessed that he still went to find Eve, because he couldn't put it down.
Master Yi went to find a higher way of Promise, while Leopard Girl stayed in the Academy to mix combat effectiveness.
"Oh, all the useful heroes are gone, and you are the only one left beside me." Timo sat on An Yang's shoulder and hummed, An Yang said casually.
"Cut, Timo is also a seventh-level hero, okay?" Timo shook his head disapprovingly.
Su Su pursed his lips and chuckles.
A gentle breeze blows, and it actually feels good.
However, after the three of them walked some distance forward, they all stopped by coincidence.
"In other words, where do we go next—" Su Su asked.
"Uh—" An Yang was silent for a while, and said, "I don't know."
Su Su: "—"
Timo: "—"
And at this moment, a figure flashed by.
"Go to Freljord." A low voice sounded, An Yang's eyes drenched, and he saw a barbarian in iron armor.
"Huh? Why are you here?" An Yang asked in surprise.
"It's true that I have been following you for a long time, and I haven't been embarrassed to come out. I saw you were alone today, so I came out." The barbarian smiled apologetically, but An Yang twitched his mouth.
Alone-buddy, are you ready to rob
"What are you doing with Timo?" Timo asked with a sniff.
"Vengeance!" When mentioning this, the barbarian's eyes suddenly flashed, "My current strength can only be regarded as a seventh-level hero at best, and I am weaker than a seventh-level hero. I originally planned to stay in the academy to practice. , But I met you!"
Imagine that a muscular man who is about 1.8 meters tall stares at you with scorching eyes and whispers to you, but I met you!
An Yang only felt tight for a while, and his scalp numb and asked, "What about meeting me? I'm not strong enough, I can't help you."
"No, you can! Because you are a summoner." The barbarian took a deep breath and continued, "I have been paying attention to you since the martial arts meeting that day. Although your current strength is not too strong, but yours The talent is excellent, or the experience is very sophisticated."
An Yang curled his lips and talked nonsense. At that time, I was playing games every day. I still don't know the skills of your heroes.
"So you want me to help you?" An Yang looked at Manzi and said.
"Yes, if you are willing to help me, then I can take revenge for my people." The word revenge came out of the barbarian's mouth, with a strong hatred.
Yes, he was supposed to marry a pretty girl in the clan and have children in front of the patriarch, and manage some affairs in the clan on weekdays, until the next patriarch is appointed, he retires and enjoys his old age.
It is a pity that a bloodbath in the darkness turned their clan upside down. A nightmare began from this, but he was the only one of the entire clan who survived.
This hatred is not an exaggeration.
"But, why should I help you?" An Yang asked rhetorically.
The man was stunned for a moment.
He was just thinking of revenge, thinking of finding a powerful helper to avenge him, but he had not considered An Yang's issue.
Yeah, why do you want to help yourself? An Yang didn't owe him anything.
Moreover, this kind of revenge is related to life. It doesn't matter if he abandons his life for his people, but he can't ask An Yang to give up his life for his people to help himself with revenge
"I, I don't know." Manzi shook his head blankly.
"No one will help you for no reason, not to mention this kind of revenge about life." An Yang glanced at the barbarian.
"That's it—I understand. Then don't bother." Manzi smiled bitterly, and they slowly left with his back facing An Yang with the big sword in his hand.
"However, for friends, I will always help without hesitation." An Yang said lightly before the barbarian had walked far.
Barbarian turned his face to look at An Yang with a smile on his face, his conscience was obvious, the eyes of the one-meter-eight big were red, and he almost didn't howl and cry when he came up to hug An Yang in his arms.
"The man in the north is really bloody—" An Yang twitched the corner of his mouth.
In this way, the original three-person team was expanded to four again.
"Boss, he's not a hero, why do you take him? You have to help him get revenge, how terrifying is the strength of a person who can wash his blood away—" Timo whispered in An Yang's ear.
"We are going to find heroes anyway. Freljord seems to have a lot of heroes. Let him lead us and lead us, and he might also become a hero in the future." An Yang suddenly sighed.
Timo looked at An Yang's sigh. He always felt that he knew something, but since An Yang didn't want to say it, Timo didn't ask any more.
"Freljord is on a very high mountain range in the northwestern part of Valoran continent. The temperature there is below minus 20 all the year round, but if you think that the residents of Freljord are sparse, then you are wrong. Now, on an ice field in Freljord, the number of residents living is no less than the number of people in Germany, but although the number is large, they are not unified. They are divided into countless small tribes, among which are the ice shooters. Ashe and Winter's Fury Sejuani were headed by the two tribes commanded separately." Along the way, the barbarian gave An Yang and his party a detailed introduction to Freljord.
"What about you? What about your tribe?" Timo asked.
The barbarian sighed, "My tribe, before it was bloodbathed, is a tribe that is not big or small. People don't offend me and I don't offend people."
"Don't be so pitiful." Timo squinted.
"—This was originally a very pitiful thing!!" Manzi rolled his eyes.
An Yang glanced sideways at Timo, and when he raised his hand, Timo shut up and said nothing.
An Yang continued to ask, "Then do you have any plans? For example, how to find your enemy? Did he leave any evidence at that time?"
"Evidence—" Barbarian closed his eyes and thought for a while. "At that time, he was holding a sharp sword like a living thing in his hand, and he also used some magic that can make people crazy and bloodthirsty. It's too dark. I don't know what he looks like. I only know that he is very strong." Even the barbarian had to admit that the bloodbathed his barbarian was a strong and outrageous person.
However, no matter how strong the enemy is, this hatred is to be avenged, even if there is only one breath left, even if the last drop of blood is drained.
[The first chapter is on the shelves, please give me some consolation prizes, and our big Ashe will come out soon! Let's take a look at the front row of the bench. 】