Frost Wings

Looking at the white dragon who was staring at him, Darius suddenly realized that there was no fear in his heart. On the contrary, it was a kind of light-hearted relief. What followed was a weightless dizziness, and in the darkness in front of him, he completely lost consciousness.

This bard usually doesn't talk much, but he is the most thoughtful among the captured bards. Anyone with a heavy heart is prone to mental hypersensitivity.

After 20 days of eating soil and lack of sleep, the spirit was seriously stimulated. What's worse is that he remembered that the news that he had passed on to the Wind Whisperer Alliance these days was all done under the eyes of this 'brass dragon'. Darius finally knew that this big brass What is the meaning of dragon's strange eyes at times like this?

It's over, the alliance of the Northland is over.

With desperate thoughts, he was the first of several bards to lose consciousness.

The middle-aged human troubadour Old Sean and the young poet Enrique were both horrified and completely speechless.

When they received this task, Baihe was no longer active in the Northland. To be precise, after personally attacking the North Wind Harbor and letting the ruling group of the Principality of Valch attack the street, the subsequent expansion of the forces of the Baihe Group was all Ellie died. Fatty and Department S were presided over by Baihe, and Baihe did not personally participate; therefore, in the Northland, not many people have seen Baihe, the big boss; When I saw this white dragon, I recognized its identity.

It took a long time for the two human bards to recover a little bit of thinking ability. Old Sean looked at Baihe, his face gradually became fierce, and Enrique's face became even whiter.

The Brass Dragon and the old scholar were completely dumbfounded. Baihe laughed three times and pinched Hermitros' neck: "RUA! My dear grandson, have you made any progress after studying for so long? ?"

"Wings of Frost and Cold! It's you!" Hemetros was furious, and with a flash of light on his body, he was about to return to his original form and desperately tried, but seeing Baihe holding a vial and chanting words in his mouth, he couldn't understand what the spell was, Hemet Ross felt a loud noise like thunder in his head, and his body immediately became weak. After a while, he opened his eyes again and found himself in a glass bottle with runes attached to it. Outside the glass bottle, he could only see Frostwing's massive scales.

"Wings of Frost Cold! You insidious and cunning fellow! Let me out!" Brass Dragon shouted angrily, his heart was full of grief - just a moment ago, he was quite happy, although twenty He had been tortured for many days, but he could feel that under the strict instruction of the 'brass dragon senior' Gurionsky, his poetry writing level rose sharply, and he clearly felt that he had consumed hundreds of thousands of words. Although the "Song of the White Dragon", which was successfully finalized from the scrap draft, was less than 30,000 words, it was a wonderful work in terms of rhythm and content.

Scholars also gave high praise, which made Brass Dragon very excited. In his opinion, the creation of this "Song of the White Dragon" was the starting point of his great bard Hermi's glorious glory in Antas. , learned the essence of writing poetry, and will create more wonderful works in the future, so that the murderous tyrants of the multiverse will be afraid of the wind.

It was totally worth it to suffer for this short period of time, and Hermitros was even grateful to the Great Brass Dragon.

But this brass dragon was actually disguised by Frost Wings!

Hemitros almost suspected that he was blind. The Wings of Frost and Cold had amazing mana, and it was not surprising that he could hide from him, but this silver dragon was also disguised? After being played by this white dragon as a monkey for more than 20 days, Hemetros could imagine what a laughing stock he would become if this matter spread out.

With the Dragon Clan's memory, I'm afraid this kind of thing will be remembered for thousands of years, and it will become a bard's talk in the future?

The more Hemitros thought about it, the more his anger boiled. He crouched in the glass bottle and raised his fingers to scolded Baihe: "Wings of Frost, you despicable and shameless person! Let me out, I want to duel with you!"

"You're still threatening your grandfather and me even if you look like this?" Bai He jolted the bottle up and down a few times, Hermit Rosston felt dizzy, and Bai He looked at him with disdain: "I have no grievances with you, you actually Arranging a collection of poems to slander me, it just so happens that our laboratory has a lot less spare bloodlines, so you can give us five hundred years of research objects before we talk about it.”

"Help! Help! Help!" Hemetros lost his soul. People from the White River Research Institute usually recruit some ordinary people at high prices to be temporary participants and participate in some less dangerous experiments. Some information will inevitably leak out. ——Many former enemies of Wings of Frost, and creatures that Wings of Frost doesn’t want to live well suffer in the laboratory every day, and some rumors are exaggerated day by day, gradually, northerners know that Wings of Frost’s research It is one of the most dangerous places in the Northland.

Hemetros knew more clearly. He was a metal coin party commissioned by the Wind Whisperer Alliance to specialize in the Wings of Frost Frost. He had quite a lot of black information in his hands - otherwise, how could he know so clearly about the trajectory of Baihe's dragon life? ? Naturally, he also knew how terrifying Baihe's laboratory was. No one of Baihe's enemies who entered would be able to come out normally. He thought of some information, and he was even more terrified, and he began to beg for mercy: "Frost... Wings! There must be some misunderstanding, I didn't mean it! The Wind Whisperer Alliance forced me to do it! I was forced to do it too! Please let me out, you taught me the essence of poetry writing, and I am willing to do it for free You propaganda! The true king of the North! The invincible white dragon! Ah!"

Bai He flipped the glass bottle a few times, complaining in his heart, how could he dare to let this guy out? He has lived in another world for many years, but he knows that his writing skills are powerful. After the Internet community is linked in the Dragon Age, the cultural atmosphere of the Northland will change greatly in minutes. As long as there are enough netizens, this literary model will soon become popular. This is almost an inevitable trend after the development of information.

In this environment, many low-level tastes (YY) of the majority of the people have become the main direction of literary creation. In the state where traditional literature is not strong, the market for literary and youth literature originally supplied to a small number of petty bourgeoisie groups has exploded, all in real life. A creature that has been rolling around for many years, who still looks at the chirps in those honeypots that hurt spring and autumn? After the online article was not spread to the West, there are still many foreigners who are addicted to this way?

With a peculiar hypocrisy, Bai He doesn't want people to know that the Xiaobaiwen in this world is taught by himself, how embarrassing is that? Wouldn't it be sprayed to death by a group of Wen Qing poisonous tongues?

Seeing Baihe's indifference, Brass Dragon cursed loudly, and even spread to the little Lolita of the Silver Dragon next to him. If he hadn't been misled by the Silver Dragon, he would have been suspicious: "Hey! You are a Silver Dragon! You How can you turn your back on the teachings of His Majesty Bahamut and sign the Yasza contract with a white dragon? Repent now! You see, you have already harmed me! Will your family and friends agree with your approach? "

"Just a little bit! Yaszah shut up this rude guy." Chris rolled her eyes, pulled her lower eyelid down with her fingers, and made a grimace. Baihe laughed and threw the bottle into the space.

"Lord Frostwing, why are these bards so thin and smelly? It seems they can't eat." Blue Dragon Vickers got the news and walked in, seeing the few left on the ground. Bard, eyebrows raised.

"Smelly? They don't stink at all. Except for this old man, I have deliberately starved them for more than ten days. Ha, every time they **** is water, they just need to peel off the skin before eating. Now, the intestines and stomach are all clean." Bai He explained with a smile.

"Wonderful!" After listening to Baihe's explanation, Blue Dragon Vickers' eyes lit up, and he began to gear up: "I heard that before eating seashells, they should be put into clear water to spit out the sand in their stomachs, Lord Frostwings. It’s the same thing.”

"My God! It's Poet Hunter Vickers! More than 20 comrades in the alliance were eaten by him this year!" The young poet Enrique immediately burst into tears after listening to the conversation between the two dragons and knelt down to Baihe: "Frost Cold Your Majesty Wings! I surrender! Don't eat me!"

"Coward!" Old Sean was furious and glared at Baihe: "Dragon! You can eat us today! One day, your fur and bones will be placed in the hall of justice, as a testimony that justice overthrows evil, you These ferocious and vicious guys who enslave human beings won't be complacent for long!"

Blue Dragon Vickers glanced at Baihe, saw the latter nodded with a smile, and began to cast a spell knowingly~www.wuxiahere.com~ A cleansing spell was placed on the old bard, and he was about to give him a result, look Glancing at the little silver dragon below, he shook his head, snorted and shoved Old Sean into the half plane: "Tsk~ let's cook it."

"Forget it!" Bai He waved his claws with a smile, put the stunned Enrique and the unconscious Daris into the bottle, and then looked at the sluggish old scholar: "Sir, these Wind Whisperers Alliance members The quality of bards is low and they have bad intentions. Don't mix with them in the future. You want to investigate the history of poetry in the north. I can give you a note. You can come and go freely in my territory. Well, it's called Yin The traveler's license is ready."

As he said, he conjured up a notebook and handed it to the old scholar, and left the cave with Vickers and the little silver dragon.

The scholar was stunned for a while, then stared blankly at the three dragons flying away, then broke free from the dreamy expression, and looked at the small white book in his hand with a wry smile. The content is not complicated, a bard license and a magic symbol.

It's just that when he looked at this book, he felt more and more that the past twenty days seemed like an illusory dream.

He never dreamed that there would be such a funny dragon in this world, and in order to make fun of the enemy, he would cooperate with the opponent to write poems scolding him, and he looked like he was enjoying it.

The world is truly amazing.

The old scholar sighed, put his license in his backpack, and limped out of the cave on crutches.

As Baihe said, he and the Wind Whisperer Alliance were really just on the way; these guys rushed to the street, and he didn't mean to seek justice from Frost Wings, but the magical experience of this period of time was enough to compile a new poem. .

How should I start? The old poet is in trouble, the first three chapters are very important.

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