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The snow-white ice fields are seldom seen with clear skies, and the oppression caused by the gloomy sky is just like the atmosphere inside the current wolf clan. It is dull and stiff, and it looks calm but actually it is stormy.

"The patriarch, Adrien confessed that Joanna has had close ties with the blood clan since a long time ago." The werewolf in charge of investigating this matter was Anil, the elder who guarded Helen's safety, and Helen's most trusted confidant, "When she was a wolf When I was a warrior of the blood clan, I planned several attacks with the blood clan in order to gain your trust."

A snow-white eagle stood majestically on the table. Helen raised her hand to caress the hard feathers of the eagle. The white veil covered her eyes and seemed to cover her emotions. "The attack on the elves has something to do with her." Is it?"

Anelle nodded, "Edrik said that Joanna wants the elves' tree of life."

Helen's hand stroking the eagle's feathers didn't stop, her voice was so calm that there was no fluctuation, "Understood, send Edley's body to Joanna."

Anelle responded in a low voice, but did not leave immediately. She raised her eyes to observe Helen's expression, with a hesitant expression.

Helen slightly turned her head to face her, frowned and said, "What else is there?"

Anil raised her hand to wipe the fine sweat that appeared on her forehead at some point, hesitated for a while, and said cautiously: "He also said that Joanna was also involved in your sneak attack by the blood clan..."

The blood race has never had any spirit of contract, and Adriatic knew that he had no way out after falling into Helen's hands, so he said everything without torture.

But it's unclear how credible Adriatic's words are, especially when he said that Joanna was also involved in the blood race's attack on Helen... If it's true, then Joanna is simply terrifying.

She actually started to calculate at that time.

Helen's hand stroking the eagle stopped, and the air pressure in the igloo instantly dropped. Anil subconsciously held her breath, and lowered her head to stare at her feet.

After Helen was injured, she has been by her side to guard. Helen can see how much she trusts Joanna in her eyes. For status, for the prestige of the clan, she has an affair with the blood clan, or covets the tree of life of the elves for selfish desire. These things will only make Helen disappointed and angry, but if Joanna is also related to Helen's sneak attack by the blood clan, then it is like a sharp arrow piercing Helen's heart.

Hundreds of years of trust is like a joke.

I don't know how long it took before Helen broke the silence in the room. She withdrew her hand from the eagle's back, poured a glass of water, and said calmly: "Olivia invited me to attend her guardian ceremony. By the way, we will discuss the matter of attacking the Saker Plain, and you will gather the tribe in a while, and we will set off in the evening."

Anil waited for a while and saw that she had no other orders, so she responded in a low voice, then turned around and went out to make arrangements.

After Anil left, only Helen was left in the room. The cold wind blowing in through the half-opened window made Helen's already pale face even more haggard. His cloak looks lonely on the side rack.

After Helen brought Edley back to the territory, she locked Joanna and all the elders of Yaxton in the ice prison. , Helen shut them all into the ice prison without saying a word, causing panic in the clan.

However, the werewolf tribe has always been loyal. Even though Helen was weakened due to injury, her prestige as the patriarch still remained. The elders were all locked up together.

No one expected Patriarch Helen to strike so quickly, the elders of Yaxton did not expect it, even Joanna did not expect it.

She thought that even if the hundreds of years of relationship between them was suspected, Helen would listen to her explanation, but no, she was locked in the ice prison without even seeing Helen's face.

It was cold and damp in the ice prison, and the werewolf power in the elders of Joanna and Yaxton was sealed by chains, and they could not use the werewolf power. The elders had to transform into their original form to resist the cold, and only Joanna remained in human form. As if she couldn't feel the cold, she sat alone in the corner and read a book quietly, without panic or confusion.

An already stiff corpse was thrown into the ice cell with a dull sound. The white wolves who were leaning against for warmth opened their eyes and took a look. After seeing the corpse's face clearly, their bodies froze slightly, and they subconsciously turned their heads to look at the corpse. To Joanna at the farthest corner.

Joanna gently closed the book in her hand, glanced casually at Adriatic's body, then looked away, and asked softly to Anil outside the ice prison: "Is Patriarch Helen still in good health? "

"The patriarch won't see you." Anelle stared at Joanna coldly, "During this time in the ice prison, you must have thought about how to defend yourself, right?"

"You know Patriarch Helen, so knowing what you should say will soften her heart." Anier snorted coldly, "But Patriarch Helen also understands you, and she will not give you this chance." After she finished speaking, she turned and left, and looked at After a few glances at the traitor inside, she was afraid that she would lose control of her anger.

Annie's words froze the smile on Joanna's face, but she quickly returned to normal. She lowered her head calmly and opened the book in her hand again. She seemed to be reading seriously, but the pages were gone for a long time. Flip again.

If Helen wanted to kill her, she must have done it long ago, and would not continue to lock her up. Joanna rubbed the pages of the book, and glanced at Adriatic's body from the corner of her eye. Her eyes were dark. She didn't believe that Helen would believe it. The words of the vampires, and they don't even want to see her face.

This is not Helen's character.

She can...continue to wait.

After Susan decided to establish the Gru Empire, she was very concerned about it. In addition to expanding the territory externally, in order to accommodate more civilians internally, she also sent people to open up many wildernesses that had long been barren. In just a few months, the sea area of ​​Slade and Orchester have changed a lot. Only the city where the gods live is still the same because of Susan's order, without any change.

However, although Manden City has not changed, the forest outside the city where Olivia would live every time she came to the Protoss has undergone some changes. The wooden houses that are not gorgeous but exquisitely crafted are scattered all over the forest. The flowers that were planted just in time for the season to bloom wantonly added a touch of color to the green forest everywhere.

The withered forest was revived by Olivia, and it was revived by Cynthia.

"Why is Your Excellency Cynthia building so many wooden houses?" Polly stood behind Olivia and looked left and right. The natural atmosphere in the forest made her feel comfortable, so her tone sounded very relaxed, "Her Majesty is here Isn’t this place resting on the bridge all the time?”

Olivia was looking down at the wild flowers blooming at her feet. When she heard Polly's words, she had a slightly subtle expression on her mind, "I feel monotonous after living on the bridge for a long time."

She didn't want to continue this topic, so she sent Polly away directly, "I'll be alone for a while, you go down first."

Polly blinked, turned obediently and disappeared into the forest with a few jumps.

She doesn't know if building a bridge will be monotonous if she lives for a long time, but there are always some things that are inconvenient on the bridge. Olivia heard Cynthia mention her idea of ​​building a wooden house in the forest, but she didn't expect Cynthia would build so many rooms at once.

This amount of elf guards she brings every time is enough to live.

Olivia hadn't been in the forest for long before Cynthia came. She had just finished discussing the attack plan with Daxi and the others. There are no half folds, and it is still clean and dust-free.

"Why didn't Her Majesty choose a wooden house to rest in?" Cynthia walked behind Olivia, raised her hand skillfully around her waist, sniffed her breath, and said with a smile.

The two of them have also done more intimate actions, and they are already a little accustomed to Cynthia's intimacy with Olivia, but the hot breath exhaled by the other party when he whispered in her ear made her dodge subconsciously, Olivia Raising his hand to push Cynthia away, he wanted to respond to the topic of the wooden house, but when he looked sideways at Cynthia, his eyes fell unconsciously on her soft lips.

The distance between the two of them was already a little close. Although Olivia quickly looked away as if to cover up, Cynthia did not miss her small movements. Her eyes darkened and she wrapped her arms around Olivia's waist. His hand also slowly tightened, "How about I choose one for Her Majesty the Queen."

Cynthia glanced at the wooden house not far away, her red lips curled up in a nice arc, she smiled and leaned over to kiss Olivia's lips, and whispered while kissing, "There is nectar I brewed in it. Why don't you try it?"

Of course Olivia understood such an obvious hint, and not only did she understand, but she was also a little moved, but she did not respond directly, but acquiesced to the fact that Cynthia was stroking her waist more and more upwards. hand.

The decorations in the wooden house were all prepared by Cynthia herself, but it was a pity that she was disturbed before she brought Olivia in to appreciate it.

Sensing an aura approaching them, Olivia raised her hand to hold Cynthia's wrist, slightly opened her eyes and turned to look in a certain direction, frowned and said, "Your people are looking for you."

Cynthia raised her head from the side of Olivia's neck, looked at the light marks that had just been printed on the fair skin, and sighed secretly. When she separated from Daxi and others, she forgot to remind them not to come and disturb them.

It's not realistic to drive people away now, so Cynthia let go of Olivia and waited for the Protoss people to come over while tidying her clothes.

Olivia's clothes were just wrinkled by Cynthia. She looked down at Cynthia who was tidying her carefully. Her lips were still numb after being kissed. Already arrived at the elves."

"Is it here so soon?" Cynthia raised her head and smiled at Olivia, her golden eyes were full of tenderness, "Why didn't she come with you?"

"She's in the elves..." Olivia looked at the pattern on Cynthia's collar and said carefully, "Wait for you... and the protoss."

This sentence was very strange, and Cynthia thought for a while before she said, "Does Chief Helen want to discuss the matter of attacking the Saker Plain with the elves?"

"It's okay, anyway, there is a teleportation array."

Although what she said was a bit cryptic, it is rare that Cynthia, who is always keen, did not notice the abnormality this time. Seeing that Cynthia didn't notice anything, Olivia suddenly didn't want to tell her. Now she wanted to see Cynthia go to the elf Surprised expression after family.

The footsteps sounded from far to near, and Daxi's figure had appeared in the sight of Cynthia and Olivia. Cynthia glanced sideways, and was about to say something to Olivia, but suddenly froze. , with a subtle tone, "What's wrong? What are you laughing at?"

The corners of Olivia's raised lips were slightly restrained, and she said lightly: "It's nothing."

Cynthia squinted her eyes, not very satisfied with the answer, but Daxi had already come, so she had no choice but to give up asking.

"Cynthia, Witch Morgan is here." Daxi turned her gaze between Cynthia and Olivia, raised her hand to touch her nose, and coughed dryly: "The little witch Garcia is here too, and she brought Anderson's little witch, and she keeps saying she wants to see you."

If Betty hadn't been asking her where Cynthia was, and seemed anxious, she wouldn't have come to bother her unwisely.

Garcia's little witch must be Betty. Thinking of Betty's state in the witch's territory, Cynthia frowned slightly. She and Olivia looked at each other, then nodded and said, "Let's go, let's go and see .”

It happened that she also wanted to learn more about the Dark Temple from Betty.

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