My Frostmourne can't be so cute

My Frostmourne Can't Be So Cute Chapter 393

"Hurry up, Master! From today on, Master, even if you sleep every day, you have to touch Xiaoshuang's place! In this way, Master will soon forget the chest of that bad woman Jaina...! "

Frostmourne said to Arthas seriously.

"How can there be such a reason..."

Arthas wiped his body clean, then put the towel aside, turned around and hugged Frostmourne's cold and soft body, and lay down on the bed.

"Master, what are you doing? Touch it!"

Frostmourne was struggling in the arms of Arthas and yelled-although the owner's embrace is very warm, it makes Little Demon Sword feel at ease, but when he thinks of the bad woman Jaina, the owner still thinks about her chest. Feeling, Frostmourne felt that it was his mission to let the owner forget all this.

"Don't make trouble, let me hold it for a while..."

Arthas's arms tightened, and he hugged the tumultuous Frostmourne, whispering.

"Oh……"

Frostmourne stopped struggling obediently, buried his head on his master’s chest, and snuggled up silently-from what Alsace had just said, Little Demon Sword heard a strong attachment taste.

"Xiaoshuang, I thought you had an accident...what happened to you just now? Why did you keep unconscious how I told you?"

Arthas asked in a low voice. He gently embraced Frostmourne's soft, small body, as if he was protecting his entire world.

"Xiaoshuang is not unconscious! Master, you can hear what Xiaoshuang says! Just didn't open his eyes!"

Frostmourne replied.

"Why not? Xiaoshuang, do you know how scary you are like that!"

Arthas complained dissatisfiedly.

"It's not that Xiaoshuang doesn't want to open his eyes, it's because I can't open them! Anyway, Xiaoshuang did pass out just now, that's it."

Frostmourne answered vaguely.

"Is it hurt? Or is it too tired? Xiaoshuang, I won't let you do this next time."

Arthas said guiltily.

"Neither...because...because... Xiaoshuang was a bit too full, so I just want to sleep..."

Frostmourne froze for a long time before he said this answer that made her always heartless and unspeakable.

"ate too much?"

Arthas froze for a moment, then remembered that before Frostmourne fainted, he seemed to have said something similar.

"Hmm... That big stupid bear turned out to be the animal god believed by the trolls! Although his body is hiding in an unknown void, Xiaoshuang has already swallowed all his soul, and he eats a lot of it all at once. I was so dizzy that I fainted..."

Frostmourne explained.

"Really the animal god? And you swallowed by Xiaoshuang?"

Arthas' eyes widened, looking at Frostmourne in surprise.

Surprised to surprise, but Arthas knew that what Frostmourne said must be true, because only by devouring the soul of the giant bear, Frostmourne would determine the origin of that guy.(To be continued.)

705 Animal God

"Well, I just want to swallow Ner'zhul and other souls...Master, apart from Kil'jaeden and Archimonde, Xiaoshuang has never seen such a powerful soul!"

Frostmourne seemed to be somewhat unsatisfied, stretched out her pink tongue and gently licked her lips.

"That's it..."

Arthas didn’t know what to say. Although he used to be the Lich King and led the Scourge to sweep half of the world of Azeroth, what Frostmourne said is still a bit too much for Arthas. It's hard to accept.

"If Xiaoshuang, you swallowed that guy, then you must know his origins, right? There are three others like him... Can we smoothly eliminate the remaining three guys?"

Arthas pulled his thoughts back to the war itself, and then asked with some worry.

"The origin of that big stupid bear...Xiao Shuang look for it..."

Frostmourne obediently leaned against the owner's chest, then closed his eyes, and searched in his own soul memory.

...

"Do you know how these animal gods were born?"

On the highest altar of Zuaman, Caldara looked at Zujin and Marragus in front of him, and asked in a mysterious and long tone.

"cut!"

Zujin sat on his throne and curled his lips disdainfully-he knew that Kaldara was selling off his feet, and even if he ignored him, he would finally say the answer.

It's not that Zujin was not curious about the Zandalar tribe's research on the animal gods, but he couldn't understand the appearance of Kaldala, a sacred stick.

But Marragus didn't seem to understand Zujin's feelings. He rubbed his hands and looked at Caldara curiously.

"Teacher Kaldala, does the Zandalar tribe even know the origins of the animal gods?"

Marragus asked in a respectful tone.

Although he did not hear anything similar from Zujin, Caldara seemed to be satisfied, and he continued.

"Once, like you, we thought that the animal gods are superior power... But after a series of studies, the great Zul discovered that although these animal gods are superior, they are definitely not too mysterious."

Caldara said.

"mysterious?"

Zujin raised his eyebrows, and Caldara's words made him more interested. The Emperor of the Amani Empire had a hunch that he might know something he wanted to know tonight.

"In fact, many trolls have always thought that the animal gods appeared before the birth of the trolls, but the great Zul thought this was wrong. Because of the trolls, those animal gods were born."

Caldara gave an earth-shattering news.

"What? But... Could it be that our ancestors used magic tens of thousands of years ago... to give birth to these animal gods?"

Marragus felt that his tongue was knotted. Although he trusted and respected Caldara very much, the news from the messenger from Zandalar made him unacceptable.

From the moment Marragus was born, the worship of the animal god has been around him.

His father held the newly born him, found the priest of the tribe, and carved a mark on his forehead with the blood blessed by the animal gods. This mark has been with him to this day, and it is still as new as it is;

When he was a little older, he followed his tribe and relatives to participate in the sacrifice to the god of animals; countless livestock, captives of other races and even the Amani tribe’s own tribe were presented as sacrifices to the altar, cut off the throat, and used Blood is exchanged for the guardianship of the animal god.

Even when he was studying in the Zandalar tribe, Marragus also saw those respectable scholars and priests, who respected the animal god very much.