My Frostmourne can't be so cute

"Sindragosa."

Tyrande heard the blue dragon say this-the young priestess of the moon still had many questions to speak, but she didn’t know why, she suddenly felt dizzy, even though Tyrande tried to lift it up. Own eyelids, but in the end he was still powerless and lost his consciousness in a trance.

"It turns out... the master's real appearance is like this..."

Sindragosa squatted down in front of Tyrande, gently stroking the short golden hair of Arthas who was asleep, with a strange light shining in his azure blue eyes, murmured.

...

After experiencing ups and downs for a day and a night, Alsace could finally find a chance to take a good rest-the feeling of riding a nightsaber, although it was fresh at first, Alsace soon discovered that, Perhaps it is a different physiological structure. In short, riding this large leopard is not as comfortable as riding a horse.

In addition, in order to match the night elf's work and rest time, Arthas did feel very tired, so when he stopped to rest, he hardly needed much time, lying on Frostmourne's thighs and fell asleep.

After not knowing how long it took, Arthas felt as if someone was shaking him, so he woke up from his deep sleep and opened his eyes, only to realize that he was not lying on Frostmourne's leg.

"Tyrande...madam?"

Arthas was a little startled. He blinked, with a look of confusion—I don’t know why, Arthas found himself lying on his back, bottom-up, through the white priest’s robe that month, just in time to see Tai Rand's head dropped slightly.

How is this going?Why did he lie on Tyrande's lap?Where is Xiaoshuang?Where did she go?——With this question, Arthas was going to sit up and take a closer look.

"This night elf is asleep now, Master."

A gentle voice rang in Alsace’s ear. He sat up, turned his head, and saw a woman with blue hair staring at him—Alsace was sure he had never seen the blue hair in front of him. A woman with blue eyes and a blue skirt, but he felt that the other party looked a little familiar--don’t know if it was because of the horn-shaped headdress on top of the other’s head that was somewhat similar to the Red Dragon Queen, or because of other reasons...

"Xiaoshuang?"

Arthas asked questioningly first-in his impression, only one woman would call her own master... But isn't it right?After sleeping and waking up, how did Xiaoshuang change?Even the sound is different from the original?

"Hey! Master! Xiaoshuang is here!"

Sure enough, Arthas quickly heard the familiar voice. Little Demon Sword sprang out from nowhere, grabbed Arthas's arm, and hung himself on him, protesting very dissatisfiedly.

"Let me just say, Xiaoshuang, you certainly won't change suddenly...but...what is going on?"

Arthas glanced at Frostmourne with his mouth pouting and sulking beside him, then at the somewhat familiar woman in front of him, and at the surrounding areas scattered in the glade, not knowing that he was asleep. Malfurion, Illidan, and Tyrande still fainted, Arthas rubbed his still a little sleepy eyes—who will explain to himself, in this short period of time...what happened? What happened?

"Master, this is Sindragosa! It's me... don't you remember?"

The woman saw Alsace's puzzled expression, pointed her nose quickly, and explained to Alsace.

"Sinda... Goosa?"

Arthas repeated the name in a low voice, and then looked at the beautiful woman standing in front of him with a look of expectation... He felt that his brain seemed a little insufficient.

Arthas certainly remembered the name Sindragosa-it was the first dead blue dragon he awakened in the Wyrmrest Wilderness in Northrend... but Arthas remembered Sindragosa should be one. A frost dragon made up only of bones, but now...what's the matter with this woman?

"You mean... you are Sindragosa? The blue dragon?"

Arthas hesitated for a moment, then asked.

"Yes! It's me!"

Sindragosa nodded again and again, her face showing joyful glory.

"Wait...it's not right...if you are Sindragosa, then why do you know who I am? Why do you call me master?"

Arthas looked at Sindragosa in surprise, surprised at her transformation from a bone dragon to a beautiful woman like this, but he soon realized that something was wrong-it was not himself and The time flow that Frostmourne traveled through was ten thousand years ago!

Sindragosa, ten thousand years ago, should have been just an ordinary blue dragon, with a strange story at best... But why did she know herself?Obviously he was thrown here from the damn eternal dragon Mnozdor ten thousand years later... And according to the development in this time stream, even if Sindragosa can live ten thousand years later, She shouldn't know any information about Icecrown Citadel either!

"Because you are my master! Strange... Master, have you forgotten the time when you were the Lich King?"

Sindragosa walked to Arthas's side and touched his forehead with his hand, as if he was observing whether he had become so strange because of his life.

"Wait... Xiaoshuang, what's going on? Why would she know..."

Alsace felt the soft back of Sindragosa's hand resting on his forehead. The warm feeling was completely different from Frostmourne's cold body; but it was indeed Sindragosa that Alsace cared about. The words that came out-from the body of this blue dragon, Arthas did not feel any breath of the undead, so...what is going on in all this?

"Xiaoshuang doesn't know, maybe this guy is a liar...Master, let's just ignore her and just send her away."

Frostmourne held Alsace's arm tightly, stared at Sindragosa in front of him, and said so deliberately.(To be continued.)

1022 Sindragosa in Great Use

"I'm not a liar! Frostmourne, you are too much!"

Unlike the other ladies around Arthas—such as Vereesa Windrunner, Jaina, etc., who endured Frostmourne a lot, Sindragosa was not afraid of Frostmourne at all—heard the other party saying this, She immediately retorted unhappily.

"But, Sindragosa...what the hell is going on?"

Arthas looked at the woman in front of him, and felt that the other party was not here to deceive him—not to mention that the information that this blue dragon had learned could not be done simply by deception...Is Sindragosa the same as himself Are all the victims of the bronze dragon playing time?

"Well, it's like this... Master, I'll explain it to you... Master, do you remember? Just when we met for the last time... At that time the Argent Crusade was attacking Icecrown Citadel, and you sent me to stop it. they."

Sindragosa seemed very excited after seeing Arthas, she wandered around to Alsace's side, grabbed his hand, and remembered.

"Well, that's right...probably..."

Arthas nodded a little dazedly—to be honest, what Sindragosa said happened a short time before he committed suicide... At that time, Arthas had no intention of resisting the Argent Crusade’s attack on Icecrown Citadel. Sindragosa’s attack, the reason why Sindragosa was sent to stop the troops attacking the Icecrown Citadel was just an unconscious order. At most, he just wanted to dismiss Sindragosa. I didn’t expect that... Taking it so seriously...The matter was over, and Arthas couldn't say much, so he could only deal with it vaguely.

"Hey, you fellow, let go of your master!"

Frostmourne saw that Sindragosa was holding Arthas's hand, of course she was unhappy, she rushed between the master and Sindragosa, and wanted to separate the two people willfully.

"What are you doing? The master is your master and my master. Why can't you pull him, but I can't? Let go of me!"

Sindragosa is not afraid of Frostmourne, she uses her own strength to contend with Frostmourne. For a time, the little magic sword can't help the other party-after all, Sindragosa is a dragon, not ordinary. biological.

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel between you two... Xiaoshuang, stay honestly! Sindragosa, keep talking!"

Arthas was a little bloated by these two noisy women-in this way, the two guys quarreled all day, and he had no way of knowing what was going on, so he had to Taking out the majesty of the man, he gave a loud shout and frightened the two women.

"but……"

Frostmourne flattened his mouth aggrievedly, then let go of Sindragosa, and stood back to Arthas, grunting, even though he didn't want to see Sindragosa mixed with his master like this. By his side, Little Demon Sword didn't want to disobey the master's order, so he had to end the..."war" with Sindragosa aggrieved.

"Well, good master... Then I went to fight the silver northern expeditions, but their numbers are too much, and the Holy Light is really the worst enemy of our undead, so I was quickly defeated by those Paladins It was broken into a pile of rotten bones!"

Sindragosa talked about the "horrible" things that had happened to her, but she didn't seem to care too much about it.

"That's it... Then what?"

Arthas felt even more embarrassed now—as the first frost dragon to be resurrected by him, Sindragosa’s strength would of course not be so easily defeated by the Argent Crusade. In fact, the ordinary holy light There is no way to harm her body; but at that time, because Arthas had already given up resistance, and the strength of his undead legions was also related to the will of the Lich King himself, Sindragosa would change It must be extraordinarily weak-of course, Arthas still vaguely perfunctory about the reasons for this.

"But at that time it was only my body that was torn apart. Those holy lights were not so easy to purify my soul... So my soul followed behind those silver Northern Crusades, drifting back to the Frozen Throne, intending to do it again. Look at your last look, Master; but I don’t know what’s going on. Before I see anything, I feel the sky spinning around... When I reappear, I find myself back when I was still a blue dragon."

Sindragosa seemed very happy to see Frostmourne being scolded by Arthas, and she continued to explain what had happened to her.