My Frostmourne can't be so cute

Sindragosa nodded, smiled and said-she was very happy to be able to help her master, and Sindragosa had positioned herself as Alsace's mount and assistant.

"But... what about our mount?"

Malfurion didn't struggle anymore-he certainly knew that the dragon was flying in the sky, and it must be faster than the Nightsaber in the woods, but he was a little reluctant to ride his mount.

"Yes, what about Escadal?"

Tyrande finally figured out the current situation a little bit-the blue dragon lady is a friend of Mr. Alsace, she can fly to Essalyn faster with her group...Of course this is a good thing. But what about my most beloved mount?

"We can leave them in the forest first-they can survive on their own-it is more important to rush to Essalyn."

Illidan is undoubtedly the most decisive person, he said directly.

"This... well, I... I'll go take off the reins of Escadar..."

Tyrande's face showed a look of unwillingness, but after sensible thinking, she nodded, bit her lip and said--Ilidan was right, these nightsabers could survive in the wild by themselves... Anyway, it's better to help Malfurion confirm his dream is more important.

"Oh, by the way, Sindragosa... you just came here, did you see the night elf over there... He is our captive, I knocked out before... this time to Essalyn, We also want to bring him... Do you know the way to that night elven city?"

Seeing Tyrande walking towards the back of those nightsabers, Arthas turned and asked Sindragosa.

"I know that city, master, leave everything to me!"

Sindragosa nodded, she left Alsace and walked towards the center of this glade. After gently chanting a few spells, the light blue light began to gather around her-Lan Longxin Dagosa, the transformation begins!

...

"This... is this what Ms. Sindragosa looks like? I... shall we sit on her back? But... so tall!"

Tyrande comforted the agitated and fearful Escadal, took off the reins from the back of the white nightsaber, and drove her and the other two nightsabers into the woods, instructing After they had to take care of themselves, they turned around and saw the huge blue dragon reappearing in the clearing.

Although he had seen such a scene once before, Tyrande was still very surprised-she walked behind Arthas and asked quietly and quietly.

"That's right, Ms. Tyrande... but Sindragosa can use her wings to pick us up."

Arthas smiled and replied—it’s not the first time he rode a dragon—when he was the Lich King in Icecrown Citadel, he used to ride on Sindragosa’s back because of curiosity. Fly away; later in the Kingdom of Lordaeron, he also often rode on the back of the Red Dragon Queen-but mostly by force.

"Is that so? Has Mr. Alsace ever ridden... a dragon?"

A look of surprise appeared on Tyrande's face--not to mention riding a dragon...Even if you have seen a dragon, it is still a great thing in Tyrande's eyes!

"Is it..."

Arthas nodded vaguely, and then took the lead to set foot on Sindragosa's dragon wings hanging on the ground-he could never tell Tyrande, in fact, in his palace, he had been living a lot of eating and drinking. Queen of the Red Dragon, right?

"This is really an...unexpected trip, Malfurion...we are going to ride a dragon to Essalin...it's...unbelievable..."

Illidan stood behind Tyrande and said with some emotion.(To be continued.)

1028 Into the City

By this time, Illidan had no energy to be jealous of Arthas because of Tyrande's enviable tone-he was a person who was easily distracted by other things-especially those who were powerful and let him Things of interest.

In Illidan’s view, Arthas is undoubtedly such an existence. Illidan once thought that Cenarius, the king of the forest, was the most powerful of all creatures he had seen, but he didn’t care too much because he Know that Cenarius, the king of the forest, is powerful because he inherited the noble lineage of Malorne, the White Deer.

But the Mr. Alsace in front of him... how did he get to this level?The so-called human... what kind of race is it?They can release powerful spells, can easily knock the strong Kotalos Raffincrest to the ground, and even make the powerful dragon willingly become a mount under their hips...

What is the origin of this guy... Is it really just an ordinary creature like yourself?Or is it just a monster that looks like a human?——Looking at Alsace’s back, Illidan carried the comatose Kotalos Raffincrest on his back, stepped on Sindragosa’s heavy wings, and passed through the abrupt periosteum to this blue On the broad back of the dragon.

...

"Mr. Alsace... shall we stand here or sit down?"

As soon as Tyrande stepped onto Sindragosa’s back, he asked Arthas nervously—no way, as if she was riding on Escadar’s back for the first time, although Tyran De felt that the scales under her feet were firm and thick, but she still couldn't help but worry about her safety.

"As you wish, Ms. Tyrande...just be careful not to fall."

Arthas quickly reminded Tyrande - he remembered his experience when he was on the back of the Red Dragon Queen. You must know that the guy's back has never been a stable factor.

"Don't worry, my master...I will fix your surroundings with arcane enchantments...No matter what happens, it won't let you fall."

As soon as Arthas spoke, the voice of Sindragosa's urn came from under their feet.

"Can you still do this? Fortunately, I was always shocked and worried that I would fall..."

After hearing Sindragosa's explanation, Arthas couldn't help but opened his mouth slightly, and then said rather annoyed.

"Before... Did the master ride a dragon before? I'm talking about the living one..."

Sindragosa seemed to be taken aback, and then asked.

"Yes, when I was in Lordaeron, I met the queen of the red dragon...Alexstrasza, you should know her?"

Arthas nodded subconsciously, and then remembered that Sindragosa was not across from him, so he laughed and said.

"Alexstrasza? It turned out to be that guy... It's no wonder that her brain is not easy to use, and she won't worry about the safety of the passengers on the back... Master, you are so lucky. Fell off his back."

Sindragosa said with some lingering fear.

"Shut up! Sindragosa! Didn't you see me staying with the master? With me, how could the master fall from the back of that big stupid dragon! Get up and stop talking? Nonsense!"

Frostmourne interrupted Sindragosa unhappily, stomped her back hard, and shouted willfully.

"Well...Master, I'm about to take off..."

Sindragosa did not quarrel with Frostmourne again, but just nodded his huge head, his sturdy limbs exerted a little force, and with the help of the gradually gathered arcane power, flashed his wings covering the sky and sun. With the air current leaping up from the ground, it flew towards the sky suddenly.

...

"Yeah!"

Tyrande couldn't help but let out a scream, subconsciously reached out and grabbed Arthas's arm beside him, and closed his eyes tightly.

The manic air currents grazed Tyrande’s delicate cheeks, and the sound of the wind was endless—though as the blue dragon just said, there did exist some kind of enchantment on her back, which could make Tai Even though Rand was leaning back, his heel was firmly stuck on her back, but...

The night elves have tamed Hippogryphs as their flying mounts, but Tyrande has never had the opportunity to ride a Hippogryph-her first experience of flying was on the empty back of a huge dragon. In the end, despite her natural adventurous nature, her heart couldn't help tightening for this kind of stimulation.

"Hey, you guy... let go of the master, don't take advantage of the master!"

Frostmourne yelled to Tyrande angrily. She reached out and tried to squeeze the night elf priestess away, but Arthas stopped her.

"No...no! Ms. Frost...I'm scared, I have to grab something!"

Tyrande knew that her behavior was a bit wrong, but... for her own peace of mind, she still refused to let Alsace go, and instead held his arm tighter-even though Mr. Alsace belonged to Ms. Frost. Fiance, but in such a crisis, it shouldn't matter if you "borrow" a little bit by yourself?Anyway...Anyway, when she was on Escadar's back before, Ms. Shuang also hugged herself tightly!It's even now!——Tyrande thought so.

"Well, Xiaoshuang, don't be so stingy...Ms. Tyrande, in fact, you don't have to be so scared. We are safe now... But if you keep your eyes closed, you will miss a lot of rare scenery. ."

Arthas stretched out his hand to fend off Frostmourne's attempt to "attack" Tyrande's little hand, and squeezed the little Demon Sword's angry face, making her mischievous expression somewhat funny, and then softly comforting Tyrann. De said.