"How do I look?" Cassiopeia asked.

Xi Ai walked up to her and said absently, "It's so charming."

Cassiopeia could naturally hear the carelessness in this, and she smiled slightly, who cares? She had already obtained enough information from the diplomat, and that was enough for her to stop acting.

"Before we..."

"Oh," Xi Ai said decisively, "I didn't say anything, no one will know." Are you kidding me? If the tribesmen knew that she was having sex with a Noxian woman, I don't know what other tribes would do.

Laughing at the Ice Shooter.

Despite this, Xi Ai still stretched out his hand, "I have a premonition of danger, and you must come with me."

Cassiopeia clung to him obediently. Her tentacles were smooth and her fingers were as slender as hers. However, there were thick calluses growing in the middle of a few knuckles, which seemed to be caused by pulling the bow string for a long time. "Okay, I

It's up to you." She tucked a strand of naughty hair behind her ear.

"Miss?"

"oh?"

"We brought twenty people, but the barbarian wouldn't let us get close."

"Iron Helmet!" Xi Ai shouted from inside the room, "Whatever happens outside, you should let them come over."

"No!" Iron Helmet said in a muffled voice, "I don't believe these Noxians. They are bleeding like rivers outside!" The barbarian warrior blocked the gate. He stared at the guards and stared at them.

He held a mace upside down in his hand, the spikes on it splayed out.

Xi Ai wanted to open the door, but found that it was locked from the outside. "Iron Helmet, this idiot, let us out quickly!" Xi Ai didn't need to think about it to know that her men would do this, "I am not a direwolf cub.

Baby, are you hiding in your den and waiting to die?"

His roar came through the crack in the door. Iron Helmet lowered his head, muttered a few barbarian words in a dull voice, and then broke the iron bolt inserted into the doorknob.

The door of the cabin opened, and the guards around him knelt on the ground, "Miss. Please let us escort you to a safe place."

"Okay." Cassiopeia walked out of the door, and she suddenly kissed Xiai on the cheek, "Don't forget the agreement between us."

Iron Helm looked at Cassiopeia suspiciously. In his eyes, these Noxians were no different from maggots on rotten flesh.

Xi Ai pushed her away awkwardly. "I won't forget it."

While he was talking, a man holding a flute appeared not far away.

The guards raised their weapons and pointed their sharp swords at the uninvited guests. The garden was very chaotic, with the sounds of people screaming and fighting everywhere, but few people ran to the depths of the garden. It was a long way from the gate.

distance.

"Stop! This is the forbidden area of ​​the Kaa family! No one is allowed to come close." The captain of the guard said loudly. The sword in his hand did not relax for a moment, and the hilt was almost water-drained.

The flute player smiled and bent down to say hello, "I'm sorry, sir, I think I'm lost. I'll leave right away!" After saying that, he turned around and left, the flute in his hand being pressed to his lips.

A burst of cheerful flute sound sounded, just like an oriole emerging from the valley, and even reminded people of the vibrant wild hillsides in spring. The green grass spread on the fields like a carpet, with bright yellow rape flowers dotted on it, and each industrious one

Bees are flying among the flowers. The air is filled with the faint fragrance of grass, and the breeze blows on the cheeks, bringing the breath of spring wilderness.

A guard seemed to see all this. He stretched out his hand as if stroking the flowers in his mind, and followed the flutist involuntarily with his feet.

"Fres..." the guard said in a daze, his mind more determined than the others, and he shook his head trying to shake the damn music out of his ears.

Iron Helmet and Xiai looked at each other. There are no musicians in the Freljord. Apart from feeling overwhelmed and stuffy, they had no reaction at all. At that time, Cassiopeia, if Xiai hadn't held her tightly,

Her hands may have already followed the flutist.

It's so strange for the flutist that the protection was lifted so easily.

"Iron Helmet, be careful!" Xi Ai pulled out the snake cutter.

"As you command, Lord Ashe." Iron Helmet said looking at the confused Cassiopeia.

The man playing the recorder is named Matt. The magic flute in his hand can play the "Mild Sound", which can make people who are proficient in music lose their mind for 5 seconds and cause 120 (+0.6*1.2) magic damage. In addition to movement

His speed is outstanding, so he serves as the chief musician of this operation.

And their team is the famous Manhattan Symphony Orchestra!

Matt had a smile on his face. The conductor's plan was being implemented in an orderly manner. This plot was simply tailor-made for their team. No matter how useless and mediocre these Noxian nobles were, their understanding of music was far better than that of ordinary people. As for those two

The characters in the plot who are not affected are not theirs to worry about.

"There's something weird." Tiejui tried to close the visor on his face, but his nose was pinched and stung. He raised the visor in distress, "Master Ai Xi, this woman has gone crazy. She seemed to have been knocked unconscious by a stick.

seal."

Most of the Freljord tribes live along the coast. The vast ice fields only melt slightly in summer. Cold-resistant moss grows on the edges in July. Only then do ice deer, cold foxes, and white bears appear. The rest of the months are cold and windy.

It's bone-chilling and it's hard to see living things on the ice sheet.

Therefore, these tribes can only make a living by eating from the sea, hunting seals, deep-sea sharks, etc.

Xiai loosened her gathered hair, and her hair, as blue as the sky, fell like a waterfall. If Cassiopeia was still awake at this time, she would definitely be surprised by the "woman" in front of her.

She took off a thick roll of animal skin from the back of the helmet, and when she untied it, a cold bow appeared in front of her.

He stroked the bow arm with his fingers. The ice bow seemed to hear its master's call, and the bowstring trembled and hummed happily.

The bone-chilling chill penetrated deep into Xi Ai's body, and his eyes began to gradually condense with a thin film of ice, and even his hair began to condense white ice elements. The cold air spread along his feet to the ground, so

Wherever it passes, the snow is frozen as hard as thousands of years of ice.

"In the name of the descendant of Avarosa, the blessing of the ancient queen inspires the bow of ice. Formed by the cold and condensed in the air!"

The power in her body awakened, Xi Ai raised her head and her eyes were full of coldness. He was Ai Xi! Ice shooter Ai Xi, she pulled out the bow string, and the rumble of glaciers crisscrossing the continent was heard in the void.

Voice.

How can humans resist this loud noise? Matt the Magic Flute suddenly began to bleed from his mouth and nose. The flute in his hand was like unscrewing the water pipe of the faucet, and a large amount of blood was left from the flute.

The sound of the flute suddenly stopped, and the guards who had been tempted by the magic flute woke up one after another.

"This is……"

"What's going on!"

"Sir, what happened?"

These guards are all descendants of the dilapidated nobles of Noxus. They were recruited by the Khal family in the hope that one day they could be canonized as family knights and thus reawaken the family's glory. When they found themselves following a thin musician with swords drawn.

At this time, a large amount of cold sweat broke out on my back.

"Who are you!" the guard shouted, and drew his sword out of its sheath. The steel made a sharp sound. The guard thrust his sword and stabbed.

Matt stumbled on his feet. A bloody hole was stabbed in the back of his heart by the sword blade. He hissed, "Conductor!"

Suddenly there was a crisp sound of drumsticks hitting in the deserted snow, as if to determine the beat, "ta, da, da, da." Then there was a sudden sound of drums!

"Dong~" The sound echoed in the dome, causing the snowflakes to fly in random directions.

The guard was about to stab his sword when suddenly he felt an extremely painful tearing sensation in his ear, like a steel needle piercing the eardrum. Immediately, there was a ringing in his ears, and no sound could be heard at all.

He suddenly felt that his internal organs and lungs were being violently grasped, and his throat tightened, as if something was about to be vomited out.

The guard officer looked up and saw that at least half of the twenty-man team under his command had their brains exploded, and their broken skulls were splashed with angry blood like blood flowers blooming. After a breath, these headless corpses fell into a pool of blood.

The rest of the people were not feeling well either. Their eyes were bloodshot, their mouths, noses, eyes and ears were oozing with black blood, and they staggered to the ground.

"Who!" Ai Xi resisted the vomiting in her chest and lungs. She pulled out the bow string and an eagle spirit appeared on the arrow cluster. The eagle screamed sharply and pierced towards the deserted snow.

It gives people the illusion that a transparent curtain has been lifted, and the feathers of the eagle are falling and turning into tiny bits of ice.

A gorgeously dressed and elegant band suddenly appeared in the fallen area!

Under the influence of the decreasing vector, the band gradually revealed its figure. A hale and hearty old man wearing a black tuxedo and a tight girdle took a few steps forward. His steps were light and did not look old at all. Instead, he had an air of immortality and elegance.

The silver hair on his head reflects the white snow, and there is no sense of inconsistency.

"One of the three legendary sisters, descendant of the Avarosa royal family, bloodline of the ancient queen, and ice archer—Miss Ashe!" The old man bowed slightly, holding a silver-white command tightly in the fingers of his right leg.

Great.

"We are the Manhattan Symphony Orchestra. My name is conductor Kagame. The one you hurt was Matt the Magic Flute. The drum sound just now was a small gift from Figaro."

Ashe frowned, and the ice bow in her hand was clamped in her arm, close to her right abdomen. "I'm sorry, I'm not interested in music at all. I want to ask why you are here and why you are facing Ferrell.

Zodiac diplomats, and Cassiopeia of Noxus attacks."

Although the barbarians are a warlike race, they are not the kind of bloodthirsty beasts. Although the road from ignorance to civilization is difficult, the wise men and shamans of the tribe never give up. Therefore, Ashe's performance is better than most

Noxians also need to be like nobles.

Tiejui's face turned red and he roared angrily. The feeling of depression and anger in his heart dissipated a lot with the roar.

On the contrary, Cassiopeia was a little curious, completely forgetting that she was seduced by the music of the Magic Flute Mat. Instead, she saluted like a lady, "Mr. Kagame, if I remember correctly, you are accompanying this dance.

My friends who came from afar from Del City, why do you want to kill my guards?"

A kind smile appeared on Kagame's cheek. The old man's voice was not loud, but more generous and kind. "I can only say sorry to them. In fact, I want to kill you and Miss Ashe!" (To be continued!)

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ps: There is a bug in the previous article, it should be Manhattan instead of buying Hatton. And about some transliterated names, such as Quinn, Swain, Avarosa, Howling Swamp, Kara Swamp, etc., Chinese server, Taiwan server
Chapter completed!