Chapter 64 Frostfang Shaman Iceborn Warrior
“It’s the Fox Wanderer!”
Ox walked into the melting snow, picked up the burned half of his tail and two downy hind legs, After watching carefully, Ningsheng spoke.
“Beast Spirit Walker?” Huo Jixing asked curiously.
Ochs looked at Huo Jixing’s doubtful gaze and explained: “Yes, the Spirit Fox Wanderer is one of the cultivation states of the Beast Spirit Walker.”
"They are the pathfinders and scouts of the Winter's Claw tribe."
"During the first battle of Freljord, we fought against these fox cubs many times, winning less and losing more. "
Hearing this, Huo Jixing's expression gradually darkened.
The War Stonemason's ability was fully demonstrated in this mission.
And the Fox Wanderers, Winter's Claw's Pathfinders and Scouts can actually suppress them.
"They are eager and cautious, fast and quiet. Wise leaders will respect those who follow the spirit of the fox."
Ox thought of the Fox Wanderer who had just left in embarrassment, his expression became cheerful, and then he spoke in a deep voice. .
“I didn’t expect these fox cubs to appear here. It seems that our return journey will be even more dangerous.”
Huo Jixing took back the burned half of the tail from Oaks’s hand. and two downy hind legs: "Then we can't keep these things!"
The red Nanli fire ignited, burning everything in his hand.
Since Spirit Fox Wanderer is a pathfinder and scout, there will definitely be a large army behind him.
I just don’t know how many people are chasing me, or how many extraordinary people there are.
"Don't worry, his partner has been injured, and he will definitely not dare to get too close."
Ochs looked at the snow curtain in the distance, as if he saw an angry fox but could do nothing about it. Wanderer.
In order to complete the ambush, the resting situation in the camp just now was an illusion.
They deviated from their original route and chose to take a detour through the mountain road to the east, so the Spirit Fox Wanderer who had been following behind them would definitely not be able to help but come over to check.
In the end, Huo Jixing discovered the clues and staged the play just now.
Unfortunately, no Spirit Fox Wanderer was left behind.
Huo Jixing waved away the ashes in his hand, his eyes flashed with red light, and he saw the gloomy luck leaving in the distance.
“The clouds are too dim, are you hiding your own aura?”
Compared with the previous cloud energy of Tooth Crow Baloric, Spirit Fox Wanderer's strength is not weak, but the cloud energy is too dim.
Huo Jixing was thoughtful, then walked back to the camp, leading the Noxian scouts who had woken up to move forward at night.
They can't waste their time now, it's a matter of life and death for them.
In the valley where snow accumulates.
A simple camp stands with bonfires lit around it. Many Winter's Claw warriors can be seen resting with their eyes closed.
A long chase through the snow in this cat-and-mouse game.
Not only were the Noxian scouts exhausted, but as the pursuers, they were also a little tired.
In the center of the camp, a tall figure that was different from other clan warriors sat cross-legged.
He was not wearing heavy fur armor, his arms were bare, and muscles like a horned dragon came into view.
The body is covered with indigo tattoos, directly exposed to the cold elements.
But he didn't feel any discomfort, because the threat of severe cold had long been ineffective against him.
"Be quiet, Iron Thorn."
Hearing the roar of the Juvask wild boar beside him, the tall figure stretched out his right hand to comfort the strong monster.
Smelling the smell of blood in his nose, the tall figure frowned slightly and looked outside the camp, seeing a thin young clan warrior approaching.
"You are injured, Leer!" The tall figure said in surprise.
Able to serve as a pathfinder and scout for the Winter's Claw, the Fox Wanderer's tracking and hiding skills are enough to surpass the tribe.
"The information about the Teethcrow Clan is wrong." Ler, the spirit fox wanderer, walked up to the tall figure and spoke in a solemn voice.
"The Fire Extraordinary Ones of Noxus are very strong, and my partner is injured."
Lel caressed the snow-white fox in his arms that kept making noises because of a broken hind leg. , those pink eyes were full of pain.
He admitted that he had let down his guard because of his overconfidence.
But that guy's strength is indeed very strong, far beyond what is described in the Tooth Crow Clan's intelligence. "We can't wait any longer, otherwise they may really leave the Iron Thorn Mountains."
Georgy Jufist pondered for a while, looking at Leer in front of him, and his arms The fox inside said in a solemn voice.
"You also said that that guy's strength exceeds the intelligence information, so we need to wait."
"Otherwise, Baloric's fate will be our fate."
"Are you afraid?" Leer felt his partner's teeth biting the skin, and his expression became angry.
“I didn’t expect that you, who holds the title of [Iceborn Warrior], would be afraid of a Noxian transcendent.”
“That’s enough, Leer, you have lost the caution of a pathfinder. And quiet." Georgi Jufist interrupted Leer's crazy words.
“The great War Mother Sejuani is waiting for our good news!”
Unlike other Iceborn, who have ice blood, Georgi is an Iceborn warrior and has a War Mother. The title given by Sejuani——
Giant punch!
“You won’t let War Mother Sejuani down, right?” Georgi stared at the young clan warrior with red eyes in front of him.
Suddenly, the Juvask wild boar beside Georgi roared irritably, and stepped heavily on the snow with one hoof.
At the same time, the injured fox in Leer's arms also roared, with a hint of fear in his pink eyes.
“Who?”
Georgi suddenly looked solemn, looking at the dim snowy night, and quietly clenched his gloved hands.
"Relax, Georgi, it's me!"
The deep voice suppressed the sound of the rustling wind and snow, breaking the gap between Georgi and Leer Stalemate atmosphere.
As a blue figure approached, a smile appeared on Georgi's indifferent face.
“It’s you, Hikaru!”
Around the blue figure, there were five huge frost-toothed wolves following.
These frost-fang giant wolves have a strong body as big as a calf, and their thick gray hair sways with white waves.
While walking, his blue eyes glanced at the Juvask wild boar beside Georgi, and it roared low.
The natural hunters of the Freljord, it was their arrival that caused the unusual reaction of the Juvask wild boar and the snow-white fox.
"Frostfang Shaman Hikaru!" Leer looked at the middle-aged man with blue marks in front of him, his eyes full of fear.
"Ler, if what you just said is heard by the great War Mother Sejuani, you will be reprimanded." Hikaru lowered his cold eyes and looked at the young Spirit Fox Wanderer.
"That means Georgi has a good temper."
Ler wanted to refute, but saw the frost-fang wolves around him eager to attack and swallowed his words.
"Since Hikaru is here, let's start this hunt." Georgi stood up, patted the Juvask wild boar beside him, and sat on it.
“Don’t keep Lady Sejuani waiting too long!”
"There are more heads worth harvesting on the Winterthorn Mountain Road!"
Seeing Georgi awakening other clan warriors, Leer spoke in a deep voice and called them.
“Wait a minute!”
“I suspect that the extraordinary beings in Noxus have unknown reconnaissance methods, otherwise they would never find me easily and avoid being surrounded for many times. Kill."
"Interesting!" Frostfang Shaman Hikaru touched the fine scum of his beard and said with a smile.
"It seems that the Noxian transcendent's fire ability is not simple."
"And his strength, his strength has improved so much in a few days."
< br>He had just heard Georgi's narration, knew about Leer's failure, and that the fox had been severely injured.
"But it is precisely this that makes it worthwhile for us to cooperate." Hikaru stroked the head of the frost-toothed wolf and looked at the sky with the dawn glow, his expression gloomy.
“The frost will destroy them!”
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