Mage Joan

"From the time we walked out of the Wandering Canyon, only one-third of the entire journey was completed. The next journey will traverse the'cloud mountainous area'."

Clark told the young travel companion beside him about his next journey.

"The air is very windy and it is inconvenient to fly. According to our current riding speed, if there are no accidents during the journey, we will be able to leave the mountains in about ten days and enter the hinterland of the polar ice field."

"Ride on the vast and flat ice field for one to two weeks, arrive at the Arctic coast, go out to sea by boat, and sail for at most one week if it goes smoothly, you can reach an island named after the goddess Hull in the heart of the sea."

"The end of our trip, the Styx Temple, is located on Hull Island!"

Qiao An nodded and silently wrote down the itinerary described by the Frost Giant.

The Yunwu mountainous area is inaccessible and the vegetation is monotonous. Except for occasional coniferous forests, there are only a few hardy moss on the tundra.

According to Clark, there are abundant veins of blue ice, cold iron, and magic crystals buried in the mountains. Unfortunately, they are limited by the extremely cold climate, the persistent dense fog, the steep terrain, and the endless emergence of monsters in the area. So far, these precious natural Resources have not yet been exploited on a large scale.

Joan and Clark headed north, the only sign to follow was the Vimur River. The mountainous terrain is flatter than the gorge, and it is close to the birthplace with abundant water. This section of the river is particularly wide, and huge ice blocks are often seen drifting with the waves.

"Brother, look!" Clark suddenly pointed to the river, his face full of excitement: "Bear! Little white bear!"

Joan held the reins and looked in the direction of his fingers, and he saw two snow-white polar bears lying on the glacier near the river bank. They seemed to be a male and a female. The male bear was courting the female bear.

Hearing Clark was still talking about "cute little white bear", Qiao Ann gave him a blank look and corrected: "Big white bear!"

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, don't scare the bear away." Clark lowered his voice.

"I'm even more worried about you attracting them. White bears are more powerful than brown bears. They are out-and-out carnivorous beasts, so cute!" Qiao An said dumbly.

It's really a "crow's mouth", what you are afraid of, the two white bears sitting on the ice and dating in the cold, really noticed the passers-by on the shore, and turned their heads one after another, looking at them in a naive manner.

The male bear who is courting has a strong sense of territory. First, he took a look at Qiao An, and looked away from the Frost Giant with an indifferent expression. He immediately became alert, grinning, and roaring.

The frost giant sensed the hostility of the male bear, and his head was full of small question marks, and he didn't understand why he had provoke him.

"The male bear mostly regards you as a courtship competitor." Qiao An smirked and covered his mouth.

"Ah?!" Clark was shocked, and quickly explained to the bear, "Don't be suspicious, bear, I don't mean that to your wife!"

The male bear didn't understand what he was talking about. He only saw the guy waving his forelimbs at him and shouting loudly, clearly provoking. The bear sank, and walked across the river quickly, rushing toward him aggressively.

"Huh? Bear, are you here? Let's play together!"

Clark got off his horse and happily greeted him and wrestled with the white bear.

Suddenly one thing came to mind, and she turned around and asked Qiao An: "Do you want me to deliberately lose to Cubs, so that he can tremble in front of his sweetheart and win his heart?"

Qiao An twitched the corners of his mouth, not knowing what to say.

At this time, the big white bear had already jumped up to Clark, roared and stood up, brandishing a pair of broad bear paws with strong claws, and hitting the Frost Giant's chest directly.

Clark smiled and slid to the side, like skating, easily slapped away from the bear's paws, bent down and grabbed a lot of snow, forming a snowball, waiting for the white bear to turn around, throw the snowball with his hand, and hit the bear with a pop face.

The bear was muddled with snow, angrily screamed, waving his palms and wiping his eyes.

Clark took advantage of its limited vision and tiptoed to the back of the white bear, stretched out his long arm and hooked the bear's neck.

The white bear was startled, struggling hard, but could not break free from the steel arm of the frost giant.

The scene looked like two drunk men leaning on their shoulders, and Qiao Ann could not help laughing as he watched.

Clark clamped the white bear's neck with his arms so that the beast could not bite him. He made a trip under his feet and easily tripped the white bear. He fell to the ground with his ass, shaking the snow.

The white bear hurriedly struggled and tried to get up. The Frost Giant took the opportunity to straddle its back, seated heavily on its butt, and forced the white bear to fall on the ice, unable to move.

Clark sat on the back of the white bear, stroked the furry bear's head, nodded in satisfaction, and turned to ask Joan:

"Brother, this'cushion' is soft and comfortable. Would you like to try it?"

Qiao An smiled and shook his head, pointed behind him, and reminded: "Be careful, the mother bear is here too!"

Clark turned his head and looked, and he saw the female bear swimming across the glacier, rushing over in angrily, yelling at him as if to warn him not to bully his boyfriend.

"Yeah, you two are very affectionate!"

Clark happily sat on the bear's back, motionless, waiting for the female bear to come forward.

With the inertia of the run-up, the female bear bumped her head and tried to knock the frost giant away from her boyfriend's back.

Clark made an electric shot, twisted the bear's ears, and with a clever tugging, he shifted the direction and knocked his head away.

The she-bear turned and swooped angrily.

Clark stayed in a sitting position first, and only used both hands to parry the bear's paws, and did not give the she-bear a chance.

Later, when I got into play, I just stood up, took the initiative to take two steps, grabbed the soft fur on the back of the female bear's neck, picked up the thousand-pound white bear with one hand, and then threw it high.

"Little bear takes off!"

Clark caught the white bear falling from midair with both hands, and threw it up again with a big laugh.

"Little bear flies high!"

Repeated this three times, scared the mother bear groaning.

When Clark finished the game that was too exciting for him and put it back on the ground, the she-bear was already frightened and collapsed.

While Clark got up to deal with the female bear, the male bear escaped from the frost giant's **** suppression. He had already fled to the river. He looked back and saw the pitiful appearance of the female bear being overly frightened. He hesitated for a moment, and then plucked up the courage to turn back and gather the female bear. Next to him, he stretched his tongue to lick its bear face, and sometimes looked at Clark warily, with indignation and fear intertwined in his eyes.

Qiao An saw that the two white bears were so frightened by Clark, that he couldn't bear it, and wanted to persuade him not to bully the poor bear again. At this time, a white shadow suddenly flashed in the sky, which immediately aroused his alertness.

Looking up, there was a figure in the dim night sky, sitting sideways on a walking stick as long as a broom, flying in the wind.

Look at the figure and dress of the man, like a young woman.