Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Wayne got out of bed obediently.

Ari had breakfast with her, and halfway through, Ari gave Wayne a special reward.

Use your own body.

reward her.

……

lax stark.

A girl in a tight leather jacket walked shamelessly on the street, trying not to pay attention to other people's eyes.

This is the clothes Ahri gave her, very warm.

But it's kind of weird.

The tight leather jacket wraps the body too tightly, and every part of the body is outlined in a sexy shape.

This made her very uncomfortable.

Wayne walked across the street, people's eyes made her blush a little.

She heard a lot of people talking about her, but most of them didn't talk about her sexy clothes.

It's about her looks.

She heard that someone said that she was very white, very slender, and very beautiful.

She heard someone say that girls in the south are softer, more delicate and shy than those in the north.

"Is that the fainted alien girl we found in the snow when we were hunting earlier?"

Said a girl carrying a wooden bow.

"seems like it."

Another woman who was traveling with her carried a broad-backed knife and held several bloody rabbits in her hand.

"So she's still alive."

The girl with the wooden bow scratched her head, "I haven't seen her for a few months, I thought she was dead long ago."

"It's really surprising."

"It couldn't be Ahri who saved her?"

"should be."

The woman's eyes fell on Wayne's buttocks, "By the way... this young girl looks pretty."

"Yes."

The girl nodded, "Her butt is very upturned..."

The tight leather jacket that Wayne was wearing was something they had never seen before.

Such a smooth and tight garment.

It can perfectly show the curves of the body.

Very sexy.

Of course, the premise is that the woman who wears this kind of clothes has a perfect figure.

That's exactly what Wayne is.

She is tall, with firm skin, slender legs, slightly raised buttocks, and long hair above her waist...

Other parts are also free from blemishes.

When Wayne walks, the end of the long hair tied into a ponytail shakes slightly on the slightly raised buttocks.

Looks alluring...

"Hello…"

The girl with the wooden bow walked towards Wayne, "You look older than me, should I...call you sister?"

The girl patted Wayne on the shoulder, and said sunnyly, "I'm going to winter this year."

"Fifteen Winter?"

Wayne was a little puzzled.

"This is the way of counting the years in the North, that is... it means that fifteen winters have passed..."

The girl replied.

"I am sixteen winters."

Wayne's face was a little cold, she was used to it, "However, you don't need to call me sister, I am just a slave. I am not equal to you, you don't have to treat me as a family member. If you have any orders, I can do it .”

This is the first time Wayne has told others that he is just a slave.This is also what Ari asked her to do.

Ahri gives her freedom within the range of Rakstark.

And she...does things for people.

If someone asks her for help, she can't refuse, except for some unreasonable requests.

"No…"

The girl quickly waved her hand, "No... I'm not here to send you on an errand, I thought... we could be friends."

"If it's okay, I'll leave."

Wayne lowered her head slightly, showing her humility, but her tone was still as cold as the ice and snow in the North.

Since the death of her parents, she has rarely shown her heart to outsiders.

She is indifferent to everyone.

"Ok."

The girl agreed.

She looked at Wayne who turned and walked away, her eyes fell on Wayne's slender and straight back, a little obsessed.

It was the first southern girl she had ever met.

Very beautiful.

This is a completely different beauty from the women in the Northland. They look very weak, but they are enviable.

"Let's go."

The huntress who was walking with the girl put her arms around her shoulders, "We have to hand over the prey to the consul."

"Um…"

The girl murmured.

……

Wayne came to the beach alone.

Sitting on the beach, she looked at the surging sea with a strange feeling in her heart.

She doesn't seem to hate it here.

Or…

A little bit, she liked this peaceful life.I even fell in love with the character of the slave.

A slave doesn't need to think too much.

She can immerse herself in this role, thus temporarily getting rid of the strong hatred and anger in her heart.

She was once tortured by herself so hard to sleep.

Countless nights I woke up in bloody nightmares, shouting for my father and mother.

She couldn't sleep well.

I can't live with peace of mind.

After being imprisoned by Ahri, she became a captive. She was held in a closed stone room with her limbs bound tightly and unable to move.Eating some unknown food that makes the body hot every day.

During this time, she was occasionally able to sleep peacefully.

She couldn't think of anything else.

There was nothing she could do.

All she can do is to resign herself to fate, let nature take its course, give up the futile struggle, and lie down peacefully...

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ps: Apologies orz, the update has been suspended for two days, there is no post, review and release, cannot be modified, cannot post pictures, it is really difficult.But it’s okay, it’s back to normal now, the chapters (6 chapters) that were less updated before, will be doubled within this month~

Chapter 432 Lilia who is afraid of being alone

Above the sky, a goshawk stretched its wings and glided past Rakstark.

Several high-pitched hawk chirps echoed in the valley.

On the snowy ground, a group of humans walked slowly on the ground like ants. They had been walking for several days and nights.

Everyone is on the verge of a limit.

The goshawk swooped down and landed on the shoulder of a weather-stained woman. When it looked at the woman.

There was a hint of grayness in the sharp pupils.

"Eat."

The woman took out a small piece of meat from her pocket and put it in front of the goshawk's beak, "My friend."

The goshawk didn't eat it.

Instead... fly away again...

This time, it flew very low, almost above the heads of the crowd, and it flew slowly in front of the crowd.

The speed is very slow, occasionally stopping on branches or rocks, waiting for these humans.

It seems to be leading the way for these people...

……

Outside the granary.

Ari directed several strong women to load the sacks of wheat onto the bullock cart.

Rackstark is located in the southern Freljord, and the temperature here is a little warmer than other regions.

There is also more land to farm.

The only pity is that the food production is so small that they cannot rely on farming to feed the entire Avarosa tribe.

They also need to hunt, fish, and even plunder when the harvest is small.

But... not yet.

"Ali."

Ashe was wearing a blue battle suit, and walked towards Ari, "Are you...really going to Winter's Claw?"

Ashe looked concerned.

"Winter's Claws are fierce and savage now, and they might kill you."

Ashe held the True Ice Longbow.

It seems that... wants to protect Ahri and walk with her.

"Sejuani will not forgive me. I betrayed her, and the Freljord takes oaths very seriously."

Ashe said.

"We need strong alliances."

Ahri put her hand on Ashe's shoulder, "Only in this way can we deal with more dangers. Sejuani will be a good partner, she is very strong. And we were good friends once, weren't we?"