Ali's Bizarre Adventure

He looked Ahri up and down, fox ears, black hair, fine white skin, beautiful amber pupils, skirt, white legs...

"cough…"

Bron coughed in embarrassment, "That...you...seem...should...maybe it's a girl?"

"correct."

Ali replied naturally.

"So... your wife..." Bron was a little confused, he hadn't heard of such a thing.

How can a woman have a wife?

Bron couldn't figure it out at all.

"Her name is Ashe, she is an Iceborn, a beautiful girl, a young mother, and a strong battle mother!"

Ali said proudly.

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ps: Unknowingly, 100 million words~

Chapter 487 The Story of the Great Hero Braum

The night sky is full of beautiful aurora.

On the hillside, a group of poro, a strong man from the Freljord, and two beast mothers.

Looking at the aurora.

"Her name is Ashe, she is a beautiful girl, a young mother, a strong war mother!"

Ali said proudly.

Bron was a little confused, he still didn't quite understand what the nine-tailed fox girl from a foreign country said.

He'd heard of Ashe, though.

Ashe's story has spread almost throughout the Freljord recently, and it is said that she is the reincarnation of Avarosa.

A war mother with lofty ideals.

Adored by people.

"You're talking about... Ashe of Avarosa?" Bron was in a complicated mood, [probably not. ]

"Correct."

Ahri nodded, "It's Ashe from Avarosa."

Braum's eyes became round.

Shocked.

"This...you said...Ai Xi is your wife? But...you should be just a foreign girl, right? Yes...girl, you are a girl, and your gender should...not be able to enter into a marriage contract with Ai Xi, right?"

"Why not?"

Ari smiled lightly, "Isn't this normal? Girls are fragrant and soft, and it's great to sleep together? And, after getting married, they can be together for the rest of their lives."

"Isn't this kind of pure love normal?"

Ali continued.

She didn't think there was anything strange about girls being together with girls, but the restraint of human beings was a bit strange.

Obviously girls are very happy when they are together.

There's nothing wrong with that.

Even in a civilized society, a girl's previous relationship is a very beautiful thing.

As pure as snowflakes.

Bron was stunned for a while, he looked at the poro all over the ground, still a little puzzled.

But he's not one to argue.

"This...isn't bad at all. It's just...if this is the case, the tribe won't be able to continue, right?"

Bloom said.

He considered a very important question.

In the Freljord, everyone needs to rely on the tribe to survive, and the tribe is a home.

If the tribe cannot continue.

This family will fall apart, and the people living in it will wander around and die in various dangers.

"We have a daughter."

Ahri's expression became a little gentler, "She's a lovely white-haired ice-born nine-tailed fox daughter."

"Ice blood?"

"Correct!"

Ahri looked in Lakstark's direction, "She is healthier than a human child, and she can also use magic."

"Hey, this is really interesting."

Brown smiled heartily.

This story, for Bron, is indeed a little strange, even unbelievable.

But the ending.

It's actually pretty good.

A tribe survived, and the Warmother gave birth to a healthy daughter, even a magical Iceborn.This reassures Braum that at least one tribe can pass the time safely.

"Aren't you curious?"

"A little."

"Would you like to go to Lax Stark with me? Our tribe is growing now."

"Maybe later."

Bron glanced at his shield, "Tomorrow I will escort a nomadic tribe. They have encountered some trouble recently. A group of malicious people have followed them for a long time."

"In which direction?"

"South."

"That happens to be walking together, we also have to go south, if you don't mind, let's go together together."

Ali said happily.

In her heart, she was thinking about how to fool Bron, go to Lax Stark together, and join Avarosa.

This is a powerful force.

"of course can."

Bron replied naturally, "It just so happens that I also want to know more about Ashe's story."

These days.

The most legendary stories Braum heard were undoubtedly Sejuani and Ashe.One has ambitions and the other has ideals.Two tribes that were very powerful in ancient times were revived in their hands.

Braum admires Ashe more than Sejuani.

Although Sejuani is a real strongman, her tribe is enough to scare other tribes.

But Ashe seemed more gentle.

and.

There are even more people following Ashe than Sejuani.

In today's Northland, a war mother like Ashe is very rare.

"I'll tell you slowly."

Ali said.

Bron looked happy and looking forward to it.He pulled out some biscuits and started feeding the poro.

The Poro happily surrounded him.

Seeing these white, soft little creatures, Ahri and Lilia's hearts were also filled with warmth.

……

the next day.

Ahri and Braum continued to head south together, and the Poro Legion was not far away, following them.

These poro are very scattered.

And the action is very stealthy.

Under the protective color close to the ice and snow, these cautious and timid Poro are almost hard to be spotted by humans.

Along the way, Ahri tells Braum about Ashe's story.

And Bloom also told some stories.

Some stories are very old, some stories are more recent, and most of them are stories between tribes.

Not a word was said about himself.

But Ari has heard some stories about Bron before, such as chopping wood with bare hands, pulling weeping willows upside down, and Bron "grassing" the earth.And in the hands of the evil dragon, save a poor little tribe.

Of course, it also includes the most widely circulated story.

— Braum's shield!

[A little boy is trapped in a cave, a magical door that cannot be opened no matter what.On the seventh day, when the child's breathing became weaker and weaker, Braum used his hands to penetrate the entire mountain from the top of the mountain and rescued the little boy. 】

There are many versions of this story.Everyone's story is different, but it always makes people feel at ease.At least... when I was in a desperate situation, thinking of this story, I still had a glimmer of hope of being rescued.

Grandma speaks to granddaughter.

Mother speaks to daughter.

This story spread almost throughout the Freljord.

And after that, Braum will always have a huge shield with a sheep's head engraved in his hand.

Ari asked him if these stories were true or not.

Bron just smiled, neither denying nor admitting, just letting Ahri to guess.

Ari didn't delve into it either.

Some things don't really matter whether they're true or not.

The important thing is that these stories can bring strength and encouragement to people, so that people can still have ardent hearts despite the biting cold wind.

Braum is a true Freljord.

Most of the original Beidi people were just like him, enthusiastic, unrestrained, united and friendly.Not as it is now.

Suspicious of each other, fighting on their own, vicious and savage...

Northerners forget too much.

And Bron, who has lived for thousands of years, has never changed the enthusiasm and kindness in his heart...

Chapter 488 The Notai Clan

The frozen mountains are rolling and rolling, and the cold air of early winter is chilling, and the whole land is completely silent.

A melodious and cheerful singing sounded in the valley.

Skimming high ridges.

Echoes in the vast land of ice and snow.