In the alliance, the more they attack me, the stronger I become!

After a long time, she finally stopped, and all the pleasure turned into a sigh.

"Cheng Xiao... Alas, if only I had been more proactive..."

Sejuani stretched out a finger and made a circle on her lower abdomen.

"If I had been more proactive and forceful... maybe you could have left something behind..."

"You are so powerful... coupled with my inheritance and teachings... our descendants will surely be the strongest in the world..."

"I hate my own weakness..."

The girl's sighs echoed in the room.

On the other side of the camp, the sighs of a young girl echoed from another house.

Ashe sat at the table in a daze, sighing unconsciously. Several months had passed, and there was still no news from Lissandra - actually, this was not surprising to her. Everyone knew that Cheng Xiao was basically impossible to return.

But... she was still sad. She was waiting for a miracle to happen, but the reality was that there was no hope at all.

When a person has expectations in his heart, even if it is the expectation of a surprise, he will feel disappointed if he doesn't get it.

"If only I had been more resolute... If only I had signed the blood pact directly..."

The girl's mind flashed with the image of herself in a pure white dress. She gently took the arm of her beloved and, with everyone's witnesses and blessings, they formed a blood alliance...

But unfortunately, some things are missed and there is no turning back.

All that is left is regret.

She was destined to be unable to wear that long dress for Cheng Xiao...

"wrong……"

Ashe shook her head again. The pile of forms on her desk made her face the reality—rather than those sad and regretful memories, she now needed to face the great revival of the Freljord.

She had to focus all her energy on her work, so that the Freljord Alliance could become stronger and she could forget the pain in her heart...

"The barbarians in the southwest made friends with the Noxians and clashed with our Alliance team..." Ashe read the words on the report softly, her beautiful eyebrows slightly wrinkled.

Those stubborn guys were bewitched by the Noxians. Not only did they reject the olive branch thrown by the Freljord Alliance, but they also attacked their own compatriots for the big pie promised by the Noxians... How stupid.

War and conflict are not the fundamental solution to conflicts; we must use more peaceful means...

Peace……

If Cheng Xiao were here, he would probably run over with a rope and tell others that if you don’t form an alliance with me, I will hang you at the entrance of the village?

"puff……"

The girl laughed at her own thoughts, and the image of the young man who was always unruly appeared in her mind again.

No, no, no... Is it possible that Cheng Xiao is even more violent than Sejuani, even crazier than Olaf? Maybe he'll directly threaten with violence, running to the entrance of another village alone and yelling, "I've surrounded you three hundred people, all by myself! Surrender now!" or something like that?

He really has that kind of ability!

A gentle arc appeared on the corner of Ashe's mouth, and she felt proud of the man's powerful strength.

But...soon, her smile stopped again.

Interesting fantasies bring even more painful longing.

The more she imagined this amusing scene, the more unforgettable the moment when Cheng Xiao left.

It was she...it was she who froze Cheng Xiao. It was she who ended it all.

Even though there was no choice at that time... she still felt heartbroken every time she thought about it.

"Don't think about it anymore, don't think about it anymore... I said I didn't want to think about it, but why do I keep thinking about it..."

Ash slapped his face hard until his cheeks were red.

But the more she tried to stop herself from thinking about it, the more she couldn't help but think about it... She felt irritated.

Never mind... It's time to rest now, so it's okay to think about it occasionally...

I have to work hard when it's time to work, but now I can indulge myself...

Think about it for a moment...

Just for a moment...

The girl put her head on the table, her beautiful blue eyes looking out the window.

The colors of sunset...

"It's the same dark brown as your eyes..."

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Without the protection of True Ice, Lissandra still sat on her throne, but now she could feel the chill of the ice.

The gate of the main castle has been closed for a long time. No one has ever set foot in here, and there is no whistling cold wind, but she does not feel safe at all.

The Frost Witch now stays in her castle all the time. Loneliness brings her a lot of time, and she uses all this time to sleep.

Then he enters other people's dreams and turns those dreams into nutrients to feed the ancient beings under the abyss.

Day after day...week after week...

Everyone's dreams are different, some happy, some sad, some gentle, some bloody, some beautiful, some painful... all kinds of dreams, but without exception, they all make the dream stealer feel bored.

Lissandra had seen countless dreams and had long been tired and numb of this strange journey.

until……

She entered a very strange dream.

This dream… had the aura of two souls. At first, she thought she had misperceived it, but then she definitely “saw” two souls arguing fiercely.

This dream was strange and chaotic, neither heartwarming nor terrifying... It lacked color, a gray hue between black and white... The emotions it revealed seemed filled with hatred, yet also a kind of guardian's peace of mind...

Lissandra continued to go deeper, and in this strange dream she saw some scenes from ancient times - a magnificent empire built on the desert, a war hero worshipped by thousands of people, and an ancient battlefield where blood flowed like a river...

Finally, these spectacular scenes turned to ashes in a roar, and were replaced by an abstract picture like a child's graffiti.

The image was… a lively, adorable little girl? She seemed to have heterochromatic eyes and a long braid… She was happily skipping rope, and before her was a massive sword… Okay, this image was too abstract, and Lissandra was a little confused.

She could only roughly guess that the "dream" of one soul overwhelmed the previous dream.

too weird.

Lissandra continued to go deeper, and then suddenly had a familiar feeling.

In the dream, she could not sense the breath of the dream master, nor could she identify the two souls, but she seemed to hear a familiar voice... She could never forget that voice. She would never forget it—

"How about it, isn't Miss Zoe cute? Are you interested in being Miss Zoe's dog?"

This voice is——

"Look at this long braid, look at these heterochromia eyes, look at these little over-the-knee socks... don't they look good?"

There's no mistake, this is——

"Cheng Xiao! You deserve to die!!"

A terrifying roar carrying extremely strong pressure spread throughout the dream, causing the abstract graffiti to disappear into nothingness.

Lissandra was absolutely certain.

"Cheng Xiao...is that you?"

As the words fell, the dream fell into dead silence.

The two souls stopped arguing at the same time.

Lissandra suddenly became a little panicked again, and she kept groping in this dream that was about to break, trying to touch the soul she had missed for a long time.

But... I can't find anything...

The dream begins to break, and the owner of the soul is about to wake up...

"No...wait a moment..."

Lissandra tried her best to maintain the existence of the dream, but her weak magic power could not withstand the powerful pressure of the demon.

She gradually lost herself in the void and darkness—the world outside of dreams. She could no longer see anything.

No matter how she called out that name, all she got in response was the silence of a shattered dream.

And besides her...both souls saw this "uninvited guest" who had rashly intruded.

"What are you doing?" Cheng Xiao made a dissatisfied sound.

"I don't want to be disturbed by those nasty maggots." Aatrox remained aloof.

"Is there a possibility that they weren't looking for you in the first place?"

"..."

"Look at you, you're being sentimental again."

"Keep your mouth clean, maggot!"

"So anxious, so anxious! No wonder the Twilight Spirit sealed you away back then... In my opinion, she should have engraved something on your sword before sealing you away—'I really want to be Twilight Spirit's dog' or something like that."

“You—are looking for death!!”

Aatrox released his magic in frustration.

But what good would that do? Now everyone was a trapped soul. He couldn't possibly kill Cheng Xiao. The most he could do was make him feel uncomfortable.

And the most terrifying thing is that this mortal seems to have adapted to his suppression, and even when being suppressed, he puts on a very comfortable expression, as if he is enjoying a massage.

Aatrox was almost nauseated.

So, he decided to ignore Cheng Xiao.

"You're such a wimp, you're so annoying!"

Aatrox gathered his magic and headed home.

Cheng Xiao's soul could no longer reach his Darkin Sword, and thus could no longer communicate with him. The two's voices were isolated and blocked from each other.

It was like two inmates sentenced to life imprisonment finished chatting and went back to their cells.

Now, all that remained for Aatrox was endless silence and loneliness.

He was very upset with the woman who had just barged in.

First, he was upset that she had interrupted his leisure time to bully Cheng Xiao, and second, he was upset...

Even though Cheng Xiao was sealed, there would still be people who would remember him and even come looking for him.

When the Darkin were sealed away, it was considered good enough that someone still remembered their existence, let alone someone actively looking for them.

Most of them are taking advantage of others' misfortunes and applauding.

Everyone celebrates the sealing of the Darkin.

This gap made Aatrox very unhappy.

Coupled with the graffiti that Cheng Xiao showed him and the words she said to him just now, he was even more upset.

He was really a little angry.

No, very, very angry!

Thinking back on everything that had happened during this period, Aatrox released a wisp of magic in great anger.

It wasn't released into Cheng Xiao's body to suppress his soul, but...

Released directly to the outside world - outside Cheng Xiao's body, inside the Zhenbing ice sculpture.

Although he couldn't break the damn ice seal, he could still do it if he just sent out a trace of magic power.

Don't underestimate Aatrox...

"Hmph, you noisy maggots should just get out of here. Staying here will only add to my troubles..."