Bronn held the snowball in his hand and he had returned to normal from the battle just now.

"If you don't have enough fun, Bron can play snowball fights with you."

"You are very awesome, but snowballs cannot kill people. I like sports that can kill people." Olaf shook off the snow slag on his beard with no interest.

The two of them didn't know each other anymore. Urkas seized the opportunity and suggested: "Since he proved that he was Bronn, there is no need for us to stay here. The snow is getting heavier and heavier. Find a place to hide."

"You can just find a cave to hide and wait for my good news." Olaf said with a grunt, then Serjuni shouted again, and he immediately stopped talking.

"It just so happened that Polo told Bron that there was a cave not far from here, so let Bron take you there."

...

The huge body of steel-bristled blocked the howling wind and snow outside the cave, and the temperature in the cave was warm because of the existence of the bonfire.

The injured mammoth can't run much far in this snowy day, so you can feel free to get something to eat.

Sezhunni's eyes were withdrawn from the steel mane and took off the frozen scarf. She cut one of the legs of the Crazy Clawed Beast into large pieces and inserted them on the tip of the spear, and set them on the bonfire to roast them.

This kind of thing could have been done by his men, but Se Zhuoni's demeanor was to do everything in detail and do it himself. Otherwise, she would not have joined the hunting team and appeared here. She was climbing over the bonfire with a wooden stick, and Bronn, who could no longer contain his mood, came to her.

"Bron has a reluctant request from Winter Claws, I don't know if I should say it."

The flames clearly illuminated the curiosity on Bron's face, and Se Zhuoni narrowed her eyes slightly.

Everyone said that he asked me for reluctance and asked me, do you want to be wiped out and swallowed? But for the sake of the other party being Bronn, Sejonni decided to give him more patience.

"What's wrong with you? Warriors."

"Can Bronn touch your Guvask?"

Bron giggled, Steelmane pricked up her ears and sniffed, and the steam blew the bonfire out of Mars.

Se Zhuoni looked at him with a frown. Others were afraid of being trampled to death by one foot, but Bronn wanted to come over. For some reason, she always felt that Bronn looked at Steel Bronn and was vaguely excited to see delicious food during festivals.

"It's better not to, it doesn't like you." Hearing Se Zhuoni's cold refusal, Steel Bristle's ears also put down.

"Okay." Bron regretted all the time, but he wasn't finished speaking: "It is the largest Guvasque wild boar Bron has ever seen. How did you tame it?"

Sejonni turned the barbecue aside and said, "In the early years, when I rescued the steel bristle from the slaughter room of the Noxus warship, it was just a pig. After that, I raised it and fought side by side, without having to tame it on purpose."

"Has you raised it since childhood? Then what did you give it food? How could you feed it so big?"

"It eats whatever I eat."

Sejonni handed the roasted meat to Bronn. She didn't like to scream and didn't want to hear him say this again.

But Bron didn't want it. He directly said that the meat of the Crazy Claw Beast was so sour and not delicious. Then he opened the mountaineering bag given by Zell, took out a can of it from it and opened it, and shared the food with Poluo.

The strong fragrance of the can was filled with the cave. The claws of Winter were swallowing their saliva and making a gurgling sound. Se Zhuoni cursed inwardly and stuffed the barbecue to his subordinates casually.

"Give me all! This is what your comrades earned with their lives! Who dares not to eat?"

When Se Zhuangni cursed this, she remembered her dead comrades. The few of them were in a bad mood. They turned their grief and anger into appetite and chewed the bloody barbecue fiercely.

In winter when food is scarce, it is good to have a bite of meat, and you can make a living in one go.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little dull, Urkas said, "By the way, Olaf, when did you know the trick?"

"What trick?" Olaf was gnawing on the barbecue, but he thought about the Jaw Wine in the tribe. Sezhunni was in a bad mood, and the roasted meat was even harder to swallow. He couldn't even eat the fine wine.

This mad clawed beast meat tastes really bad. It is not as good as the fat mammoth. It is full of fat when I take a bite. Oh... I'll just finish it if I cut that guy off.

In fact, if Olaf thinks this way, it doesn't mean that he can fight the mammoth one-on-one. Before meeting Se Zhuoni, he had never considered the success rate in his work, and he just went there to talk about it.

"It's just thunder," said Urkas.

"Since the last time I've been with the Bear Man..."

"Ahem." Sejoni's cough covered Olaf's voice, who followed her gesture to Bronn and immediately closed his mouth.

Sacrifices to the giant bear and killing were definitely the stupidest decision Se Zhuoni had ever made in her life. After that night of slaughter, many things changed.

This also includes Se Zhuoni herself.

After eating, Bron took out another blanket and spread it out, and signaled that Sejonni could sit on it together.

"I don't need it." It's not pretentious. Se Zhuoni herself is also a powerful ice native, and the cold is not to be afraid of.

"Did you not want to attack the village?" Bron remembered what Zel said to him, and he planned to do something on this opportunity.

Bronn is not an enemy or a friend for Sejonni. After thinking about it, she felt that there was no need to hide it.

"If the hunting of mammoth fails, we plan to do that."

"I can help you hunt mammoths, as long as you stop slaughtering the people of Avarosa." Bron said: "I know that your Winter Claws often lack food, and they will starve many people to death every winter. Less than half of the ten children can grow up alive."

"Tell me your conditions." Sejonni was a little moved. If Bron joins, the hunting would undoubtedly be much smoother.

"There is no condition. For Bronn, the Frelljords are all brothers and sisters. Bronn doesn't want to see his family starve to death, and he doesn't want them to kill each other."

The intention turned into an accident. Sejonni was amused and surprised: "Aren't you afraid that Winter Claws will be full and have the strength to rob Avarosa again? Be kind to the enemy is cruel to yourself. They hope that we will starve to death in winter. And they did this, build walls and set up defense lines. Winter Claws and Avarosa will never be peaceful."

"Mother Zhan, will you still rob if you have enough food? Are any of you born to enjoy killing? Just ask yourself and tell Bronn the answer." Bronn's voice became deep and rhythmic.

"No." Se Zhuoni let out a heavy breath, "No one likes that."

"Then Bron tells you that a mammoth can relieve the food problem of Winter's Claw for seven days and also bring about seven days of peace in Avarosa. For Bron, it's worth it."

Looking at Bronn, Sejonni grinned and said, "You are such an interesting guy, more interesting than that guy Olaf."

"Who is calling me?" Olaf, half-dream, scratched his ears and opened his sleepy eyes.

"You heard it wrong, go to sleep with yours."
Chapter completed!