Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 1157 253. You stupid murloc! You have kidnapped a god!

On the coast of the Mifeng Orchard further north in Podong Village, Lorewalker Zhou Zhuo built a fire under the light of dusk. He roasted the dry food he carried on the fire, and looked at him anxiously and apprehensively. The rolling river in the distance.

"Why hasn't your master come back? Several hours have passed."

He asked the little murloc who was playing in the water not far away, and the latter glared at the stinky panda and croaked a few times.

It can never call Boo Laike "master".

That's its captain.

This murloc is also a respectable pirate in Azeroth.

The names of the Gualaguala Pirates are all on the bounty lists of the human nations, and in the Navy Department of Kul Tiras, there are several thousand gold coins for the little murloc's fish head.

This stinky panda really can't speak.

Let those hozens arrest him and beat him up!

"What kind of eyes do you have?"

Zhou Zhuo looked at the angry little murloc in surprise, stroked his beard and said:

"I know you have great confidence in His Excellency Bu Laike's ability, but what he is going to face is our most powerful warrior monk in Pandaria, Zhu Taran's life as head is a legend.

He had completed his practice at the White Tiger Temple in Kunlai Mountains, and was appreciated by Xuen Tianzun. He also served in Serpentine Spine, repelled the last mantid invasion, and killed several mantid elders with his own hands.

The lizardfolk of Krasarang Wilds feared him like a tiger, and the yaungol of Townlong Steppes shunned him.

It is said that his martial arts has reached its peak.

Although the story of Master Zhu is not as legendary as the big events that Bu Laike has shaped around the world, he is definitely not something you can deal with casually

Ah, he's back! "

Lao Zhou hadn't finished bragging about his own people when he saw a familiar figure appearing in front of him amidst the surging tide on the coast ahead, and he immediately cheered.

It's not that the relationship between Zhou Zhuo and Bu Laike is so good.

The main reason is that the two are now grasshoppers on the same rope. If something happens to Bu Laike, the best choice for Lao Zhou is to voluntarily surrender himself.

The little murloc also let out a yell of joy, threw the few fish he had just caught by the bonfire on the coast, and rushed towards Bu Laike with his big feet.

However, it was only after getting close to Xiaoyu that he realized that Laike's situation was not good.

The proud stinky pirate who always walks with the wind is clutching his stomach, walking somewhat staggeringly, his left hand is twitching abnormally, and there are still spots of blood on the torn clothes.

The hozen mask was not worn but was hung on the waist, the normally smooth blond hair was also messed up, there were bloodstains at the corner of the pirate's mouth, his eyes were bruised like a panda, and his mouth moved uncomfortably.

Finally, under the stunned gaze of Bomburba, Bo Laike turned his head and spat, and a few broken teeth came out of his mouth.

"What are you looking at? Have you never seen Handsome Pot?"

The pirate turned his head and kicked the little murloc rudely, cursing.

But the funny gesture of his leaking words did make the evil-hearted Benbo Erba show a weird and unlucky smile when he bowed his head. How could this be hidden from Bo Laike?

The result was kicked again.

But the little murloc didn't care anymore.

What a beauty to see Bo Laike in rare misfortune.

If it wasn't for the fear of being retaliated by the stinky pirates, the little murloc would have taken out the dwarf camera in his bag and took a few close-ups of the stinky pirates.

This is his black history.

"Come and help me, old Zhou, didn't you see that I was injured internally?"

Bu Laike walked a few steps on the beach and shouted something in front of him. Zhou Zhuo hurried over to help the pirate. Bu Laike complained as he walked towards the bonfire:

"This damn 'separation of muscles and bones' makes me feel like my internal organs have been displaced. Why do you pandaren monks still have such insidious kung fu? Is this a sorcery?

Absolutely sorcery! It was born to torture people. "

"Ah, splitting the muscles and bones is a method that monks use when they deal with the heinous villains. It seems that you really angered the head of Zhu Taran."

Zhou Zhuo complained:

"Seeing that you were beaten so badly, did you lose? Should we turn ourselves in? Are we going to run away?"

"Losing fart!"

Bu Laike laughed twice, straightened his back triumphantly, and was about to speak, but the waist and abdomen that had been hit by the split muscles and bones began to convulse and hurt again, making him have to bend down.

He grunted maliciously and said:

"I won! Don't look at me so miserable, Zhu Taran is worse than me!

I beat him with my own hands until he knelt down and begged for mercy and vomited blood. You haven't seen how embarrassed he is. Fortunately, his words of begging for mercy were nice, so my lord let him go.

Hehe, tormented by the burning curse of the Nian Beast and the sinful mark of the pirate, this wave will make him uncomfortable for the rest of his life!

Don't run away, let's rest here.

After seeing my superb and deadly martial arts with my own eyes, Zhu Taran will no longer send his minions to die, and we can be quiet for a few days.

Well."

The stinky pirate was lying beside the bonfire on the beach, clutching his stomach. Seeing him coming, he also heard that the bad boss had defeated the frightening Zhu Taran in legends.

The monkey dressed in pandaren armor obediently presented a jug of wine, which was appreciated by Bu Laike's admiring eyes.

The stinky pirate grabbed the jug and poured a few gulps into his mouth, smoothed the blood stains from Shu's mouth, and said to the little murlocs, Zhou Zhuo and the hozen:

"I'll take a rest for a while, and you'll be vigilant around the area. We'll have a meal after I sleep, and then we'll set off. Old Zhou, go cook! I want to eat jade fish soup and couple's lung slices! I'll have some snacks or something."

After speaking, Bu Laike took out the sleeping bag in the luggage and lay down by the fire, and soon fell into a restful sleep.

Listen to his bragging.

But with his own injury still unhealed, he fought against a master monk like Zhu Taran, and the pressure on Bu Laike was not small.

Zhu Taran is not one of those parallel import legends that can be dismissed casually, with the fighting power that Sect Master Zhu showed just now, he may be able to last for a while when facing Queen Azshara.

Especially at the end of the battle, Zhu Taran's unique skills of "separation of soul and body" and "rebirth from the cocoon" were almost magical, and the pirates he beat had no temper at all.

Although the stinky pirates had also sparred with Lao Chen before, even with his good temper, he rarely used the monk's killer move even if he really fought. It was rare for the pirates to feel the sense of oppression brought by the peak of fighting skills.

But Zhu Taran is a counterexample.

This guy completely showed the most aggressive side of the monk way. Fortunately, there is only one such tyrannical monk in Pandaria, otherwise Bu Laike would really have a headache.

And watching the stinky pirates go to sleep with a contented smile after a big battle.

The little murloc rolled his eyes and walked over, first shook the captain to confirm that he was asleep, then quietly escaped from the dwarf camera, took several pictures from various angles, and then croaked in satisfaction to Mifeng Go to the orchard.

Armed with pandaren armor and weapons snatched from the Qinglong Temple, the hozen followed behind it, rushing mightily into the largest orchard in the Jade Forest, temporarily driving the pandaren farmers out.

The bad boss said that the surroundings need to be vigilant, and how can Zhou Zhuo cook without a kitchen?

However, the hozens didn't hurt the pandaren. They stayed here for a couple of days and spent money to buy food from the pandaren. The two sides got along really well.

"Speak well, don't be so vicious! Put away your weapons! What if you hurt the child?"

Zhou Zhuo, a good old man, complained that the hozens were acting rough, but the hozens ignored him but were afraid of the majesty of the boss, so they put away their weapons obediently.

Lao Zhou comforted those compatriots, explained to them that he just needed to borrow the kitchen, and asked the distressed little murloc to withdraw some money as compensation, which relieved the farmers in Mifeng Orchard.

Pandaren commoners respect Lao Zhou's status as a lorewalker.

These simple turkeys have simple minds, and they respect wisdom and knowledge.

Especially after collecting the money, the farmers temporarily evacuated the pandaren children to the farm outside the orchard, and both parties agreed to come back half a day later.

Zhou Zhuo ran to the kitchen to cook, while the hozens patrolled around brazenly and stole fruit from the peach trees in the orchard.

Anyway, I gave money, so I don’t eat for nothing.

The little murloc himself croaked and turned around. Its inherent good luck made it quickly find a very old abandoned shrine in the corner of the huge Mifeng Orchard.

It should be left behind by the ancestors of the Pandaren. Benbo Erba found some ancient coins and some very strange pottery fragments near the shrine, as well as a mogu jade figurine covered in mud, which looks like a magic item.

This unexpected harvest made the little murloc very happy.

It squatted by the river and wiped the treasure it found, planning to find Zhou Zhuo to find out the origin of this thing later.

Lorewalkers are some of the best treasure hunters in Pandaria.

"Hey! Mogu warrior figurines, this is a very rare thing. It is said that it was made by the magicians under his command when the tyrant Lei Shen ruled Pandaria, and was given to the leader of the Mogu tribe.

Where did you find it? "

A pleasant voice suddenly sounded behind the little murloc, making the murloc squatting happily playing in the water suddenly vigilant, Benbo Erba quickly hid the cleaned jade figurine in his bag, turned his head and stared and spoke guy.

From its ferocious appearance, it seemed that it wanted to beat up the peeping bastard.

But when he turned around, the little murloc froze in place.

Behind her is a little pandaren girl, tiny, wearing a red skirt and jacket, with double buns tied up with red headbands, and delicate wooden hairpins stuck in her hair.

The little panda blinked its big eyes, and was looking curiously at the strange-looking little murloc in a sailor suit in front of him.

She seemed to be seeing such a playful creature for the first time.

This is normal.

Pandaria is the only rare fantasy land in Azeroth where there is no murloc tribe. Well, there are actually murlocs here, but they are taller, majestic and elegant jinyu, rather than the traditional wretched little murlocs.

"Quack!"

Benbo Erba has always been tolerant towards cubs of all races, probably because he didn't have a happy childhood when he was young, so little murlocs generally don't bully children.

But the little panda in front of him made the murloc feel very strange.

She is so bold!

How dare you approach the head of the terrifying croak gua la pirate group alone! She actually looked at herself like a pet! Wow, what a red panda that is braver than a hozen!

Must be taught a lesson!

Thinking of this, Ben Bo Erba rolled up his sleeves, sneered twice, took out a small packet of brightly colored elf hard candy from his bag, and stuffed it viciously into the paw of the little panda in front of him.

He pulled out his own salted fish hammer again, swung it in front of the little panda in a decent manner, and threatened and ordered her to eat up all the candies with a grinning grin!

Or beat her up!

Ha, that's the horrible thing the evil murloc pirates do! Hahahaha, you brave little panda, tremble in fear!

"Do I have to eat it all?"

The little panda girl in front of her stared in astonishment at the bag of elf hard candies that smelled like fruit and looked like scattered jewels stuffed into her hand. She blinked her dark eyes and looked at the vicious murloc in front of her.

The latter nodded seriously at her, and then made a strange swinging motion.

It means that if you can't finish eating, you will be beaten!

But the salted fish hammer in its hand, full of sarcasm and happiness, flipped up and down because of this movement, making the little panda squint its eyes and cover its mouth trying not to smile, so as not to anger the "terrible" murloc pirate in front of it.

She opened the bag of hard candy, took out a red candy from it, put it in her mouth and bit it open, the sweet feeling made the little panda squint its eyes in satisfaction and happiness.

She took out another green one and handed it to the little murloc.

It means to eat together.

But the little murloc shook his head with a majestic gesture and refused.

It is a terrible and evil pirate murloc, how could it eat something handed by a child.

This is so undignified.

Moreover, the little murloc is going through its third tooth moulting period, so it can't eat too much sweets, lest the new sharper teeth grow crooked, and those idiot murlocs under its command will definitely secretly laugh at it.

Just like Laike who had a headache back then, the little murloc's dignity is getting deeper day by day, and he is beginning to face the dilemma of being spread gossip and shameful gossip by a group of incompetent and useless subordinates.

An hour later, Zhou Zhuo, who came out of the kitchen with a hot meal, suddenly heard happy laughter from the river.

He glanced over there, and found that the little murloc, who always put on airs, was sitting on the river beach with a pandaren cub who didn't know where.

Two little guys of different races sat and rocked on the toy made of springs and childish chairs, and they didn't know what to talk about.

"Hey, let's eat."

Zhou Zhuo yelled over there, and then yelled at the hozens around him who wanted to steal food from the plate, telling them to pick up the tables, chairs and wine jars, and go to the campfire where Braike was. go.

The stinky pirate who smelled the aroma of the food sniffed his nose in his sleep, and quickly stood up, yawning and stretching himself. His pandaren has improved a lot, his stomach pain is gone, and his mental state has improved.

"Eat and eat."

The stinky pirate looked at the delicious food in front of him in satisfaction. He skillfully picked up the chopsticks and was about to take a sip from the flagon when he turned his head and saw the little murloc and its new friend walking along the river beach.

"puff"

When he saw the cute little panda with a ball head and a red skirt next to the little murloc, Bu Laike took a sip of wine from his mouth.

It was spraying on Zhou Zhuo's face opposite, making You Xue look confused.

"Bastard! You bastard!"

Bu Laike patted the table, and angrily cursed at the bewildered little murloc:

"Can't you find an ordinary person to make friends with? Are you the one who lured Dongfang Qinglong to me? Damn it, see if I don't beat you to death today!"

(end of this chapter)