Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Stay away from me, human!"

Wenresa. The Windrunner looked at the human mage Luo Ning in disgust. The two were hiding in a rock in the Hillsbrad hills, near the Arathi Highlands and the Saldo Bridge, in the evening , A red dragon flew across the sky, which made the two quickly hide.

"Don't touch me! Or cut your hand!"

Wen Leisa waved the dagger in her hand, and there was still a trace of blood on the dagger. Luo Ning saw how the knives pierced into the back of an orc scout more than ten minutes ago.

The cruelty displayed by Windrunner’s chick scared Luo Ning a little. He shrugged and took two steps back. He was a little farther away from Wenlessa, but the mountain stream was so big. The rhythm still makes the bad mood of Wen Leisa, who has good hearing, worse.

But for Luo Ning, this time the mission dispatched by Dalaran was not bad. At least there was a pleasing elf girl around him, which made his dark mood slightly better.

Luo Ning accepted the commission of his mentor Krasus and went to Grimbato to investigate the situation of the Red Dragon and the Orc. This was a very dangerous action, but Luo Ning still accepted it. Maybe he wanted to wash himself in Dalaran. The bad "fame" may be to prove something. In short, he was alone and brought a portable teleportation array made by the Grand Masters to the Hillsbrad Foothills.

As for another member of this covert operation, Winresa Windrunner, this excellent ranger from Quel'Thalas, this time she just came out to relax.

"Hey, human!"

The red dragon's figure disappeared into the dim sky, Wen Lei Sha shook her head, jumped out of the mountain stream, leaned against a tree, and said to Luo Ning:

"Is there any wine?"

"Uh?"

This requirement somewhat surprised the mage. In his impression, the high elves represented by Prince Kael'thas are very elegant and respect for etiquette. Before he set off from Dalaran, Prince Kael'thas also made a special trip After receiving him, he temporarily taught him some investigative magic that only elves would use, and the show-off dinner in the Prince's Mage Tower also made Luo Ning feel the only trace of warmth in the cold city.

This makes Luo Ning very much like the high elves, but the silver-haired beauty in front of him has subverted Luo Ning's impression of the high elves.

It can be seen that Wen Lei Sa was born in a famous family, and she had temperament in every move, but she was rude and reckless in form, with a hint of vent, and looked carefully. Although Wen Lei Sa's eyes are very beautiful, they are completely hidden Can't hold the dark circles, this was not formed overnight, this girl must have been very bad recently.

"give."

Luo Ning took out a hip flask from the storage rucksack, and after freezing it with frost magic, he handed it to Wenlessa. He did not have any thoughts about this elf. In fact, no human mage would have this. Delusion.

With knowledge and insight, they are well aware that the love of short-lived and long-lived species is destined to be a tragedy from the beginning.

But for men, watching such a little beauty drinking alone, more or less curious and... caring.

So Luo Ning sat quietly 10 meters away from Wenlessa. He took out a piece of bacon, cut it, and handed it to Wenlessa with a magic hand. The latter took it in his hand and heard Luo Ning asked in a low voice:

"You... you are from the Windrunner family, right?"

"Ok?"

Wen Leisa's eyes narrowed into a line, staring at Luo Ning with a dangerous eye:

"I don't remember I told you my last name!"

"No, no, don't think about it."

Luo Ning took the bacon and smiled and said, "Meris and me are friends. Are you aware of Maris? Nathanos Maris, Lordaeron’s first Ranger General, is said to be in front of him After a period of time in Quel'Thalas, he studied with the Ranger General, but was accidentally injured, so he returned to Lordaeron to cultivate."

"Oh, that disgusting human being."

Wen Lei Sa is already a little bit boring. She is not a well-drinking Ranger. She looked at Luo Ning and mockedly said:

"He wants to play with my sister's feelings! A disgusting mess! You should ask, is the arrow I shot at them enough for them when they are dating! Does his left leg still hurt?"

"Uh..."

The atmosphere of the conversation became embarrassing again. Luo Ning did hear that his friend Nathanos was injured accidentally. But Maris himself did not want to say that Luo Ning was not easy to ask. Now it seems that Luo Dan The rumours that Lun had circulated about Maris and that General Sylvanas were not groundless.

"But I heard that Maris and General Ranger's feelings are pure. He is also a polite gentleman, he is not very good at making..."

Luo Ning decided to justify his friend, but just at the beginning, he saw Wen Lei Sa withdraws the war bow with his backhand at a super fast speed, and used the arrow to open the bow. It was almost a blink of an eye, and a cold light. The arrow penetrated the ground under his feet, less than one finger away from his legs.

This made the young mage startle in a cold sweat, he jumped up and shouted to Wen Lei Sa:

"Are you crazy?"

Wen Leisa's eyes were dangerous, staring at him like a hunter in the night:

"Don't start him before my eyes!"

Silence fell between the two again, until more than ten minutes later, Luo Ning raised a bonfire in the dark night, the two sat silently by the bonfire, Luo Ning secretly glanced at Wen Lei Za, He said:

"So, you were expelled from the ranks of the Voyager Legion because of this incident?"

Wen Leisa sat by the campfire, holding her knees in both hands, and answered without raising her head:

"You know a lot, humans."

"It is necessary to understand the companion's situation. Before I left, Lord Lor'themar told me something about you."

Luo Ning whispered:

"He was very sorry for this. He said that you should have been an excellent ranger lord and assisted your sister, but because of the impulse, there was a big fight between your sisters. He asked me to take care of you in the task. "

"I don't need to take care! I'll take care of your kindness."

Wen Lei Sa said indifferently:

"Women in the Windrunner family don't need men to take care! Don't drag me on the hind legs."

"Also, I am more curious. I hope you can answer the questions that have been buried in my mind for several years."

Luo Ning's expression also became sad. He looked back at the Hillsbrad Hills shrouded in darkness behind him. He whispered:

"During the orc war, I lost my friends in this forest. Only me survived. We were ambushed by death knights in the forest, but not death knights belonging to the tribe."

The mage stared at Winresa opposite the campfire. He knew that this question might irritate the moody ranger in front of him, but he had to ask:

"I want to ask you, those death knights, Tyrion, Tyrion. Dawnblade, what is his relationship with the windrunners? Where is he now? What is he doing? Will he come back?"

"What? You want to avenge your dead companions?"

Wen Leisa raised her head, she looked at Luo Ning, the pain on the mage's face was not disguised, the ranger could tell, so she was willing to answer this question, but her tone was still as bad as before:

"It's you alone?"

"Dead this heart, Luo Ning, even Tyrion 4 years ago, can easily strangle you, not to mention now..."

Wen Leisa's voice became hoarse:

"My sister, Aurelia, the original patriarch of the Windrunner, she voluntarily stayed in Draenor to save the dark soul, she is going to die! She grew up with Tyrion, she always feels Tyrion still has kindness in his heart...well, well, I admit, maybe he does have some conscience."

Windrunner chick curled her body by the bonfire, she hated Ronin, but at this time, in this quiet late night, away from Quel'Thalas, which upset her, she was willing to hide her heart Tell others, especially a stranger... the guy who will die in the task at any time.

"When the orcs attacked Quel'Thalas, Lilas and I hid in Silvermoon City. I wanted to go out to fight, but I was stopped by the eldest sister and the second sister at the gate."

Wen Leisa's eyes lost focus and stared at the campfire in front of her. She said softly:

"They took the Ranger to support the front battlefield. Our mother was trapped in that battlefield. Everyone was very worried. At that time, we did not know that Tyrion was already at Quel'Thalas. He opened the barrier and put The orc was put into the Yongge Forest... but at the most critical moment, he closed the enchantment again and trapped the orcs in the battlefield."

"It's hard to say why he did it, but then everyone said he was actually helping Quel'Thalas, but I don't believe it! I don't believe a dead man would be so kind until I saw the mother's tombstone, Tyrion , The tombstone erected by Tyrion... Oh, I haven’t said that he is the adopted son of our family, and his mother treats him like a son."

Wen Lei Sa spoke upside down, representing her chaotic mood at this time.

"He avenged his mother, killed the orc warlock, and then pursued thousands of miles, and he was completely settled in the tomb of Sargeras. These were all written in the letters sent back by the elder sister. ...But Tyrion’s life or death has anything to do with me? Although I call him brother, I care more about my sister! My elder sister Aurelia...she stayed in Delano, No one knows what happened to her, and no one knows how the cold undead will treat her."

Two tears burst from the corners of Wen Leisa's eyes, and her voice was a little trembling.

"I dare not think about it, I can’t sleep every night, and the second sister is also sad. I can feel that she is uneasy and she is also worried, but her person is always cold, she will not show it, Until I found out that she was still dating that human... My elder sister clearly told her before she left! And when she died at home, she was still dating!"

A flash of anger shone in Wen Leisa's eyes:

"I shot Nasanos with an arrow, I just wanted to warn her that I could have aimed at his heart... Nasanos showed me the shadow of Tyrion, they are all the same polite, the same I am very affectionate, I will comfort people, but the more I do, the less I can let my second sister suffer the same fate! I want to protect my family! In my way!"

The stubbornness in that language made Luo Ning couldn't help but shudder, but after a moment, after he calmed down, he looked at Wenlessa, he sighed, and handed a handkerchief to the Ranger, He said softly:

"Actually, you are thinking about him, right? From your words, although you said you hate Tyrion, but I can hear you really treat him as a loved one, sorry, I can't imagine my loved one What will I look like after suffering such doom, maybe I will be more extreme than you..."

The mage shook his head:

"Compared to your experience, my past suffering is not worth mentioning. I'm sorry to have caused your sadness."

"Your suffering?"

Wen Leisa sneered and wiped her tears with a handkerchief. She looked at Luo Ning: "What is your misery? How can you understand my pain."

"Me, I am a useless person."

Luo Ning was not angry because of Wen Leisa's sarcasm. He smiled at himself and whispered:

"I'm also an unlucky person, you know, the mages of Dalaran like to tease their juniors and give them nicknames, my nickname is... the disaster of walking, everything is because of my bad luck and me Incompetence..."

In the quiet night of the Hillsbrad hills, humans and elves chatted aimlessly. In the glare of a bonfire, the night had slowly passed, and at this time, in the snow-covered Kazmo Dan, Aurelia reached out and brushed her long, dark blond hair. She looked at the north beyond the mountain in front of her eyes. Behind her were five blood elf watchmen headed by Nasa.

Kazmodan's cold snowflakes slapped on the pedestrian's body, but did not make them feel cold, because the blood flowing in the blood vessels of their bodies was colder than the ice.

Aurelia held out her hand and put a touch of snowflakes in her palm. Her scarlet tongue licked her lips and whispered:

"It's almost there, Grim Batol, Red Dragon, Black Dragon... It is said that the fresh dragon blood will be delicious..."

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