Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

Text 0865 The World's No. 1 Dog Licker

But it won't be long before she finds out who did it.

Outside the woods, everyone could vaguely see a figure with demon wings.

He is hunting those hell dogs, and the hell dogs are a dish in front of him.

Eonar frowned, seeing that figure, she never thought that there were such a number of people in Dalaran.

Only Tyrande's brows gradually wrinkled.

Finally, the man rushed out of the woods.

There was a terrifying sense of oppression exuding from his body.

The surrounding hell dogs and Morgo craftsmen fled away one after another.

But when he rushed out of the woods, he froze for a moment.

It was a tall, strange face with devil wings and devil horns.

His eyes were covered with a black cloth, and he seemed to be blind.

In both hands he held a pair of emerald green double-edged scimitars.

Seeing this shape, seeing this weapon, even a blind man would know who it is.

He may not be the most powerful man on Azeroth.

But he must be the best one, not one of them.

Illidan. Stormrage! The most complete man, the most powerful sister-in-law.

Once turned countless warriors and thieves into incomplete men.

Perhaps the whole world spurned him, but soldiers and thieves would not spurn him.

Even if he turned those warriors and thieves into half men.

There were still countless warriors and thieves who first knelt down and prayed when facing him.

"Tyrande!?" Illidan Stormrage looked at Tyrande bewilderedly.

Even if he is blind, he can instantly sense the aura... the smell of Tyrande.

Just then, a hand was placed on Tyrande's shoulder.

"Demon hunter, put down your weapon, or... I will let Tyrande into my bed tonight."

A group of people took the initiative to distance themselves from Jin Si, expressing their unfamiliarity with Jin Si.

Illidan Stormrage became angry instantly, and his whole body was exuding frenzied fel energy.

the pair in hand

"Let go of Tyrande, something is coming at me!"

Jin Si rolled his eyes: "Brother, I'm not interested in you, if you give me the egg knife, then Tyrande will be yours."

Illidan Stormrage said angrily that the sword is in the man's life, but the sword is dead and the man is dead.

Then, Illidan Stormrage threw a pair of egg knives in front of Jin Si.

Jin Si pushed Tyrande and sent her to Illidan Stormrage.

Anyway, it's not my own, so I don't feel bad at all.

"Tyrande, are you alright?" Illidan Stormrage helped his sister-in-law up.

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"Illidan, why are you here?"

Illidan Stormrage was very angry. He was originally Kil'jaeden's lackey, or pretended to be Kil'jaeden's lackey.

Kil'jaeden sent him to Icecrown Citadel, ye recalcitrant Kel'Thuzad.

He has crossed mountains and seas, mountains and seas of people, across the continent of Kalimdor.

After spending two years, I finally came to Northrend and finally found Icecrown Citadel.

He was halfway up the mountain when a lump of poop fell from the sky.

Do you think this can be tolerated? Illidan Stormrage ran away on the spot.

Fly directly to Dalaran.

Found that there are demons everywhere.

He thinks Dalaran is likely to be an outpost of the Burning Legion.

Then lurking in Dalaran, this time has been waiting for an opportunity to kill some Morgo artisans.

Everyone looked at Jin Si after hearing Illidan Stormrage's words.

It was accidentally injured by him.

Everyone couldn't help sympathizing with Illidan Stormrage.

How bad is this, to be accidentally injured by Aga Ma Gan's papa.

"The egg knife belongs to me, and mine is for you."

Jin Si also took out his egg knife, which was stronger than Illidan Stormrage's egg knife.

But it's a fake after all.

Jin Si still thinks it smells genuine.

This is like porcelain made by modern technology,

No matter how high the level of craftsmanship is, there is no fragrance of porcelain in the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

Illidan Stormrage rolled on the donkey, grabbed the egg knife that Jin Si threw on the ground, and pointed the blade at Jin Si at the same time.

Jin Si was not angry at all with Illidan Stormrage's actions.

Everyone is licking the dog, why bother to lick the dog.

"Eggy, we are not enemies."

Illidan Stormrage was noncommittal to Jin Si's words.

"Put down your weapons, let's talk." Jin Si said again.

Illidan Stormrage remained unmoved, looking at Jin Si warily.

"If you don't put down your weapon, then I will let Tyrande sleep with me tonight."

Illidan Stormrage chose to believe Jin Si's words.

Jin Si stepped forward and put his arm on Illidan Stormrage's shoulder: "Come on, let's talk while walking, I feel like we are old friends we haven't seen for many years."

Illidan Stormrage didn't want to go, he was where Tyrande was.

"If you stay longer, I will..."

Then Illidan Stormrage obediently followed Jin Si away.

"Who are you?" Illidan Stormrage asked.

"Like you, enemies of the Burning Legion."

"So what's the matter with the demon here?"

"Is it hard to understand? You use the power of demons to hunt demons, and I enslave demons. In essence, we are all the same. We all hate demons and protect the peace of this world."

"How did you know?"

Illidan Stormrage frowned and asked.

Everyone thinks he has fallen, and no one trusts him.

Not even Tyrande trusted him.

But Illidan Stormrage still forged ahead alone.

It has to be said that Illidan Stormrage is the most tragic hero in the history of Warcraft.

Even if Tyrande doesn't believe him, he still protects Tyrande and the world in his own way.

After being imprisoned by Tyrande and Malfurion Stormrage for ten thousand years, he still never forgot his love for Tyrande.

After 10,000 years, Tyrande released him from prison and said I need you.

Illidan Stormrage directly picked up the egg knife and followed Tyrande out.

During the 10,000 years in prison, Illidan Stormrage relied on a small yellow flower given to him by Tyrande to comfort his soul.

He even used his own strength to keep this little yellow flower from withering for ten thousand years.

Jin Si's eyes suddenly became deep, looking at the distant sky.

"I also have someone I love. I want to protect the world in my own way. As long as I can kill all disasters that threaten this world in the bud, then she doesn't have to face disasters by herself."

Illidan Stormrage looked at Jin Si and suddenly felt a sense of recognition.

"Now I am going to eradicate an ancient god hiding in the depths of this mountain range, and Tyrande will also join the battle at that time. Are you also a member of this battle?"

"I will go wherever Tyrande goes." Illidan Stormrage said firmly, "But I need my own weapons."

"The pair of weapons I gave you are more powerful than the ones you used to. Hurry up and get familiar with them. You will need them in battle."

"I prefer my own weapon..."

"What have you eaten these days? Let's go, I've prepared a big dinner for you."

"I have lived with my weapon for ten thousand years... Only the Glaive of Azzinoth can bring out my full power..."

"Would you like to dine with Tyrande?"

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