Stormwind God

The expression of infinite joy on the girl's face was not a pretense, it was a real joy.

Looking at the girl's eyes from a little confused and fearful, to the current Enron and hope, Duke felt that he had really fallen, and turned around and received a gift.

"What's your name?" Duke asked.

Unexpectedly, the girl did not answer him, but instead kneeled and stepped back, kneeling down.

"Please give your name!"

"I'm asking your name?" Duke was a little hesitant.

"No compatriots have treated me as an upper elf. My old name is meaningless. So I asked the owner to give me a name."

Duke questioned many times, and the girl still refused to answer. Duke was also discouraged. It was impossible for him to take anyone who belonged to this era, but he thought helplessly: Well, let's go back and throw her to Tyrande. After all, everything done now is just an expedient measure to paralyze the enemy.

"Selega! Yes, you'll call Selega * Utilia in the future!" Du somebody had a bad taste.

The girl gladly accepted, and she put her hands on her shoulders and bowed to Duke: "From this moment on, I'm your only Selega * Ubitilia!"

"come here!"

"Yes!"

In the shadow form, Duke stretched out his black finger and gently began to scratch off from the shoulder of Selega. In the slight trembling of the girl, the fingertips passed through the girl's collarbone, and then passed through the canyon to the navel Around the eyes, circle gently.

Despite the shyness, the girl quietly endured the slight uneasiness and fear in her heart.

"Well, unexpectedly, your qualifications are top-notch." Seriously, Duke was quite surprised, thinking that Queen Azshara had dropped a sugar-coated cannonball, at most it was a charming vase. Upon inspection, it was found that this was a completely uncultivated virgin land!

Don't think crooked.

It is about the qualification of the young girl who is now called Seleca.

Although she is not strong now, her skeleton, muscle composition, and even the magic circuit that has not been fully formed have even the highest potential!

It is only a matter of time before entering the realm of heroes.

The most rare thing is that, like most moon guards, she is a typical demonic martial arts!

Favors agility, but is still an intellectual hero in his bones.

Who is she?

Another one who was buried in the long river of history and failed to become a heroic tragedy?

Duke felt with emotion. Speaking of which, the ancient times were also a time when many heroes emerged. Think about it, Dasrema * Sunstrider, who founded the kingdom of Quel'Thalas in one hand, is now a modest presence among the elven nobility. The embarrassing Huiyue level strength made him unable to fail.

Selega, who was praised by Duke, had a little joy on her face, but didn't dare to be proud of herself: "Please pity the master."

"Pity? As long as you give me eternal loyalty, I will!" Duke rose up and left her behind: "I'm not interested today, you serve Tyrande first!"

In the eyes of Selija, she resigned, and she was sent by the empress. Who would have thought she should serve a prisoner of war, as a slave woman?

But she set her mentality well.

She was dead before, now she must hold Duke's thigh tightly.

Duke returned to his side hall, Tyrande was furious, and cursed in his heart: "Dukang, you bastard! I only took over last night, and I went out this morning to change my taste !?"

Knowing that he didn't love this man, he just couldn't help getting angry.

Du Kang lies down!

Last night, during the fierce battle, Duke followed ‘History’ and called himself Du Kang to Tyrande. Then at this time without knowing someone, Du Kang lay down.

Woo! Jiu Shengdu's coffin board couldn't hold it!

Duke didn't know ...

"Master of Departed, she is ..." Tyrande asked calmly.

"Queen Azshara sent my dancer, Selega. But now I am a maid. From today, she will serve you."

Sai Lei Jia came up and bowed respectfully.

Tyrande bounced in the corner of his eyes, and there was a sense of peace in his heart: it seems that this **** pays attention to my feelings ... Tyrande! patience! You have to be patient! All this is a personal sacrifice made to destroy the Burning Legion! As long as the demons can be wiped out, the blood of the compatriots will be revenge. Besides, this is something even the goddess Elune agrees with. This is the will of the goddess ...

Women's minds are very delicate.

In the midst of the enemy's battle, Tyrande unconsciously regarded Duke as his greatest trust, and on the other hand, the way of righteousness drove her to do all kinds of things she reluctantly had to do.

Especially when Duke turned around and brought back a beautiful elf girl comparable to her, it even worsened Tyrande's sense of crisis.

One night, she was the most profound experience of Duke's two sides. At this moment, Duke's will was undoubtedly kind, but in order to lurk in the Burning Legion, he had to keep a lot of dark power in his body. Even though it was for a noble purpose, she found that darkness was still quietly devouring Duke's heart.

This is a very bad sign.

In case Duke really falls! She's going to follow. Even more frightening is that it may lead to the destruction of the world of Azeroth!

Glancing again at the elf girl named Selega, Tyrande was shy, and approached Duke gently, and reached Duke's ear: "In this day, I will try to like you! Asshole ! "

Duke smiled bitterly. These days, of course, means until the Burning Legion hits the street.

Well, you love everything.

A pure white mooncloth long skirt wrapped Tyrande's muscular body.

He didn't twist his waist, step on the lotus step or anything, but Tyrande walked naturally to the middle of the side hall with the most solemn steps. There was a strange sense of holy beauty.

Gently took off the boots, and suddenly the long legs of most human women were exposed in front of Duke.

The next moment, the solemn priest's breath disappeared, and there was a charm that had never been seen before and only belonged to a mature woman in bloom.

This was a weird scene. Without any accompaniment, Tyrande stepped on noble and moving dance steps, twisted her undulating body, and fluttered her vitality and passion. The eyes are extremely complicated.

Grieving, complaining, a slight resentment, and a slight surrender.

I don't know when it's all over, Duke's ghosts have sent him down, and Tyrande has been hugged to the sofa.

Tyrande also broke the jar and closed his eyes, but he did not resist Duke's attack.

Just then, the twins' voices suddenly came from the door of the temple.

"Oh, Infernal Affairs, I will introduce you to a legion of Kaldorei, Illidan * Furious Wind!"

When Tyrande's eyes shocked the familiar amber eyes, Tyrande had a doomsday feeling on the spot.

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