Stratholme God

   Chapter 595 Plant a green tree for his heart (1 more)

   There seems to be a vague and illusory human voice echoing in the distance, full of ethereal and sinister feeling, a kind of trance like a howling banshee whispering in her ear.

   Just the feeling of the evil energy on McDonald's body made the little friends' scalps numb.

  What's more funny is...

   "Everyone be careful!" In the distance, a female Kaldorei archer with a nervous expression pulled her bowstring.

   "Uh, Shandris!?" Malfurion was dumbfounded, and while gesturing to stop Shandris, he hurriedly explained to McDonald: "She is the newly adopted daughter of Tyrande Whisper."

   It was Shandris Feathermoon who came uninvited. At this time, she just happened to be adopted after losing her relatives in the war.

   It's just that the famous general Yuyue in later generations seems to be a half-sized girl now, very young, and her body has not grown. It's just that the stern aura already has the shadow of the majestic general in later generations.

   Apparently she came a little late and didn't see the beginning just now.

   In other words, her basic sneaking skills are awesome! I touched a place less than 20 meters away from everyone, but no one noticed.

   Faced with the misunderstanding, McDonnell smiled and slowly pulled from his face, the demon mask fell off, and Shandris was stunned for a moment.

   Watching McDonald's Kenyon raise the green stone in his hand that looks like a Warlock's [Healing Stone], after Malfurion explained that Shandris understood no matter how stupid she was, she apologized on the spot.

   "I'm so sorry! But, but... My adoptive mother Tyrande is still alive and dead, I, I can't hide in the back and wait for news. I'm very capable of stealth, please take me there!"

   Malfurion became anxious on the spot and scolded: "Nonsense! The battlefield is not the place for children!"

   It's not wrong to say that this is Lolita, Shandris is less than one meter six at the moment, and her body feels so thin that it can be blown away by a gust of wind.

   "Yes, let her follow."

   "Ah!" This is Malfurion.

   "Okay—" This is Shandris.

   Everyone was surprised by McDonald's decision.

   McDonald's didn't want to bring a tow bottle either.

   Don’t ask, asking is a system task.

  【Special mission (General Feather Moon's Prayer) released! 】

  【The young Shandris Feathermoon desperately wants to rescue her adoptive mother, if she agrees to her request, will she receive a mysterious reward? ? ? 】

  This mysterious reward, McDonald's can't imagine what it will be. But the system gave Shandris the label God He Meow is (hero)!

  This is very spiritual!

   This means that she can play hero-level combat power.

   Maybe she wasn’t strong enough just now, and now she definitely won’t be able to play the brilliant record of single-handedly slaughtering Orgrimmar in the game, but it’s definitely useful!

   McDonald's changed the subject: "Malfurion, are you willing to lose to Harveys?"

   "Of course I'm not willing!" Rao is an honest man. He was still angry when his childhood sweetheart was robbed in public, and he immediately clenched his fists.

   "Do you know where you lost?"

   Speaking of this, Malfurion was suddenly stunned: "I... I don't know, I exhausted the strongest spell that my teacher taught me, and I still haven't defeated that demon..."

   After listening to Malfurion's detailed report description, McDonald knew the key: "No! The demigod Cenarius' spell will definitely not be weak. The key is that you used the wrong method."

"what!?"

   McDonald pointed to Malfurion's heart mysteriously: "From the beginning, you should have shot the seed right here in Harveys."

"what do you mean…"

   "You should plant a [Bi Tree] directly in Harvey's heart!"

   Completely ignorant of someone's malicious puns, Malfurion carefully recalled the battle between himself and Harveys, and slapped his forehead, and sure enough, he was still too superficial—in a physical sense.

   To scatter seeds on Harveys, how can there be more power than the internal explosion of the flesh?

   Malfurion had an enlightening realization, but a new question came: "How can I shoot the oak seeds into Harveys?"

   McDonald's scalp felt numb when he heard it.

   This question is too much!

   He immediately thought, alas, I was wrong, I should face the wall and think about it.

   Ten thousand years ago, everyone was a pure good boy, how could there be so many crooked thoughts.

   Just like Jay Chou's "Chrysanthemum Terrace", chrysanthemum is really just a kind of flower.

McDonald went first, helped Malfurion to straighten the traditional green straw hat of the Druid who was wearing a crooked because of excitement, and then pointed to Shandris's quiver: "What are her wooden arrows made of? ?"

   Malfurion's eyes lit up, and he rushed over immediately, holding the little girl's arm with both hands: "It's oak! Your arrows are all made of oak, right?"

   "Uh, yes, Stormrage... Milo!" Shandris looked at the excited Malfurion, a little overwhelmed.

   All problems have been solved perfectly.

   Next, it’s up to the spot to play.

  This is the outskirts of Azshara.

   Even the so-called suburbs used to have a lot of gorgeous houses. Even in ruins, the former prosperity can still be glimpsed from the ruins.

   The kaldorei nobility or landowners who are not qualified to live in Azshara City often build a small villa on the outskirts of the city.

   And these guys who are not good or bad are the worst. They are not regarded as themselves by the upper elves. They were abandoned for the first time and suffered the first wave of demon attacks.

   A stench of stench pervaded the ruined town, but that didn't bother the strange demonic caravan at all.

  The eight hellhounds were very obediently wearing the nooses originally used by the night saber, and acted as the horses that pulled the cart.

There are 12 blue skins on each side of the   . The tall and mighty Dreadguard carries a big axe and marches forward on both sides of a carriage of a high-level elf nobleman.

The various demons wandering in the ruins of the dumped house not far away made hissing sounds. They just looked suspiciously at the night elves in the convoy who were being escorted by the demons, and continued to bury their heads and eat the corpses by the roadside. went.

   The convoy came to the gate of Azshara, and naturally a fear guard shouted.

   "Open the door! This is the chariot of the great Lord Neobras!" The eredar language, which was eloquent, made the demon guarding the door suspicious.

   Neobras?

  Which big man is this?

  How come you never heard of it?

   The demon captain and the high elves captain at the gate asked each other at the same time: "Your people?"

   They shook their heads at the same time.

  This team is too nondescript, whether it is a demon or a high-level elves, there will be no such pomp. But no one could say anything wrong.

Below, a Dreadguard pressed a hard-working Druid captive past the Cerberus, and these magic-sucking Cerberus happily licked the Druid's body with their barbed tongues, draining him. At the same time as the magic power, there was also a scream, which was exchanged for the laughter of the fear guard.

   Just when the demon captain who was guarding the gate stuck his head out and wanted to ask something, an eredar wizard's unique claw poked out of the carriage window, and fel flames began to condense on it.

The captain    was so frightened that he hurriedly shouted: "Open the door! Open the door now!"

   (end of this chapter)