MTL - The New Order of Azeroth-Chapter 30 Gift

When Li Gui met Li Kui, Vanessa was a little embarrassed: "That... that... I didn't do anything, it's nothing to praise."

She was still a little worried, if the guy in front of her was not the same druid she knew, the two of them would meet and chat in the future, huh? You pretend to be a murloc here, and there is a guy exactly like you on the human side. She said that this method is her original creation. How did you come up with this idea? It really doesn't hurt if this happens, but with the idea that one more thing is worse than one less thing, she didn't talk too much, just to make room for the small chance of an oolong incident.

She put herself in a relatively low position, and the elf was very satisfied: "Noble feelings, you have compassion and compassion that are difficult for humans to have, and you can feel that you are a kind person."

Vanessa hastily pressed the poison in her pocket deep again, and the dagger with a strange blue light slid into the scabbard. She tightly pursed her lips, with a holy face, pretending that what she was holding was not a weapon, but an olive branch .

"Can you tell me your thoughts? You must know that many of my colleagues do not approve of my approach. I hope to gain some new ideas so as to persuade those big shots who turn a blind eye to the injustice of the murlocs."

Vanessa scoffed in her heart, the murloc is unfair? The murlocs don't think so. They live happily. The so-called injustice is all your imagination, right?

She wouldn't say that, elves are a bit nervous, this one in front of him is similar to those dog lovers in the previous life, his behavior can completely add an adjective in front of neurotic, that is, particularly neurotic!

Vanessa doesn't want to taunt, and then the two fight? It's not necessary, and she probably won't be able to beat him...

This one seems to be quite old, and living for three to five thousand years is like playing for an elf.

Even if she spends three days fishing and two days drying the net, after thousands of years of accumulation, her fighting skills can completely crush her.

This is at least a high-level professional, and most of them are high-level druids.

Pull my nine-member advisory team over to fight together, ten out of ten, and with all the tactics and animal husbandry, she might be able to win, but she is definitely not an opponent if she fights alone.

She couldn't say that she had killed the two murloc leaders by "competing strength", and then killed Old Blind Eye with smoke, sneak attack and poison, and thus won the title of king.

Druids tend to be neutral, but this caring person in front of him should not be very neutral, at least not neutral to murlocs.

What the other party likes to hear, just say it according to the meaning, which is no difficulty for modern people with a very low lower limit.

"Humans in the western wilderness are very miserable, and murlocs are even more miserable. Humans still have fresh soil to eat. What do murlocs have? They can only drink sea water to satisfy their hunger! What a tragedy! They must be united, and only by uniting can they survive. "Sell the misery first, and focus on talking about her role in it. It is definitely not enough to talk about the advantages. She also picked up the shortcomings and said a few words.

"My cousin's neighbor in my hometown told me that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. In practice, it is very difficult. It is too difficult. It is still difficult for me to take care of all aspects of my work. I can only guarantee the murlocs in the western wilderness. Those murlocs who came out of the deep sea must be expelled, the resources here simply cannot accommodate endless murlocs, alas..."

She sighed, seeming sorry for not being able to save the poor murlocs who were homeless.

The male elf nodded while listening: "You are right. With great power comes great responsibility? That's really good. I will definitely tell the archdruid this sentence and let him listen to the voice of human beings."

Vanessa immediately alerted, who? Arch Druid? which end?

Now that Malfurion is still sleeping, the Archdruid in charge of daily affairs should be Fandral Staghelm, right?

Regardless of the fact that everyone has a fan in their names, it doesn't really matter a dime.

This Fandral Staghelmet is not a kind person, and it seems that getting his attention...

Doesn't seem like a big deal either! The sky is high and the emperor is far away, across the vast sea, I'm afraid of a fart! Vanessa remembered Fandral, old Comrade Fan had never been to the Azeroth continent, and the old comrade had wandered around the Kalimdor continent all his life, so he probably wouldn't make a special trip for her.

The male elf carefully savored the phrase "greater ability comes with greater responsibility". At first glance, it seemed normal. When he put this sentence into his role, the more he thought about it, the more reasonable it became.

He also saw the problem Vanessa said, because there was no way to hide it. The murlocs in the distance were holding spears to drive away those same people who came to land from the sea.

What can I do? As an elf who has lived for more than 10,000 years, he knows that the number of murlocs in the deep sea is completely incalculable. Let alone a West Wilderness, even ten or hundreds of them can't support them. Vanessa's approach is undoubtedly correct.

"We are all mortals. It is enough to do our best to keep the people and things in front of us. No one has the right to criticize you. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com They are not worthy. It is very pleasant to talk to you." The elf hesitated a little, and finally Still stretched out his thin fingers, and tapped Vanessa's wrist lightly.

"A small gift, I don't know if you humans can accept it... No matter what the result is, I am very happy to see someone willing to help the murloc." The elf did not leave his name, his body quickly deformed, and the next In seconds, it turned into a crow, soaring into the sky, and soon disappeared into the sky.

Really a druid, is this a raptor druid? Vanessa waited at the spot for a while, seeing that the other party had no intention of turning back to give her equipment, she left Murloc Beach alone.

On the way back, she also looked at the other party's so-called 'gift'. At this time, there was a bird mark flying high on her right wrist. The color was emerald green, just like a tattoo sticker, and it felt the same.

What strength do you give yourself? She didn't smash the stone with her hands, but pushed, and her strength showed no tendency to increase at all.

That is agile? She ran two laps on the wilderness, running fast, jogging, and sprinting, and the result was that the speed was the same as before.

Could it be that he taught himself the druid's transformation spell? Vanessa's pretty face was flushed, and she didn't notice any tendency to deform her body.

My rhetoric should be successful, but the prize is a bit confusing. Why can't you tell me what it is for? Wanting to growl at the wilderness twice, for fear of being regarded as a lunatic, Vanessa returned to Yuexi Town resentfully.

In order to prevent the other party from observing in the dark, in the next two days, just like going to work in her previous life, she rushed to the murloc resident early to be her Guru Gulu king, clocked in at night, took off her work clothes, went home from get off work to eat, and slept. Come back the next day!

It's a pity that the sympathetic druid never appeared again.