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Chapter 327 No Trouble (Break (Part 1))

"trouble?"

"Oh, the sun is here, this word has now made me calluse my ears!"

Looking at Kelthas's solemn expression, Old Tang spread his hands and showed a self-deprecating look, and replied indifferently:

"When I've been in trouble since I picked up my weapons to join the first battle?"

"Whether I am seeking trouble or being asked to come to me, when will I not be in trouble?"

After a pause, Old Tang took out a hot sand consortium cigar and took a deep breath. He spoke in a teasing tone and complained to the elf prince:

"Just now, my first child will be born in a few months. But I can't even enjoy this last time that I can relax. Instead, I have to deal with the Kultilas Navy who have traveled across the ocean to launch a stupid war!"

"Oh, may Mother Earth make it clear to me... Are there any such days left?"

...

Just as Lao Tang complained, after traveling through time, Lao Tang almost became an inseparable "good friend"...

From the moment he crossed the weapons, Old Tang began to fight desperately with the centaurs in the desolate land; he finally broke the siege of the centaurs and led the Tauren clan to complete an epic migration, but in a blink of an eye he offended the wild boar man, the "evil neighbor";

But when the brainless wild boars were settled, while traveling to the Eastern Kingdoms to relax, Lao Tang, who was not strong enough to protect himself at that time, was inexplicably on the blacklist of the 7th Department of Military Intelligence, and was even invited by Master Nuo Ershi of the Lord of Time to have tea...

Well, these are not strictly speaking of the problem, but the next few things are undoubtedly equivalent to asking Lao Tang to pin his head on his belt...

In Quelthalas, he had just fought with the Undead Natural Scourge, but not long after, he turned around and fought the Burning Legion with the Holy Mountain of Haigar.

Not to mention the biggest casualties and sacrifices since its establishment, even Lao Tang himself had to drink the "Devil's Blood Card Stimulant" with huge side effects in order to overcome the difficulties. With less than the hero level, he went to play heartbeat with Archmond...

Finally, after making a huge sacrifice that included the fall of a powerful demigod and the sacrifice of tens of thousands of elite forces of various races, the coalition finally relied on the night elves to give up their eternal life as a bargaining weight to defeat the powerful "polluter" Archmond.

But Old Tang, who should have breathed a sigh of relief, had to calm down and try every means to deal with the demon blood lurking in his body and may burst into hidden dangers at any time. In any case, Old Tang did not want to roar with the orc war god Grom* hellshot, so as to avoid the tragic end of bringing disaster to the tribe's people...

Finally, the sun "Anshe" made the grace, allowing Lao Tang to gradually suppress the light and scorching heat of the power of the sun, dispelling the blood of the demons in his body. However, the news that he was about to become a father was like a "bolt from the blue" that made Lao Tang Lei burn out of the outside and tender inside...

But when Lao Tang finally adjusted his mindset and prepared to be a competent good father and husband. He turned trouble into joy, unfortunately, the trouble was still unwilling to give up Lao Tang as a "good friend", just like a lover in a deep love and passionate relationship, he kept pestering Lao Tang.

The "Cheng Yaojin" who came out from the middle of the journey, Kurtiras Navy jumped out to make trouble when the Kalimdo tribes were busy recuperating and licking their wounds... Oh my God, who knew why didn't you see these guys so enthusiastic when fighting against the Burning Legion before?

...

"If there are indeed goddesses of luck and goddess of bad luck in this world, then I must have been slept with the goddess of luck and left me alone. I turned my head and lingered with the goddess of bad luck, making it hot... Otherwise, why is luck so despised me? But bad luck and trouble favor me?"

Lao Tang didn't care about the solemn expression of the elf prince opposite, and he was teasing himself and complained about himself. But until a while passed, Kelthas still did not retort to the day, and took advantage of the situation to hurt Lao Tang, which really surprised and embarrassed Lao Tang.

The atmosphere in the secret room was also solemn and suppressed for a moment...

"Okay, you won, Kaizi!" Shushed, Old Tang raised his hands helplessly and surrendered, and said unwillingly, breaking the depressed atmosphere in the secret room: "Anyway, I am now immune to the word trouble..."

"After saying that, what is the trouble that makes you so frown?"

After spitting out a smoke ring, Old Tang said a joke in his "serious" expression:

"Tell me what you are unhappy and make me happy... The ruined ruins of Lordaeron are no longer the magnificent and magnificent, prosperous and noisy that was once the leader of the seven human kingdoms.

The dilapidated city was as quiet as a ghost. Except for the broken walls and the murmurs of several ghouls tearing the corpses and swallowing flesh and blood, the former King Lordaeron was silent...

On the surface of the city walls and buildings, the blood of the Lordaeron people who had splattered on it in the tragic massacre that had made the most ruthless god feel pity and splattered on it.

But the once hot blood is already dark and purple now.

Only the disgusting smell seemed to be silently narrating to the world. The scenes that have happened here, which were either tragic, tragic, sad, or fearful, and tragedy on earth.

The once spotless and neat streets are now covered with moss and mutated weeds. The dirty stone roads are filled with human bones that are bitten and cannot see invisible. In those dark and gloomy corners, there are even a few "pretty complete" corpses hidden.

Rotten, cysts, foul smells, and no human form... Those "lucky" avoided the corpses gnawed by the undead, but still could not withstand the power of time. Waiting for their destiny is not much better than becoming the sucking objects of the undead. Because the foul smell also attracts other tinier scavengers...

"Buzz~"

It was like a muffled thunder from afar, and large areas of red-headed flies that looked much larger than similar people elsewhere, flying away from the surface of a corpse like a small dark cloud.

The corpse, which was completely decayed after several months of wind and sun, was stinking. It was impossible to tell the gender, age, or appearance of the corpse during its lifetime... only the metal armor that had already appeared on the corpse, seemed to indicate that the owner of the corpse might have been a Lordaeron soldier who had fought bravely before his lifetime...

There were only two huge and terrifying holes left on the corpse's sockets, but the eyeballs had disappeared. I don't know what kind of creature they had become. A few white maggots were lazily drilling into and out of the mouth, nose and sockets of the corpse...

These nausea creatures that are most likely to be strengthened by the undead plague have also mutated. Not only are they bigger, but even the insect face is replaced by a big mouth full of fine teeth. The terrifying and disgusting insect mouths are slowly gnawing on the rotten and smelly minced meat on the corpse.

A huge mouse with a shiny skin also discovered this "delicious meal". His scarlet eyes carefully looked around the surrounding environment. After a while, the black-haired mouse suddenly rushed out and grabbed a fat maggot and chewed and swallowed it.

Unfortunately, the ruins of Lordaeron have long been the world of the undead. No living creature or living creature can avoid those ubiquitous "predators" and become the fill of the undead.

Even the rat is no exception...

A ghoul finally found dinner tonight after some search.

With a sudden pounce, the agile ghoul had already rushed down from the low house on the left side of the gloomy alley, and slapped the black-haired mouse that had just acted as a hunter for a while. With the rat's panic and terrifying squeak, he threw it into his mouth and started chewing it.

As the collision of teeth and bones hit, blood splattered from the ghoul's mouth. The black-haired mouse died and became a delicious meal for others. The ghoul let out a satisfying whimper and lowered his head to feast on the rotten and smelly corpse.

...

A tall figure wearing a black leather armor was quietly watching the terrifying and disgusting scene without moving.

Under the black cloak, "Her Majesty the Queen"'s originally pretty and charming face was cold as ice, and even a slight expression was owed.

This cruel and disgusting scene is enough to make any living who sees this scene for the first time, but it cannot touch the current Sylvanas Wind Walker. Pity, pain, disgust and disgust... These emotions that should have appeared in my heart are at all missing at this moment.

The disgusting scene in front of me has been staged countless times in the past six months.

From the tremor at the beginning to the numbness now…

She - Sylvanas * Wind Walker - the former Ranger General, and the current King of Banshee.... She is used to killing and death.

On the surface, he was ordered to patrol the territory of the undead natural disaster. In fact, Sylvanas was always observing everything around him, thinking about how to take revenge!

Yes, revenge!

Today, "Her Majesty the Queen" is no longer a living person, unable to disobey the will of the Lich King, and even less able to resist the order to turn her into this new form of butcher.

But Sylvanas Windrunner has his own will.

For some reason, Arthas did not destroy her will. He did this to others, but why did she seem to be the only one who did not succumb to him completely?

Is it because of her own strength? Or is it because of his torture?

As a dark ranger, she may never know. But if Arthas enjoys giving her free will... then Sylvanas will swear with the surname of Wind Walker and she will eventually laugh to the end!

"Her Majesty the Queen" has already made a vow to himself in his heart to return the pain that Arthas imposed on him ten times!

And Sylvanas* Wind Walker has always kept his promise. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian... voting for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)q!~!
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