This night, when Fei Yaran fell into a deep sleep, after a long journey, the other tribes who should have rested early were obviously not as relaxed as him.

After the self-reliant dinner, the tribes greeted the elven mission and returned to the territory prepared by the elves for each tribe to rest.

After arranging for the rest of the mission to rest, the orc patriarch looked at his little daughter Cang Lan, who was still excited about how powerful his Amway "Jade Brother" was, and finally stopped being like he had in front of the other clan before, only thinking that Cang Lan's words were childish words, and made a casual conniving appearance, but squinted his eyes slightly when he heard Jade's super combat power in the face of monsters.

He looked at his little daughter who was chattering endlessly, with a rare shy and blushing face, and thought about it for a long time in his heart, and when Cang Lan finally realized that it was too late and stopped talking embarrassedly, he smiled and touched Cang Lan's head, "Since I like jade so much, I will be closer to him these days." ”

When Cang Lan heard this, her round cat's eyes suddenly became shiny, and she hugged her father's arm and smiled very happily.

Swift Fire looked at her simple and delicate little daughter, and also showed a smile full of meaning.

Although it had only been half a day since he arrived in Azeroth, in this very short period of time, the fire had already discovered the mystery and power of the elves, a race of escapism.

Thinking of the deeds that Cang Lan repeatedly described, Jade killed thousands of demonic beasts alone—it was just an underage elf.

When Cang Lan said this, Swift Fire had asked Cang Lan seemingly unintentionally, how did Jade kill so many demonic beasts.

Although from Cang Lan's words, you can hear how powerful Jade's gorgeous twin swords are, but judging from the results of Star Rail and Kane's ability to shoot Warcraft with a bow and arrow, it is obvious that it is not Jade's weapon that is special, but the elf itself.

Although the orcs have a backward civilization, they still have common sense.

But before today, in the perception of the fire, the only one who could kill monsters was the Celestial Clan.

The elves have shattered this preconceived notion that is ingrained throughout the continent.

Flash Fire is a very ambitious young patriarch.

With the development and growth of the Celestial Clan in the past few hundred years, the living space of the orcs has become smaller and smaller, and the difficulties from the Celestial Clan have also increased year by year.

And this time the Five Clans Conference, the elves who appeared in front of him for the first time, obviously made him see some kind of long-awaited opportunity.

Like the orc father and daughter, the dwarven patriarch Cook and Prince Hale also retired from all the clansmen after returning to the rest area, and only the father and son carefully sorted out what happened today.

Unlike Canglan's praise for elves, especially jade, Hall, who has a heart of admiration for Canglan, obviously has a sense of contradiction between love and hate when mentioning elves.

It's obviously a bit inaccurate to say love and hate.

Just a few hours ago, Hale felt that elves were a proud race with the same beauty as the Celestials, and naturally exuded a sense of superiority.

Moreover, because of the elf's beautiful appearance, the fact that Canglan fell in love also made Hall feel a little bad.

It's just that.

After changing his clothes, his eyes fell on the dark green cloak that he casually put on the back of the chair, and Hall seemed to be able to see the elf boy named "Jade" handing the cloak to him as usual.

There was no contempt or contempt in those clear but indifferent dark red eyes, nor sympathy or ridicule, but cold, and there was no abnormal expression in the slightest because of the wolf bèi whose clothes were torn, and he was a little indifferent.

But it was this just right amount of indifference that made Hall quickly pull away from the wolf.

In many cases, it doesn't necessarily make people feel warm, but it can make people feel more and more embarrassed.

And since he was able to deliberately give him a cloak of the same color as his own clothes, and in the forest today, the maintenance of Canglan by the Jade and the faint protection of them were faintly protected, Hall thought, maybe there was some essential difference between the elves and the celestials.

Although the dwarves may look ugly on the outside, and their clothes are stained all year round, giving people the impression of being rude, if you think about it carefully, you will find that a truly careless race cannot forge so many exquisite weapons.

Dwarves are the largest arms dealers on the continent and extremely shrewd merchants.

A sloppy appearance, for them is the best protective color.

After taking a sip of the dwarven spirits, Patriarch Cook laughed and said to Hall, who was obviously still stuck in his memories, "Whether it's elves or celestials, orcs or dragons, what does it have to do with us?" ”

"We are here to participate in the Five Clans Conference, and we are only here to participate in the Five Clans Conference, and as for what will happen to the four tribes during this period, we don't know anything."

When Hall heard this, he immediately understood his father's intention to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight.

Thinking about the turbulent atmosphere of the five clans as soon as they met today, Hall nodded helplessly.

With the current status of the dwarf, it is already the best result to be able to sweep the snow in front of his house.

The lodging of the Dragon Legation.

Donaldson, the lord of the dragons, slowly and methodically tipped the large gold and obsidian ring on his index finger, and across from him, the Grand General Adams was leisurely sipping the wine offered by the elves.

And Aaron, who had been gloomy since Adams reappeared, simply ran to the window to blow the wind out of sight and out of mind, far away from the two of them.

Draining the wine in his glass in one gulp, Adams glanced at Donaldson and couldn't help but complain, "You didn't even send anyone to inform me about the meeting of the Five Clans in Azeroth. ”

He and Donaldson have known each other for a long time, although they are an emperor and a general on the surface, they actually have a very good relationship in private, otherwise no matter how strong Adams is, because of private affairs, he has left the government affairs of the dragon clan for hundreds of years and ignored them, which is enough for Adams to drink a few pots, how can he still be like now, and in turn complain that Donaldson did not report to him.

When Donaldson heard this, he only glanced at him lazily, and then spoke slowly, "If these seven hundred years have not caused problems with your memory, then you should still remember the conditions under which I allowed you to join the mission temporarily. ”

Isn't it just going back to the Dragon Domain after the Five Clans Conference!

Adams pursed his lips and nodded bitterly, "Of course." ”

"The Five Clans Assembly will last for half a month."

"This is not the Dragon Domain, nor is it the Misty Forest. I know you want to get a weapon from Garcia, but don't get into trouble in Azeroth. With his black eyes downcast, Donaldson's voice was deep and magnetic, and when he spoke slowly, there was a taste of nonchalance.

But Adams could see from the coldness that poured out of Donaldson's brow that this was Donaldson's warning to him.

Touching his nose weakly, Adams replied angrily.

Although, before Donaldson said this, he did have plans to trespass into Elven City......

"But then again," Adams suddenly remembered something, Adams' eyes glanced at Aaron who was leaning against the window, and then turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Donaldson, "You should have known that Aaron was my son, why would you still touch him?" ”

Hearing this, Donaldson smiled indifferently, and the figure leaning on the couch became a little more lazy, "I don't think you would care about such a thing. ”

Talking about discipline with the dragon clan is no different from joking, not to mention that Adams is just the son of his subordinate Adams, even if it is a father and son brother, in the dragon clan, there are not a few people who are mixed together.

Sure enough, when Adams heard this, he just snorted and stopped dwelling on the issue.

Donaldson's gaze fell on Adams at the window.

The night is just right, and the night of Azeroth is like the master who dwells in this sea of trees, and it smells of elegance in the boundless tranquility.

The whole body had unconsciously leaned into the balcony outside the window, and the entire upper body was bathed in the gauzy moonlight, and the snow-white long hair faintly reflected a faint silver halo.

It's like, the beautiful figure with long silver hair in my memory.

Why did you attack Aaron and keep him by your side?

Thinking of Adams' question, Donaldson's eyelashes moved slightly, and his eyes grew deeper.

Probably because of the long hair that was occasionally dyed with a little silver frost as it is now, and those rare turquoise eyes.

This night, like the other three clans, the lights in the room of Noras, the Lord of the Celestial Clans, were also on for a long time.

No one knows what the arrogant young lords Valen and Noras have said.

Elven Palace.

The Elven King Ansel stood in a dark dormitory, with a thick night and a bright starry sky in front of him.

His gaze fell on the huge star map that had begun to change dramatically since ten years ago.

The stars have begun to converge.

Behind the shadow of the moon, something is already on the horizon.

The eternal silver emperor star edge, the tiny stars that exude a pale red halo, have gradually shown the trajectory of detachment.

Behind the tiny red star, a mist-like hazy golden light, as if suppressed by something, had also faintly appeared outline.

In the huge dormitory, the faint sound of breathing sounded rhythmically not far behind Ansel.

He turned to the side of the bed and looked at the boy who was sleeping soundly on his bed.

Fingers ran over the long, silver hair that looked very similar to his.

The boy's breath warmed gently brushed over his fingers.

Through the darkness, Ansel could see the blush on the boy's face from his sleep.

How long can such a carefree appearance be maintained?

He thought a little nonchalantly.

The gears of fate have begun to turn.

Whoever it is, it is destined to be impossible to escape. Xiu Ye is domineering and leaking

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Chapter 59 of the text is the Assembly of the Five Tribes.