Murong Feng was very curious about what the trolls and the Demon Gu Clan were trying to do? I didn't sleep in the middle of the night, and I played in this ghost place moving stones.

But soon Murong Feng noticed that the stone slabs used by the Mogu clan to build the altar were all carefully selected, and completeness was the first condition, and secondly, each selected stone slab was engraved with some inscriptions. It's just that the age of these stone slabs is too old, and even if the Mogu Clan carefully wipes off the moss and silt on the stone slabs, they can only see shallow carvings.

In addition, the place where the Mogu clan takes the stone slab is also very particular, and it is not just a random choice of open-air ruins to pick up and use. Rather, it was carefully carried out from some ruined stone temple.

But the strange thing was that Murong Feng didn't sense any magic fluctuations on these stone slabs.

If you don't understand, you don't bother to think about it, Murong Feng didn't come here to watch these Demon Gu clans play with stacked blocks in the middle of the night.

In line with the principle that the enemy's good deeds must be sideways, Murong Feng decided to leave a surprise for them.

Pulling out a miniature nuclear bomb anti-mecha mine from his bag, Murong Feng set the detonation timer, and then prepared to find an opportunity to stuff it under the altar.

At this time, a group of trolls were carrying several large boxes from the lower ruins, and Murong Feng immediately turned into a troll, and wrapped himself tightly to find the opportunity to blend into the transportation team.

The chest was heavy and required the combined efforts of two trolls to lift it.

Murong Feng pretended to follow the team with another troll carrying a box.

At this time, the troll who was raising the bar in front of him turned around and muttered, "Hey, did you say that these demon ancient clans are really all made of stone?" Why do you still drink wine and eat meat? ”

"Ah, uh, well, I don't know about that." Murong Feng said vaguely.

The troll in front of him was obviously a chatter, and continued to nag: "The high priest is really, he sent us all the way to sneak here just to help these demon ancient clans find some fountain of immortality. Our trolls are originally immortal species, what's the use of looking for that fountain of immortality? ”

A hint of surprise flashed on Murong Feng's face, and he said perfunctorily: "Maybe that Immortal Youth Fountain has another wonderful use." ”

"Yes." The troll in front of him continued to shake his head and chatter, even if Murong Feng didn't knock on the side, he leaked a lot of confidential things.

For example, the troll high priest Goraya, known as the Soul Bound Person, is still guarding the treasure house of Mogu Mountain, wanting to kill the dozen or so hateful thieves hiding in the treasure house......

The fleet of trolls sent to collect sacrifices has gathered in the waters north of the Praying Mantis Plateau, and has secretly occupied a large island in the offshore area as a temporary base.

"I heard that the fleet to the east also picked up a seriously injured black auspicious dragon and imprisoned it on the island, and is preparing to use witchcraft to refine it into a puppet." The chattering troll tsk is amazing.

Murong Feng's heart jumped, and he immediately thought of the fallen dragon that dared to face the pseudo-god of the bison people!

Thinking about it again, these stunned trolls actually wanted to refine that evil dragon into a puppet...... Murong Feng couldn't help but mourn for them for three seconds.

Carrying boxes is a boring thing, but there are talking trolls in Murong Feng who don't feel bored.

"Hey, you two put the box here!" At this time, a Demon Gu clan commanded.

The chattering troll immediately didn't dare to babble anymore, and with a flattering smile on his face, he turned around and walked over with Murong Feng to place the heavy wooden box in the open space that had just been vacated.

The Mogu Clan stepped forward to open the box and check it, and Murong Feng, who was standing on the side, took the opportunity to take a peek and found that the boxes were filled with bottles of blue liquid.

The chatter troll stared at the bottled liquids and couldn't help but salivate and drool.

The Mogu clan closed the lid of the box, turned around and snorted coldly, "What are you still standing here?" Don't go ahead and move it yet! The ceremony is about to begin! ”

The chatter troll hurriedly nodded his head in agreement, turned around and followed Murong Feng to the lower ruins, but complained in a low voice: "If I give me all the magic spirits to drink, maybe I can become a powerful dragon hunter!" ”

"Stop daydreaming." Murong Feng didn't find a chance to start, so he sneered unhappily.

The chatter troll smiled, looked left and right, and asked in a sneaky whisper, "You must also want to taste the taste of this high-concentration demon spirit, right?" ”

Murong Feng raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you have a number of roads?" ”

The chatter troll snickered: "There is no way, but these goblins only drink such a small half of each bottle, and those stone heads will definitely not be able to see it." Do you dare...... Well? The chatter troll raised his eyebrows again and again, with a lewd expression that you know.

"What's not to dare to do." Murong Feng sneered: "But what if it is discovered? ”

"No, no, no." The chatter troll laughed: "Actually, it's not the first time I've stolen these goblins, and I'm not still alive and well." ”

"You're such a talent." Murong Feng smiled and praised: "Say, what are your plans?" I don't dare steal that thing in front of everyone. ”

"Of course there is a plan, but you need to cooperate." The chatter troll pulled Murong Feng to hide in a corner where no one could see him, and then muttered: "These demon spirits are all transported by boat, in order to avoid being smashed, the boxes are stuffed with straw, so each box can only hold ten jars of demon spirits and twenty bottles of demon spirits, the big altar is below, and the small bottle is on the head." ”

The chatter troll looked up and peeked around, and continued to whisper, "The vial can be seen at a glance when it is stolen, so it can't be moved." But I can't see it at all after a sip or two of sip or two in the big altar. My plan was to plant an explosion trap outside the camp that would detonate if any beast passed by, and the nearby guards would be sure to check on the situation. This is our chance, you help me to control the wind, and when someone asks, they say that it is convenient for me to go. What do you think? Do you want to do it? ”

"It's done!" Murong Feng said briskly.

"Okay, daring!" The chatter troll patted Murong Feng on the shoulder, immediately acted according to the plan, and secretly turned over and climbed out of the high wall of the ruins to bury a trap in the forest outside.

Murong Feng waited for a full cup of tea before seeing him touch it back.

"How long has it been?"

"If you don't bury the trap far away, what if the guards run back soon?"

"It's still thoughtful."

"Well, I'm a veteran of that."

"So what do we do now?"

"Wait!"

"Why are you waiting?"

"yes, or you want to move the boxes?"

"I don't want to."

"By the way, I don't know about your clan yet."

"Frostbeard Clan, Great Golden Tooth."

"Frost Beard, we're still close relatives. I'm the Frost Clan, from Northrend Zudak, and you can call me Ice Fang. ”

"Looks like we're both from each other."

"Hahaha, what a coincidence."

"Who's there?!" Suddenly, a cold drink came, and immediately a Demon Gu clan appeared in front of the two who were hiding in the corner and lazy.

Murong Feng bared his teeth and subconsciously touched the weapon on his waist.

Bing Fang said smartly: "Lord Mogu, we suddenly feel sick to our stomachs, and we are pooping together." Would you like to join in the fun? ”

Murong Feng almost squirted......

The Demon Gu Clan's guard's face suddenly darkened, and he scolded: "This is the holy land of our clan, how can you two filthy trolls be defiled and want to get outside!" ”

"Eh, yes, yes, let's go outside." Bing Fang immediately got up and nodded.

The Mogu Clan guard glared at the two of them with disgust, and was about to turn around and leave, when he heard a loud bang in the distance!!

Immediately, there was a commotion in the ruins camp, and countless Mogu clans who were resting instantly woke up, and immediately grabbed their respective blades and prepared for battle.

"You two come with me to see what's going on!" The Demon Gu Clan guard pointed at Murong Feng and the two of them and ordered directly.

Murong Feng and Bingya were immediately dumbfounded, but they couldn't refuse, so they could only follow the Demon Gu Clan guards and quickly rush out of the camp to check the situation at the explosion point.

The explosion trap planted by Ice Fang was about three hundred steps away from the camp, and the Demon Gu guards led the two of them to the scene of the explosion in a group.

I saw a scorched pit blown out of the woodland, but strangely there were no beast carcasses nearby.

"You go check it out!" The Mogu guard commanded with a finger of ice fangs, while he himself guarded the surroundings with his blade.

Bingya pursed his lips and walked over to check the scene of the explosion very indifferently. After all, it was a trap he planted with his own hands, so he knew best what the situation was.

Murong Feng, who was standing on the side, looked at Dark Music and was about to watch him laugh, when suddenly a sound of breaking the air came from the treetops!

The careless Murong Feng only saw a rain of arrows rushing towards her, and several arrows pierced her with a pop.

"Enemy attack!" The Mogu guards were also hit by two arrows, but they didn't break the defense at all, and rushed out with a loud shout.

And Ice Fang rolled in a lazy donkey and jumped into a patch of grass as soon as the rain of arrows hit.

For a while, only Murong Feng, who still had several arrows stuck in his body, stood in place with an embarrassed face......

"At this point, I should lie down and pretend to be shot." Murong Feng finally came back to his senses and hurriedly found a comfortable piece of grass to lie on the ground.

As a result, just a few seconds after lying down, I saw ice teeth popping out of the grass next to her and grabbed her, and ran wildly: "Don't play dead!" Come on! ”

Murong Feng said speechlessly: "I have several arrows stuck in my body, it seems to be pretending to be dead?" ”

"You didn't get an arrow in the head, this little injury is nothing." Bingya didn't reply: "Hurry up and go back now to move the rescuers!" ”

Murong Feng smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be quite loyal." ”

"Loyal fart, if Lao Tzu didn't want to eat for a mouthful of food, who would want to go all the way to this ghost place to work for a group of stone heads." Bingya spat and said with a smile: "But our chance has come, as long as we go back and truthfully report that we have encountered an enemy attack, those stone heads will definitely come out, and then we will hehehe......"

"Hey you're big, run faster!" Murong Feng casually pulled out a few arrows on his body, surpassing the ice teeth at once.

Soon the two ran back to the camp with embarrassed faces and frightened faces, and shouted that they had encountered an enemy attack. As for what enemy they encountered, how many people they had, and what weapons they used, they all asked me if they all didn't know......

And the Demon Gu Clan, as Bing Fang expected, immediately rushed out of the nest to chase down those enemies when they heard the news.

"Come with me!" Bingya took Murong Feng to a corner with an excited face, and then came to a large camp tent that served as a temporary warehouse.

"Help!" Ice Fang picked up his spear and began to dig the ground.

"What are you doing digging holes?" Murong Feng looked puzzled.

"Of course it's digging a tunnel to get in!" Bingya pouted his ass and said.

Murong Feng was speechless and said, "Isn't it okay to just cut the camp tent directly?" ”

Bing Fang sneered: "One sentence will reveal that you are new here, this camp tent has been exerted by those Demon Gu Clans with warning magic, can you cut a knife?" ”

Murong Feng pursed his lips and had no words, so he had to squat down to help dig the pit.

Soon the two dug out a tunnel, and Bingya let Murong Feng let the wind outside, while he himself immediately got in.

Murong Feng waited left and right outside, but he didn't see this guy come out, and seeing that those Demon Gu Clan were about to come back, he simply got in.

Bing Ya was taken aback by Murong Feng, who suddenly appeared, and hurriedly lowered his voice and asked, "What are you doing here?" Hiccup......"

"I'm rubbing! How much did you drink with that little effort? Murong Feng was stunned and looked at the several large empty jars on the ground.

Bingya smiled: "I don't know if I drink enough at one time!" Al-Ah, it's going to be fine. ”

"You've drunk all five or six altars, and you'll be fine?" Murong Feng was completely speechless.

Bing Ya directly picked up an unopened jar of demon spirits and threw it to Murong Feng, and said with a smile: "Originally, I planned to steal a few sips from each altar, but later I found that it was too troublesome. Just drink one jar in one go, and then use the demon spirits in the other altars to go back. You drink quickly, drink well. ”

What else can Murong Feng say, he can only admire this boldness.

In fact, Murong Feng had never drunk this demon essence, so he patted the seal of the altar mouth with curiosity, and smelled it first, and there was an indescribable smell of rushing to the nose, a bit like some kind of mixed engine oil.

Murong Feng saw Bingya gulping down, secretly thinking that this demon spirit didn't smell very good, but it shouldn't be poisonous, so he simply took a small sip.

Slightly sweet, with a taste of alcohol and a hint of preservatives...... Anyway, it tastes weird.

Murong Feng only tasted a few sips and couldn't drink it anymore, because this thing was like drinking soda, drinking too much to get into his brain.

"Why does this goblin taste weird?" Murong Feng couldn't help but ask.

"Is there one?" Bingfang, who had already drunk it, began to be a little delirious, and his tongue knotted: "Aren't all demon spirits smelling like this?" Isn't this the smell of the demonic essence refined by your Frostbeard Clan? ”

Murong Feng said nonsense: "Yes, the demon spirits of our Frost Beard Clan drink it like drinking fruit wine, sweet and sour and delicious." ”

Ice Fang shook his head and said, "That may have something to do with the corpses that were refined, these goblins were all refined from the Zandalar guys. I heard that the gang had suffered heavy casualties during the recent attack on a pandaren fishing village, and the corpses were covered all over the beachhead. ”

"Corpse?!! These goblins are all extracted from corpses??? Murong Feng's face turned green in an instant......