It is a well-known fact that the Four Supreme Celestials were imprisoned by the Lord of Thunder and Lightning, and after coming to Pandaria for so long, Fallondale once asked the Pandaren Sages why they didn't rescue the Supreme Celestials. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

From the mouth of the panda man sage, he learned a lot of news about the prison cell of the gods, and the more he knew, the more he understood the difficulty of rescuing the Supreme Gods, at this moment, Monsoon himself had a way to save the Supreme Gods, he couldn't believe it at all.

"Ji Shadowwind, maybe, maybe you found the Supreme Celestial's cell, but you think you can really save the Supreme Celestial, before you, the Pandaren tribe also tried to save the Celestial, and they all failed. The Mogu clan has heavy troops guarding the prison cells of the gods, and to put it mildly, why should you and your people defeat the Mogu clan and save the gods. ”

Fallondale asked.

"Haha, I said I have a way, naturally there is a way." Ji Feng smiled slightly, "Lord Fallondell, do you dare to make a bet with me on whether I can save the gods." If I succeed in saving the gods, you have to do something for me, and if I can't save the gods, I can also grant you a request, and I can even apologize with death. ”

Monsoon's voice was not loud, but these words sounded in Fallondale's ears, tantamount to the sound of thunder, to die to apologize, in other words, Monsoon was a bet with the confidence of victory, so far, Fallondale already believed it a little.

"This ......"

Fallondell was a little irritable.

"One month, it only takes one month for me to save the gods, Lord Fallondell, where is the momentum of your argument with me just now? Why, you don't dare to bet? ”

One month term?

Fallondale originally thought that Monsoon would say that the Shadowwind Clan would be able to save the Celestial Gods in three or five years, but he really didn't expect it to be a month, but thinking of this, he had already made up his mind.

"Okay, a month is a month, I'll bet with you."

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind, Fallondale couldn't believe that the monsoon could save the gods in a month, in his opinion, this game must be won, since it is a sure game, he naturally dares to bet.

"Haha, okay, that's it. Lord of Fallondell, prepare a magical contract! ”

Monsoon couldn't stop smiling from the corner of his eyes.

"I will prepare the contract myself, and when I prepare the contract, I will send someone to the Shadow Wind Martial Pavilion, I hope you can still have this kind of confidence in a month......

Fallondale picked up the six bags on the table, and since he had made a bet with Monsoon, he naturally wanted to find out what the hell Monsoon was up to.

When the two talked about this, Fallondell had nothing more to say, said goodbye, and left the Martial Pavilion conference room directly.

As soon as he left, the sailors in the live broadcast room were suddenly dissatisfied.

"Brother Feng, I just went to pick up a courier, why is it that as soon as I come back, Fallondell is leaving? What about the wonderful plot? ”

"What the hell, a trick? Brother Feng is ready to make a big news again? ”

"Sure enough, it's a routine, there was a big battle live last night, and I can't watch today's live broadcast at all! With an attractive title, what the hell is the live broadcast? It's all a trick of making money. ”

……

The sailors didn't know that they would soon see a wonderful show, and now most of the sailors are mocking the monsoon, and the rhythm of the live broadcast room is simply flying.

"Don't worry, everyone, when I'm not broadcasting, I can freely adjust the time ratio, although I agreed with Fallondale for a month, but it won't be long before everyone can see the results, rest assured! It's just the beginning......"

The monsoon calms the sailors.

He could have allowed Fallondale to stay here just now, but he didn't do it, hanging on the appetite of the sailors is king, and now is not the best time to broadcast live.

"Saturday, or Sunday, I will broadcast live for a day and a night, and the live broadcast will ensure everyone's satisfaction, today's live broadcast is also a warm-up for the weekend live broadcast, the battle between the Supreme Heavenly God, the Elven Race, the Demon Ancient Iron Rider and the Panda Man Celestial Army, the live broadcast on the weekend will be an epic that everyone has never seen before!"

Thinking of the live broadcast of "Save the Heavenly Gods", Monsoon's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, everything, everything about him, everything about Zhuo Jin Land is in the next live broadcast.

"There are epic blockbusters on the weekend, interesting, then I won't hack the anchor today, and I'll talk about it on the weekend......"

"It's good that Brother Feng doesn't live broadcast pigeons, if you can watch a blockbuster movie on the weekend, it doesn't matter if you watch today's entertainment live broadcast or not."

"The eight-year war of resistance has finally begun?"

The Celestial God Army, the Mogu Iron Horse, most of the sailors are enthusiastic when they think of the battle between the two, and everyone still prefers epic blockbusters to entertainment live broadcasts!

Not to mention, the conquest of Mogu is undoubtedly the favorite content of sailors, and the hand-torn "devil" is here.

"Illidan, Lord Fallondale should return to Sindra Village in these two days, if you don't have anything important, go back to Sindra Village as soon as possible! Organize the Farrodis Court Guard and the Fury Guard, and I hope you will give me timely support if needed. Shortly after Fallondale left, Monsoon explained.

The location of the Valley of the Emperors is in the belly of the Kunlai Mountains, in the southern part of the Kunlai Mountains, and the land of Zhuojin is in the northernmost part of the Kunlai Mountains, and the village of Sindra is in between.

"Grand Master, Illidare will do his best to support the Shadowwind Clan's efforts to save the Celestials, please rest assured."

"Besides, I've already decided, and tomorrow morning, I'll leave for Sindra Village." The return of the gods was not harmful to Illidan, and even he could get the favor of the Supreme God, and he accepted it.

After explaining to Illidan, he also left with Illidare.

After a while, only Kang, Malfurion, and himself were left in the conference room.

"Kang, do you think the clan is important or Liluo is important?" Sitting down again, Monsoon looked at Kang and asked abruptly.

In the conference room, Kang and Malfurion both looked at Monsoon when they heard this, and it was obvious that they could guess what Monsoon wanted to say about whether Liluo would go to the Elven Empire or not.

"Brother, Liluo is as important as the clan, don't ......, maybe deep down in my heart, Liluo is more important than the clan." Now that there are no outsiders, there is no need for Kang to deceive Monsoon, he thought about it, but still said what he really thought in his heart.

Hearing this, the monsoon has already decided.

"I see. Kang, then you can go to the Elven Empire with Malfurion! I can only rest assured if you take care of Liluo personally. If she hasn't woken up by the time I leave, then you can just leave. "Monsoon is very aware of Liluo's injury, if he left Liluo in Pandaria, her injury would be difficult to recover, and the trip to the Elven Empire would have to go.

Ahem!

In the conference room, Malfurion covered his mouth and coughed violently, he didn't expect that the monsoon would let Liluo and Kang go to the Elven Empire together.

"Okay."

Kang nodded and responded.

At this point, the historical leader of the Pandaren Rebel Army, the liberator of Pandaria, and the Fist of Dawn, Kang, finally put aside his fate.