Winter is approaching, and Izzy can't help but think of the cool lines he said in the TV series he watched in his last life.

At this time, he had already deeply realized what a real winter was, and he was glad that he was not a northerner in his previous life, but unfortunately, even if he was still not the person who lived in the northernmost part of his life, it was still so cold that he couldn't find the north.

The blizzard outside was raging the whole world, and Izzy probably understood what kind of planet it was, and he guessed that Frostfire Ridge was at the north or south pole of this world, and they were equivalent to the location of Russia on Earth at this time.

Only the Tanaan Jungle, the Aranka Peaks, and the Shadowmoon Valley were now more pleasant, and even the Naglan Grasslands were full of biting cold winds, and he couldn't quite understand why there wasn't a lot of snow on the grasslands, and how the green weeds survived the winter without being frozen to slag by the low temperatures.

Now the family was hiding in the tent, with a fire burning, and Izzy wanted to look outside, and when he opened the curtain a little, he immediately felt the evil look from his father.

So he gave up, and to be honest, there was nothing to see outside, it was dark and snowing.

He opened the book given to him by the old shaman, and looked at it slowly, there were some spell-casting skills inside, everything that could be recorded, basically tested, Izzy didn't know what resources the orcs had now, metal, paper, food, all kinds of.

He could only learn now, not cast spells, and if he blew up the tent with a spell, he couldn't imagine what the consequences would be.

I made a cup of hot tea with pine needles, and the content of vitamin C was 6 times that of citrus, and Izzy thought about this, and felt very happy inexplicably.

But wait a while, he still has to walk into that cold winter, there is no way, people are iron, rice is steel, if he doesn't eat a meal, he is hungry and panicked!

"What are you going to eat today?" thought to Izzy, who suddenly wanted to eat hot pot!

Feeling a little excited, Izzy wrapped himself in the hides, said hello to his father, and went out, and went out to the cellar to carry the food, the meat was frozen hard.

Get some of this meat and that meat, and then some joint bones, wait for the stewed bones to gnaw, and then get some vegetables, of course, there are no vegetables.

Izzy returned to the tent with a pile of things, the orc's tent was like some kind of yurt, with a stove with a chimney in the middle, where most of the cooking took place.

Izzy took the kitchen knife he had forged and happily cut the slices of meat, and in a few moments, a plate of delicate slices of meat was placed on the wooden plate like blooming flowers, and the ingredients for the pot were ready.

Izzy set up an iron pot, made a small tandoor, put a few pieces of charcoal, boiled water in the pot, and mixed the condiments.

He greeted his orc father, taught him how to use chopsticks as a clip, asked him to pick up the meat slices, soaked them, dipped them in the condiments, and put them in his mouth, the delicious taste melted in his mouth, and Izzy looked at the happy expression on the orc's face with relief. ”

Pinching up two chopsticks that he had made, Izzy suddenly remembered that he hadn't used chopsticks for a long time, and the hand holding the chopsticks couldn't help but start to tremble.

Will you still use it? Have you completely integrated into the world? Will you go back?

The self-question in Izzy's heart inexplicably made him fall into a panic, no matter which side is his relatives, not only is it connected by blood, but also has the bond of heart and soul, Izzy is completely in the mood to eat at this time.

Izzy threw down his chopsticks and rushed into the snow, looking up and yelling, he didn't know what to do, his heart was at a loss, full of uneasiness and sadness.

"Child, what's wrong with you? Are you alright?" Yushuro was frightened, his own child had been laughing a moment ago, and suddenly rushed out like crazy.

Turning back to look at the worried look on his orc father's face, Izzy came to his senses.

No matter where they are their own relatives who are in harmony with their own soul and flesh, as long as they are strong enough, as long as they can be strong enough to change the world, or even change time! You can find peace in your heart, this world is not without this possibility, if it is some kind of existence or phenomenon that has brought you over.

"Father, I'm fine, but I suddenly remembered a lot of things that made me feel very uncomfortable, let's go back," Izzy said with a smile to his father.

He looked around, and suddenly laughed genuinely, he had already run to Mogolin's house, and he wondered if his strange screams had scared him.

"Brother Ichie, is that you?" a small head, wrapped in a thick hide, emerged from a snowdrift and looked this way.

You're having so much fun outside on such a cold day?Izzy always finds something in little Mogolin that surprises him.

"Fortunately, this is the first time I've seen so much white water!"

"White water, this is called snow!" Izzy couldn't help but laugh when he heard the voice, and asked Mogolin to say hello to his family and go to his place to eat and rub hot pot. ”

"Wow! Izzy saw the slices of meat he had cut disappear into the little orc's mouth with lightning speed, and he felt a little fear in his heart.

Looking at the chopsticks on the ground, Izzy couldn't help but think of his mother in his memory, and reprimanded himself, the chopsticks fell to the ground and he would be beaten, he reached out and picked up the pair of thin wooden sticks.

Izzy picked up the chopsticks with his right hand trembling, his fingers were forceful, this familiar posture, Izzy never thought that he would be so happy because of this little thing that he wanted to cry, shook his head, and threw out the tears that were rolling in his eyes, some things will be imprinted in his soul with the memory, and will never fade, Izzy let go of his heart.

"Come eat, eat to your heart's content. There's still a lot of meat!"

A beautiful day is in the blink of an eye, and it quietly drifts away.

Izzy opened his eyes and stretched, and he walked to the curtain, opened it a little and looked at it, and then walked towards the light with joy.

Yes, the natural environment of the planet Draenor is so beautiful, the silver-white snow is like a gorgeous veil covering the head of the bride named World, and the sun is like welcoming the newlywed groom, sweeping to the earth, they hug each other, which is wonderful.

This beautiful and delicious scenery always encouraged the enthusiasm in Izzy's heart the most, he melted a basin of snow, brushed his teeth and washed his face, this behavior gradually affected the orcs around him, they sometimes learn to do it, not why, just because Izzy said that the concept of cleaning and not getting sick makes sense, orcs are such a pragmatic race.

Izzy lifted his broadsword refreshedly, wielding it earnestly, trying to master all the techniques he knew.

After a while, Yushuro took care of Kokana and walked out of the tent with his sword, he looked at his child, slowly but seriously swinging his broadsword, although he couldn't see it well, he inexplicably felt that his child was practicing well.

Still, he walked up, and Yushuro felt that he was not a proper orc father, and he had never taught Izzy how to fight, of course, because he was too busy.

"Izzy! Yushuro shouted.

"Kid, I've never taught you to fight before, so let's try it when I have time today," Yushuro raised his sheathed blade toward Izzy.

Izzy thought about it and prepared to put away his scabbard.

You Shuluo shook his head and said: "That's it, don't put it away, your foundation is very good, but what you need is actual combat, as well as combat awareness and absolute self-control!"

Izzy was a little surprised, the sword is eyeless, and if he goes down with a sword, it won't be fun to kill his father.

"Don't worry about me, hehe, a little cub who has never experienced a real battle, worried about hurting me, a clan sword master who has been through a hundred battles, maybe one day in the future, I will let you put away the sword blade, but now you are too tender. Yushuro said with a smile, and a mocking expression.

Izzy smiled and charged at his father, he got close to the ground, and with a swift sword stabbed straight into Yushuro's arm, suddenly he only felt the hilt of the sword in his hand converge, and he immediately couldn't hold his sword tightly, and the broadsword flew out.

Izzy looked at his empty right hand with some surprise, he didn't even see how Yushuro did it.

"Relax your arms, the way to exert force with a sudden burst of power is indeed right, but the palm of the weapon is not to do such a stupid thing, of course, there are special circumstances, unless you have to, you can kill the enemy with your hands, you can only grasp that kind of fighter by yourself, now, come again!"

Izzy picked up the broadsword on the ground and continued to challenge.

Repeated words that reverberated in the clearing. "Come again! Come again!"

This kind of thing lasted for almost the whole winter, and they trained in addition to eating, and finally, one day, the orc swordmaster asked Izzy to put the sword in the scabbard.

Yushuro never imagined that this day would come so quickly. He was surprised by the strength of Izzy's body, in addition to his size, Izzy was even able to use some skills that he couldn't understand in an instant, and the smaller size also made his current posture like a ghost, Izzy is bound to surpass himself in the future, becoming a powerful warrior, and more part-time shaman's ability.

"Kokana, our child, has exceeded our imagination and has lived up to the expectations of both of us at the same time. Yushuro sighed inwardly as he touched his partner's emaciated cheek.

Izzy was outside Mentor Artur's tent at this time, practicing spells, and he wanted to integrate elemental spells into combat, especially in close combat, holding swords in both hands, picking up and chopping down, and throwing out fists with his right hand.

With a fist, the energy also condensed in his right hand, and with a bang, a stump thicker than his own person was shattered into a cloud of sawdust.

Rubbing his right hand in severe pain, and patting the scattered wood slag on his body, Izzy thought to himself, it is not unreasonable for the spells to be thrown into the distance.

Just now, it was like the Seven Wounds Fist developed by Izzy himself, the place of the boxing was the point, and the subsequent elemental explosion was the face, this method was extremely powerful, but after using it, the right hand did not feel any sensation for at least half an hour.

Izzy felt like he needed to make some changes.

Mentor Artur doesn't quite agree with Izzy's idea of integrating sorcery into hand-to-hand combat, but he thinks that there is a moment in everyone's life that wants to create something new and unprecedented.

After all, if there were no people who had the courage to try, maybe even the profession of shamanic sacrifice that advocated the balance of the elements would not appear, just like he himself did back then, trying to fuse different elemental energies together, only to blow himself up in the end.

Shaman Artur remembered all the stupid things he had done, and Izzy had rested and continued to cast spells.

There was a little flame element between his hands, then a layer of water element gathered outside, and finally a layer of earth element, the old shaman smiled in his heart, and he really deserved to be his own student, and he did the same stupid things as himself, haha!

Shaman Artur has already prepared measures on how to reduce the damage of his apprentice after being blown up.

But Izzy was sweating profusely at this time, a little panicked, he used most of his mental power to make this water vapor bomb, in fact, he deliberately only condensed a small amount of elemental energy, but now the situation is a little wrong, it turns out that it is so difficult to control the three elements at the same time, he has a premonition that as soon as he throws the thing in his hand, his own people will blow him up.

The scene has reached a stalemate, to lose or not to lose? Izzy knew that the longer the time dragged on, the easier it would be for him to be bombed, and he looked around in a cold sweat, and finally saw a ditch, he burrowed into the ditch, stretched out his hand, as if he had thrown a grenade from the trench, and immediately lay down and covered his head.

It was as if there was a thunderclap in the sky, and Izzy even felt like he was being shaken.

He looked up and saw a 3-meter-diameter pit bubbling with steam.

"My own test spell was successful! Sure enough, the idea of a water vapor bomb worked. ”

Izzy looked at the sun, stretched his body as straight as he could, spread his hands upward, and shouted: Praise the sun!

The old shaman in the distance clutched his chest and comforted himself in his heart: "He is an elemental spirit, he can do it normally, this proves that my opinion on mixing elemental spells back then was correct, I am not uncomfortable, I have to hold on, oh! I should persevere." ”

Ever since Artur took in Izzy as an apprentice, he felt that his heart was starting to weaken a little.

Izzy finished his spell training for the day, but he didn't go home.

He walked to the edge of the forest with a small satchel on his back, and after double-checking that no one was following him, he went into a hollow in a tree and blew a magic whistle.

A slim figure emerged from the Ichikomi Gate and embraced Izzy.

"Sister Leah, can you not hug me so warmly every time you come to pick me up, I'm almost out of breath. ”

Leah pinched Ichie's baby-fat face, and said happily: "Let me hug it without a piece of meat, and you always hug it, it's warm, in this ice and snow, it's like holding a small stove." ”

Izzy still couldn't get used to Leah's kind way of treating herself like a doll, and they walked slowly towards Tymore together, playing all the way.

Izzy is curious why Leah, who has obviously experienced more than 200 years of tempering, still behaves like a girl, maybe because of her personality, every draenei has a long life span close to eternity, as long as it is not a natural disaster, natural life, it is said that I have not seen the draenei who has died.

By this time, they had arrived at Tymor, and Izzy had been playing with Leah for a long time, and Izzy was holding her stomach and laughing, and they arrived at the place where Izzy had seen and where the Draenei children gathered, they called it the Temple of Knowledge, and Izzy would come to learn all kinds of Draenei knowledge whenever he had the opportunity.

After reluctantly parting from Leah, every time Izzy walked into the hall, he had the illusion that he was in elementary school.

Shaking off the strange thoughts, Izzy stepped inside.