"Where did you find the weird dwarf," she said in a strange tone, her beautiful eyes staring at the throbbing ice dwarf.

"It's just that the customs are different," Rex's tone was clearly lacking.

"Customs?" Sylvanas's tone had a hint of sarcasm, "Normal dwarves do this every day,"

Standing up, Sylvanas left gently, she would not continue to watch the ice dwarf who was using her hands and feet at the same time, and kept dancing some kind of unknown dance, I don't know why, she was extremely disgusted when she saw the ice dwarf beating happily.

Watching Sylvanas leave, Rex sat silently, she would not hide her feelings, happy is happy, disgust is disgust, this is Sylvanas.

"Because of the worry of the Well of the Sun, of anger against the Ice Dwarves," he thought silently inwardly.

Shaking his head slightly, the ice dwarf he found by himself maybe, there is a slight possibility that there is something wrong with his head.

"When will he stop, we lack time," the Sunstrider Mage's robe, as bright as blood, even if it hadn't been cleaned for ten days and a half, it was still brand new, Kael'thas's hoarse voice sounded, and a white gas emanated from Kyle's mouth.

It was cold in Northrend, and the howling wind was blowing like a child's cry.

"I don't know," Rex said, standing side by side with him, lips rolled up.

"Our time is precious," his voice was still hoarse, without the slightest hint of anger, but Rex could still hear the murderous intent contained in this sentence.

I'm sure he heard that. It's going to be over soon. Rex strode forward. The dragon walked up to the ice dwarf, and reached out to snatch the flask from the ice dwarf's hand.

"Give it back to my brother," the ice dwarf had hazy eyes, a beard hanging down from his chest, and a wine lees, his outstretched hands that couldn't touch the flask, which was held high in Rex's hand. The height difference between the two sides was huge, and the ice dwarf just shouted.

"Listen, I've been so good to you these two days, lead the way immediately," Rex looked at the disgruntled look on the Ice Dwarf's face, and threw the flask in his hand back to the Ice Dwarf, and continued; "This is the last pot, and without getting anything, the wine won't be given to you."

With the flask in his arms, the ice dwarf's eyes widened. Looking at Rex, he said in a high voice; "That's the territory of the Iron Dwarves. Just with a few of us, we just went to serve him a dinner,"

"You're going to run away," Kael'thas with long blond hair walked over, the Sunstrider Mage's robes swaying astringently in the wind, magical elements surging continuously, and beside Kael'thais, fireballs condensed and burned in the bitter cold wind.

"You're an insult to Bertlem," the ice dwarf pinned the flask to his waist with his backhand, his beard furious, and the smell of a beast.

An alcoholic disappeared in an instant, replaced by a beast that had opened its eyes and was about to eat meat.

"Then you'll lead the way," Kyle's eyes were calm, and the fireballs surrounding him had increased to three.

"No, we'll have to wait a day," the ice dwarf flatly refused, his eyes staring at Kael'thas without showing weakness.

There is no difference in strength that makes the ice dwarves afraid, no, for the ice dwarves, fear, these two words, I don't know what they are, the perennial war with the iron dwarves, every ice dwarf is a warrior, out of the fight.

"Why wait a day?" Rex asked, his eyes narrowed, and he glanced at Kael'thas beside him, if the ice dwarf couldn't give him a reasonable explanation, the burning flames would fall from the sky in the next second, purifying the ice dwarf.

"Tomorrow is the night of the full moon, and the Iron Dwarves will hold a worship ceremony, so as not to alarm them, and pass quietly," his long beard trembled, and his deep voice sounded in the cold wind.

The long golden hair shook as he nodded, and the fireball slowly disappeared under the cold wind, and he left, and he waited for a day.

A storm that was about to erupt dissipated, but there was a hint of depression on Rex's face, "What a big deal, and almost a rush in the end," he thought silently in his heart.

With a few steps, he left the place, and this short, blue-skinned man, who had no language to communicate, and had to wait for a day, he had to go to find Sylvanas, waiting was undoubtedly a painful thing, but chatting with beautiful women, it was a pleasant thing.

The simple camp was not very large, and it didn't take even a minute to walk around, Rex walked a few steps, came to a place with a wide view, and saw Sylvanas at a glance, his boots trampling on the hard ground, and Rex came to her side.

She was concentrating on polishing the tip of the arrow, and from its side, she could see her bare neck, the smooth and delicate healthy skin full of wheat color, and her long hair comparable to the silver moonlight, which made Rex, who was walking step by step, feel excited, and after coming to the world of Azeroth, there were only two people who could really make people feel excited after seeing the first sight with their appearance.

Gianna and Sylvanas, these are the two most outstanding he has ever seen, compared to the two, Rhona and Gwen are rare beauties, but they are still inferior.

"Your arrows must be sharpened yourself," came to her side, Rex glanced at the bow full of the magic of the silver moon on his body, which was said to have been blessed by the hands of the high-ranking priest Elune, the high-ranking priest of Elune, who was the one who had been widowed for tens of thousands of years.

Sylvanas's pointed ears twitched, his intented gaze remained the same, his slender fingers still holding the arrow, constantly polishing, and replied in his mouth; "It's my sister's habit to make zuò arrows out of the trees of the Singing Forest,"

"The arrows I use are all made by her," a soft voice rang in his ears.

After a long time, Rex stood up and walked towards the distance, intending to rest, originally wanted to talk about some pleasant topics, but in the end it turned out to be a sad memory, the only good news is that the relationship with Sylvanas has been narrowed a lot, and he slowly lay down, Rex closed his eyes slightly, and directly entered the Warcraft system.

The hazy, spatial staggered teleportation made him feel slightly uncomfortable, even if he couldn't remember how many times he had entered this Warcraft space,

"It's an honor to meet you, my master!" (To be continued......)