Bringing a small chair, she sat down facing the large mirror on the floor, and gestured out of thin air with the small scissors that had been turned out of the master's room. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shoumei is very smart and very good at learning from imitation, how does the master do it? She couldn't remember, she hadn't seen Loria for a long time, but she knew that the scissors must have cut something, not like hair, which was only eyebrows near her forehead.

In this way, it took her a long time to completely eliminate her eyebrows very carefully.

Sumi stood up and spun around a few times, making various expressions in the mirror, although it looked a little strange, but it didn't matter, she had mastered the art of trimming her eyebrows.

Even so, the long day was not over.

After a few rounds around the house, she felt a little bored, so she planned to go out to play, she went back to the basement, put on her small satchel, stuffed a handful of glass balls in it, and left the lodging, wanting to play marbles by the fountain in front of the chapel.

The people she met on the road walked by as if they couldn't see her, and sometimes she wondered if she was dead and a ghost, and even the master who was the best for her and often rolled her eyes affectionately left her, and she wanted to go to the place where the master left every day and wait, waiting for the master's return.

But she couldn't figure out where Loria had gone, or even where she was, and behold, there was a strange sign that said that no one was allowed to enter.

She is not an unrelated person, she is beautiful.

As she took pity on the ostracized unrelated people, she walked into the little deserted garden, feeling that something was wrong here, that some force had caused the plants to wither, and she wanted to go in and see what might hurt her cactus.

Through a section of the corridor, the patrolling soldiers looked at her with a frown, which made her a little nervous and a little excited, and finally someone looked at her...... The next person she met stared at her with fierce eyes, which made her happy.

Pink hair got the way, and she was promoted to heaven by beauty, she didn't know that people were hesitating to stop her.

Finally, a faint humming sound mingled with the sound of a gentle wind chime caught her attention.

"Hey! You! Get out! Don't interfere with routine maintenance! ”

A bald middle-aged man shouted in the back, so frightened that Shoumei suddenly fell into the light.

……

"Run......"

It took Felicia almost all her strength to squeeze the word out of her throat, and her brand new house, her life of hope, was ruined at this moment.

"Runaway? Where to go? Vica nibbled on a turnip and asked, "Surrounded by a sea of mist, even if you know how to open that thing called a portal, are you sure you want to run to the crusader's lair?" ”

"Then what do you say!" Filicia tugged at her pale blonde hair, and she pointed to the corpse lying between her and the turnip, and cried, "You've killed someone!" ”

"Oh, I told you he fell on his own."

"And what are you holding in your hands!"

“****…… Lethal weapon...... No, it's just a regular turnip. ”

"Whether it's eating your own **** or destroying the murder weapon, it's very wrong! Wait a minute...... It's none of my business, I'm going to report it to the garrison. ”

"Hey, hey! Aren't we friends? ”

"Goodbye friend."

Radish cried 'Gaga' and hugged Felicia's thigh to prevent her from leaving, who picked up a radish and tried to fight, just then the bell rang.

……

No one knows exactly how many places Brian has been, but from his stories and legends, it is a level that ordinary people cannot reach in their lifetime, he rarely returns to Ironforge, some say that he has been roaming Azeroth for a hundred years, you may not have heard of him, but he must have passed by your door at some point in the past or in the future.

Of course, he also has many friends, all over every corner of the world. When he found out that Hearthvae was different, he sent a message to Ironforge with his carrier pigeons...... But any traveler who plans to go to the north of the continent may need to know such a message: the Scarlet Crusaders in the Valley of the Hearth no longer kill people casually, if they encounter danger or lack of supplies, they can consider coming here to settle down, the tried and tested Crusader soldiers **** guard the safety of the town night and night, the brand new inn has begun to open for trial operation, although there is a shortage of supplies here, you have to queue up to buy anything, but you can always find the necessities you need, and the customs clearance procedures are so complicated that people collapse, This includes proving that you are yourself and that you are not infected with the undead plague, but it is still a good choice compared to the rotting earth and monsters roaming the world outside.

When the clerk of the Expeditionary Society received Brian's letter, he almost thought it was a prank, how could the Scarlet Crusaders not kill people indiscriminately? If it weren't for Brian? In the name of Copperbeard, who would believe such a bizarre thing...... The letter was eventually archived and transcribed, and placed in the most prominent position on the Explorers' Guild notice board.

Brian leaves, saying that he is going to investigate the Bug Empire of Silisus, and not long after he leaves, several prospectors, explorers, and a large group of dwarves who want to come and resell some goods appear at the checkpoint under the city of Hearthvale.

"Gather a large batch of mead from the snow as soon as possible, these dwarven explorers who are scurrying around the world will be amazed by our winemaking process...... Let them return to Ironforge with our goodwill and the New Deal. The conference room was doubled in size and heavily guarded, Loria didn't want to be disturbed anymore, she never took Anavaron's suggestion to attack the Alliance outpost, she had another idea, "We have never had such an opportunity, an opportunity to develop as much as we want without being held hostage by the Alliance and the Horde, we need the acquiescence of the Alliance or even the Horde, just for the next plan...... Go East! Let's move this table to the Chapel of the Light's Wish! ”

The first half of her words made everyone sound very unhappy, when did the Crusader master need to see people's faces, but are they really going to beat the little rabbit of Silver Dawn, what exciting news this is.

The Chapel of Light's Wish meant a lot to the Crusaders, not to mention the fact that they were able to use it as a base to raid Stratholme, the city that the undead had first infected, and some of the surrendered Hearthvale officers were thinking about something else...... Now that they've lost to the ambitious Pink Fur, the Hands of Tyr shouldn't be left alone.

The Eastern Plaguelands is full of worthy targets, and all Loria is thinking about is how to spend Valentine's Day coming. (To be continued.) )