"I can assure you. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Drunken Wind looked at Milhouse sympathetically, "You just teleported away with your front foot, and the goblin sold your teleportation device with your back foot. ”

"Damn, how dare those dwarf greenskins?!"

"First of all, you're shorter than most goblins." Drunken Wind rolled his eyes, "Secondly, for the sake of money, those short greenskins didn't dare to do it!" ”

"If that's the case, then I think I'll have to make a teleporter again in order to go back." Milhouse was very calm, "I believe that even if he sells my teleporter, the buyer will not be able to remove my spatial positioning sign." With that thing, I won't get lost. ”

"Wait, Space Portal Marker?!" Khadgar spotted the key, "You have a clear spatial portal marker in Azeroth, right?" Not based on Azeroth's sub-landmarkers, but space teleportation landmarks that can be used in the astral plane? ”

"Of course, how else would I achieve random teleportation in searchable space? The space teleportation marker guides, and the arcane crystal module is powered to cause disordered spatial vibration, and then finds the teleportation target according to the principle of holy light gravity......"

"Stop, I don't want to hear you tell me about your goddamn invention - that's not the point!" Khadgar was very excited to hear that there was a spatial teleportation marker, "I just need to know that you have a teleportation marker, you don't need to make a new teleporter, we can jump back to the entire fortress." ”

"Space signposts are not the point! The point is my great invention! Did you know that in order to find the gravitational pull of the Light, I used the Carmetos algorithm for three months? Milhouse was finally able to pour out his hard work, and his mouth couldn't stop at all, "In order to calculate the data, I constantly use Awakening day and night, just the demon you have to deal with - if I have full mana, I can kill him alone!" ”

"Throat cut!" Drunken Wind couldn't bear Milhouse's babbling.

"Uhh......h

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Drunken Wind carried Milhouse and found Muru with Khadgar.

"Lord Muru, he really has the space sign of Azeroth - does that mean we can go back?"

"Very lucky." Muru radiated a glow of pleasure, "Then let me talk to this little guy alone." ”

Drunken Wind let go of his hand, and Milhouse, who had regained his freedom, jumped three feet high.

"You damn Holy Light Paper Man! Who do you say is the little one? Your whole family is little ones! Now, Uncle Millhouse is angry! ”

As he spoke, Milhouse picked up the ice arrow.

Khadgar was about to interrupt Milhouse's spell with a spell countercast, but was stopped by Drunkenwind.

"Leave this alone, and leave him to Naru - I'm sure Master Muru can solve this problem."

With that, Drunken Wind pushed the suspicious Khadgar out of the room and closed the door with his hand.

"Are you sure Lord Muru can really convince that gnome? I always felt that guy was stubborn and not very easily convinced. ”

"You have to believe Naru, they are the embodiment of the Light." "It's their job to convince others, and the power of their words is not under my cooking." ”

"Well, that's all I can hope for." Thinking of drunken cooking, Khadgar shrugged.

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After waiting for a long time, Muru finally let Milhouse out, and the dwarf, who had been educated by Naru, behaved listlessly at this time very differently from the past. To be exact, Milhouse is now in a trance.

"Hey, Millhouse!" Drunken Wind waved his hand.

Before Drunken Wind could continue to speak, Millhouse interrupted him.

"Don't say it, I promise you, use my spatial positioning beacon to send everyone back to Azeroth, please, please let me be quiet for a while - the kind of silence from the bottom of my heart, I can't stand Naru's broken mouth anymore, the point is that these messy fragments still appear directly in my heart! Uncle Milhouse is about to throw up! ”

Drunken Feng was dumbfounded, he didn't expect Naru to use this method to persuade Milhouse, this is really "convincing".

But in any case, since Milhouse agreed, things were much easier.

Finally, while Drunken Wind and Onexia sat on top of the Dark Gate looking at the stars, Milhouse finally returned to normal.

Accompanied by Muru, Milhouse made his way to the control hall of Storm Keep.

For Drunken Wind and Onexia, who were joining in the fun, they could only feel the warm glow of Muru. But Milhouse Snow clutched her head in pain.

"Okay, okay! I know how to manipulate these. ”

"I swear by everything I have, I won't press it randomly!"

"You've told me many, many times about the process, I don't want to hear it anymore!"

"I just want to get home and sleep comfortably now, instead of dealing with those damn crumbs that come out of my heart!"

Drunken Wind put his arms around Onicia and watched with interest as Milhouse operated the complex machine, when a thought came to him: "Naru has no hands, how do the Draenei operate the ship?" ”

As if sensing the craziest doubts, Muru turned to the drunken wind, emitting a calming glow.

"Of course, I will be in command, and Vilun will be in charge. Unfortunately now that there is no Veron, I would have liked to keep this little guy - but it seems that he doesn't like me, and the Light will not be strong. ”

Before Zuifeng could laugh, the huge storm fortress suddenly moved, and Zuifeng subconsciously closed his eyes. In the next instant, the Storm Fortress vanished from the Dark Gate.

When Drunken Wind opened his eyes, he felt as if he was in the middle of an endless starry sky, and Onicia beside him spread his wings exaggeratedly, as if he was about to take off.

Drunken Wind hurriedly patted Onexia on the shoulder, and the Black Dragon Queen woke up in embarrassment, subconsciously looking left and right, only to find that most people were staring at the mysterious astral boundary outside the window, so she was relieved.

The sudden whirlwind made Drunken Wind feel as if he had come to the same place for two hundred rolls, and he was about to vomit out the magic pancakes he had eaten in the morning.

Thankfully, the pain didn't last long, and soon the Storm Fortress stopped and appeared in a lush forest.

"It looks familiar." Drunken Wind helped Onexia tat his chest as he pondered where this was, "Where the hell were you teleported?" ”

For the dazed crowd, this was not a pleasant teleportation; And for Milhouse, who was about to be annoyed to death, it was not a pleasant teleportation.