At noon the next day, Drunken Wind and Bane Bloodhoof rushed to the westernmost part of the Kodo Graveyard. In the last warm autumn sun, www.biquge.info a large number of slippery naga are basking in the sun.

As former high-level elves, although these Nagas have changed their appearance due to curses, the magic addiction caused by the loss of the Well of Eternity has not disappeared, and has even intensified, so Nagas, especially the female casters of Naga, always want to absorb any energy from the outside world to relieve the instinctive cravings from the body.

Let the cans hover over the heads of the Nagas, Drunken Wind took off the hat on his head, and in the surprised eyes of Bane Bloodhoof, this ordinary pocket suddenly emitted a dazzling blue light, and the shape also changed, and finally became a crystal clear crown!

"This is the power of the arcane that you mentioned!"

Drunken Wind nodded: "This is the story I told you, the return gift from the Elf Queen Essara-Essara's Crown of Ability!"

When the Pandaren received this gift in return, they were not overjoyed, but put it in the Pandaren Emperor's treasury, because even the mages of the Pandaren did not like to have such a strong arcane flow on their heads.

Thousands of years have passed, and the vicissitudes of life. After Shao Hao's death, this crown was transferred to the treasure house of the Shadow Trace Sect, and continued, uh, eating ashes...... Until the appearance of drunken wind. Although meditation can alleviate this problem, it is not possible to sit in meditation 24 hours a day.

Later, Zhou Zhuo looked through the collection of many traveling scholars and found the record of this crown. Drunken Wind took out the crown from the treasure house, and after taking it with him, the pain was finally relieved.

Because this crown is so gorgeous, Drunken Wind can only find a mage from the Shadow Trace Sect, and with the help of the energy of the crown itself, the shape of the crown has been slightly transformed, and it is also from this mage that Drunken Wind has learned some basic arcane knowledge and skills.

After leaving Pandaria, Drunken Wind no longer needs to use this Arcanon Crown to relieve his headaches, so he simply returns this former upper-level elf treasure to its original owner!

As Azhara's Arcanon Crown revealed its true form, the naga below began to stir, and more naga crawled out of the water and gathered beneath the drunken wind, greedily feeling the long-lost nourishment from the arcane energy.

"Nagas, I'm going to talk to your leader!"

Shortly after the words fell, a four-armed Naga slid over, and the surrounding Naga automatically branched out into a path.

"Hello, Pandaren, I'm Nasara Slipperyblade, the leader here."

Drunken Wind raised his eyebrows without leaving a trace, this Naga obviously left a considerable amount of memory, can recognize his own race and speak a fluent lingua franca, the leader of this Slippery Blade Clan, should not be underestimated.

"Hello, I'm Drunken Wind Iron Palm." Drunken Wind commanded the can to descend as he spoke, "I'm here to talk about a deal about this Eshara Ao Crown." ”

Hearing that this was really the Asara Ao Crown, Nasara Slippery's eyes were full of eagerness, "Panda people, because of your race, I am willing to believe your words, very good, our deal may be successful!" ”

Drunken Wind shrugged: "Since you know this crown, you should know its value and importance to you. I can guarantee that this crown has been carefully cared for in the hands of our panda people and has not lost its magic over time, so, the price is not ......"

Seeing the drunken wind on the ground, Nasara Slippery Blade showed a sly smile, and her full head of snake hair made her look a little hideous: "Before talking about the price, I need to confirm whether your trading partner has this price!" ”

As he spoke, Nasara pulled out a longbow out of nowhere, and shot an arrow at the drunken wind, the arrow shimmering blue, indicating that the arrow had been enchanted. At the same time, Nasara's other pair of hands was not idle, and took the opportunity to take out a long staff, pointing at the drunken wind, and the ice fragments flew out, and with the arrows, faintly blocked all the space that the drunken wind could dodge.

Drunken Wind seemed to have expected it, first twisted his waist, squeezed the newly landed Bane Bloodhoof into the protection of the can, and then formed a handprint, unhurriedly dodging the flying arrows, allowing the sharp ice shards to hit his body.

"Scattering Demons!"

This is one of the three magic weapons of the warrior monks in the face of the initiator, and in a short period of time, the true qi will be densely spread on their bodies, isolating all elements and arcane and evil powers, unless the energy contained in the spell is too high, otherwise all the spells that hit the warrior monk will lose their effect.

Nasara was shocked to see that the spell had lost its effect, but the movement in her hand did not stop, and as the spell was chanted, the ground in front of Drunken Wind was covered in a smooth layer of ice, and Nazara hoped to use this to distance herself and buy time - after all, it seemed that Drunken Wind would not last long in ignoring her magic.

Unexpectedly, Drunken Wind fell to the surface of the slippery ice, then tumbled like a big ball and rushed towards Nassara at a faster speed. At this time, Nasara was in no mood to laugh at the drunken wind's round body, because after the drunken wind rolled across the ice, he had already reached a position less than five meters in front of him!

"Damn it!"

Fortunately, at this time, the pale green light representing the magic scattering skill on Drunken Wind's body had dissipated, and Nasara hurriedly stomped the ground with the end of his staff and cast an ice ring, although the ice ring was quickly broken, but Nasara seized the opportunity and finally completed his spell.

"Tornado!"

A huge storm was created out of thin air, forming a huge tornado, mixed with broken ice and seawater, and swept directly towards the drunken wind.

Although he could no longer use the Demon Scattering Skill for a short period of time, Drunken Wind was not worried. He held his hands to his chest and interlocked his fingers.

"Xuanniu soap, help me!"

Drunken Wind's body glowed with a faint earthy yellow glow, and a running Xuan Niu faintly appeared above his head. Drunken Wind ran two steps, jumped up, and plunged directly into the storm.

Nasara's face, which had already been a little pale from the excessive mana consumption, suddenly turned paler and paler—she could clearly feel that the storm she had summoned was rapidly dissipating!

Finally, with the roar of the bull, the storm subsided, and Nasara, who was still trying to resist stubbornly, was interrupted by a throat cut by the drunken wind, and fainted in a fit of anger. Drunken Wind was stunned for a moment - it seems that although it is very useful to interrupt the chanting of the spell with the throat cutting hand, and it can also make people unable to speak for a short time, what is the matter with knocking people unconscious?!

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When Nasara woke up, she felt a dull pain in her throat. Looking around, she noticed that her people had a palpable reverence for drunken wind, and the few sacrifices who were at odds with her had shown schadenfreude.

"I'm different from you guys!" Nasara thought to herself, "I'm a hero, don't think that if I lose to the panda people, I will lose to you!" ”

"All right, Ms. Nasara." Drunken Wind spoke, "I suppose you don't have any questions about trading now, do you?" ”

Nasara nodded vigorously.

"Well, my minotaur friends will be here in a few days, and I hope you can help us all the way north to the Far Point of the Stonetalon Mountains. When I arrive, I'll give you the Crown of Esala'o. ”

"Can you give it to me sooner - even I can go to the battlefield to help you!" Nassara is still making her final struggles.

"Not to mention I can't fully trust you." Drunken Wind shook his head. "Look at your people, I think you need to reassert your prestige, I don't want this place to be a mess when we arrive."

"Damn, it's not your fault!" Nasara dared not speak in anger at this time, and could only bow her head in obedience. In fact, the state of the drunken wind is not very good, Nasara is an epic hero after all, even if she is only barely reached, even if the drunken wind has a mental calculation and no intention, and the drunken wind that has continuously used the Demon Scattering Gong and Xuanniu Linfan is also exhausted, and it is not as easy and freehand as it seems.

After agreeing on the agreement, Drunken Wind set off with Bane Bloodhoof and returned to the Minotaur camp in a can, leaving Nasara to clean up the disobedient subordinates.

"Bane, different races are different, like when I face the Minotaur, you can talk first, and then fight, we are friends; In the face of Naga, I could only convince them, grasp their little handles, and then make demands. ”

Looking at Bane's confused face, the drunken wind laughed.