After the Minotaur settled in the Coke Valley and the Scorching Sun Stone Residence, Drunken Wind remembered Zarta's advice, so he said goodbye to Kane Bloodhoof, took the Heart of Zarta, and rode to the Ashen Valley on a can. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

At this time, there were no demons roaming around in the Gray Valley, and there were no orcs cutting down indiscriminately, and the entire dark forest valley was full of tranquility and peace, and this atmosphere was deeply infected with the drunken wind, so that he changed from flying in a hurry to simply walking, and slowly walked along the stone claw path to the depths of the Ash Valley.

Wrong! There is a murderous aura!

Drunken Wind suddenly stopped, and found that there were only a few deer around them, and there were no beasts of prey. But the physical instincts cultivated by long-term battles are clearly reminding Drunken Wind that he is locked.

"At this time, the gray valley can only lock on to me, it is estimated that it can only be the sentinels of the night elves, right?" Thinking of this, Zuifeng simply raised his hands.

"Is it a Night Elf sentinel? My name is Drunken Wind, Drunken Wind Iron Palm, I am a panda man, I have no ill will, I was instructed by Zarta, the son of Cenarius, to find Cenarius, the guardian of the jungle. ”

Not far ahead, space seemed to distort slightly, and then several Night Elves armed with bows and arrows appeared.

"Stranger, I'd love to take your word for it, but I hope you'd better stand there and wait for our captain to come and make sure." The leading female Night Elf smiled stiffly, as if she wanted to release her kindness, but the bow and arrow in her hand were still aimed at Drunken Wind.

Drunken Wind didn't think it was wrong, this team of sentries looked like novices, and the movements of holding bows and arrows were not so much vigilant as more nervous, and the murderous aura shown before may be more about hoping that they would retreat in the face of difficulties.

Soon, the captain of this group of sentinels arrived.

The captain was an older male Night Elf with thick, dark green hair, a leather wallet, and a staff in his hand - what appeared to be a druid.

After seeing the druid, the drunken wind basically had the bottom, because Cenarius was the original trainer of the druid, before the start of the ancient war, the current great druid Malfurion Fury was the follower of Cenarius to practice the way of the druid, and this druid should have a way to contact Cenarion.

Sure enough, after Drunken Wind explained his intentions, the druid named Rios Deerhoof simply agreed to Drunken Wind's request.

"Lord Cenarius is working with the druids in the woods to treat the injured critters, this year's winter has come too early, and many of the animals in Ashendale are not ready for the winter, so we have to help them so that this winter will not be too difficult for them."

Drunken Wind nodded in understanding, this abnormal weather also disrupted his plans, otherwise he would have followed the Minotaur to Mogolei at this time.

Soon, Drunken Wind followed Rios Deerhoof to a small residence in the woods, where there were few buildings, but there were very thick trees everywhere, and Drunken Wind was sure that there must be many dormant treemen in these trees, or rather recuperating.

In a grove of dwellings, Drunken Wind finally meets Cenarius, the son of the demigod Malorn, the guardian of the jungle and the father of the dryad.

In fact, in the eyes of Drunken Wind, Cenarius is a very embarrassing demigod, on the one hand, he does not have the strength to approach the true god as his father White Buck Malorne; On the other hand, he was hacked to death by the legendary warrior Gromash Hellroar, who drank the blood of demons; The most embarrassing thing was that when the Legion returned, he was corrupted......

Well, in the face of this druid godfather, who is at the bottom of the demigods in everything except for giving birth, Drunken Wind is not as respectful as he seems on the surface.

"Panda Man, welcome to Ashengu, please explain your intentions."

"Your Excellency Cenarius, the demigod, my name is Drunken Wind Iron Palm, and I have come to receive the trust of Zarta and bring his relics with me. He said he was going to take his heart to the Valley of Ash and give it to you. ”

Hearing the word "relic", Senarius was visibly shocked.

"That kid finally dissipated, and didn't want to come to see me, didn't he?" Cenarius couldn't help but shed tears, "He was so stubborn until he died. ”

Drunken Wind feels very embarrassed at this time, a demigod more than three meters tall stands in front of you and weeps, you can only look up and can't leave, which makes Drunken Wind suffer a lot.

Finally, Cenarius collected his emotions and spoke again: "Thank you anyway, Drunkenwind, can you tell me his last story?" ”

"Of course. After my minotaur friends and I deceived the centaurs through a series of strategies, we came to the west coast of the Bleak Lands, hoping to leave from the sea, but the centaurs invited their mother, the earth elemental princess Thrydes, in desperation, we could only ask Zarta for help, at this time Zarta has been killed by the centaurs, we found his soul wandering in Maraton, he promised us to persuade Princess Thrydes, but I didn't expect him to choose to dissipate completely. ”

After listening to the description of the drunken wind, Cenarius seemed very helpless, and could only bear the heart of Zarta, quietly feeling the vitality and vitality in this beating heart.

"I misunderstood this child, I thought he had been infected by the irritability of the Earth Elemental Princess, but I didn't expect the Earth Elemental Princess to put away her temper for him, I really didn't expect it. This heart is not so much to come back to me after death as to prove to me that he is still the pure Zalta. Anyway, my kids have finally come back to me. ”

Seeing that Cenarius was in tears again, Drunken Wind hurriedly retreated.

After leaving Cenarius, drunk and light, the minotaur had settled down, and Zalta's request was completed, so he simply took the cans to visit the Gray Valley this winter, enjoy the vibrant scenery, and find out if there are any new delicacies by the way.

Who expected that Drunken Wind was just about to leave, but Rios Deer Hoof directly approached Drunken Wind with a serious face, saying that the Grand Druid Malfurion Fury had something to find him.

Malfurion Fury? The sleeping god who had slept in the Emerald Dream woke up? Still looking for yourself? Drunken Wind felt very surprised. But looking at Rios's posture, he has to go this time.

In desperation, Drunken Wind could only secretly slander the demigod who slammed the door for helping him without being paid (he chose to forget that he had indirectly killed the demigod's son), and at the same time sat on the horned eagle beast and set off for Darnassus.