Whether in his past life or in this life, Zuifeng does not consider himself a good person. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

On Pandaria, Drunken Wind led the three battles launched by the Shadow Trace Faction, and the layout of the art of war was exactly the same, and in order to resist the corruption of Yashaji, Drunken Wind has always attached great importance to his inner situation, so there has never been a problem with his mood.

But when I arrived in Kalimdor, everything changed.

First of all, compared with the centaur, the number of minotaurs is too disadvantaged, so Drunken Wind has to make a strange move, and after the problem of the wild boar people appeared, Drunken Wind was even more helpless to violate his bottom line and kill the wild boar people, women and children.

The most serious thing is that when observing the enemy's situation, I saw the centaurs boiling and eating the young sons of the wild boar people......

Returning to the migration camp, the drunken wind began to retch.

"Fortunately, Kalimdor doesn't have a lot of thoughts, otherwise he might really be completely controlled by negative emotions." Drunken Wind couldn't help but be a little glad, "It's a pity that Eshara's Crown of Ao Neng was given to Naga, otherwise things would have been much easier to solve." Drunken Wind couldn't help but begin to miss the cold feeling of the arcane.

Wrong!

As soon as this thought arose, Drunken Wind keenly discovered the problem - he had a slight symptom of demon addiction!

Demon addiction is not something that only mages can see, otherwise the blood elves would not have gone crazy after the destruction of the Well of the Sun. As long as you get used to the convenience of arcane and use the power of arcane in your daily life uncontrollably, when you lose the source of arcane, your body will instinctively produce symptoms of addiction.

Drunken Wind is like that, he is unconsciously used to using Azhara's Arcane Crown Arcane to calm himself, so once he loses his Arcane, his body instinctively needs that cold feeling, after all, Azhara is not a simple character, and the crown from her hand is not as simple as a hat full of arcane flow.

Realizing this problem, Drunken Wind felt very lucky, if after a while, he accidentally quoted the arcane energy in Azhara's arcane crown, maybe his addiction would be even more difficult to quit.

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Fortunately, the centaurs and the boar people had already fought, and the centaurs who had broken through the shackles of the region were eager to vent, but the boar people, who had tasted the sweetness of the oasis, were unwilling to retreat.

Originally, the centaurs were bent on catching the minotaurs, but Margram Khan Malados found that once they lost the threat of survival and escaped from the bleak land, the centaurs were no longer willing to listen to their commands.

At first, the boar people just wanted to give the centaurs some color and let them retreat, but they didn't expect that the centaurs had a whole winter of fire in their stomachs, and they were not willing to retreat at all, but instead burned and plundered, and became more and more unscrupulous.

Now that there were no centaur chasers and no boar people to harass them, the minotaurs began to rush towards Mogore.

Kane Bloodhoof was the first to notice Drunkard's problem and wanted to help, but was rejected by Drunkard. More important than a warrior is a peace of mind rather than a sense of anger, which is the source of the monk's strength to handle every detail in battle. Now, there is a problem with Drunken Wind's peaceful heart, and this kind of thing can only be solved by himself.

It's a pity that Zuifeng can't return to Qingri Peak to listen to the teachings of the masters, so he can only sit down on the spot and start meditating quietly.

Why the flames of war burn, why the autumn leaves fall.

Nature is indestructible, and there is confusion in our hearts.

Who is the angry fist held for? Protect the country and punish the evil, and the Tao will naturally eliminate the demons.

The war is endless and the disasters are endless, why do we fight?

Zui Feng's mind once again echoed the teachings of the Panda Man Emperor Shao Hao.

"Remember, child: life is too short, every day should be happy to live in the moment, and every night should be forgotten and comfortable."

Drunken Wind realized, pulled out the words of mist wrapped around his waist, and began to practice his martial arts one move at a time: Tiger Palm, Angry Thunder Break, Divine Crane Neck Kick, Rising Sun, Disillusionment Kick, Split Muscle Wrong Bone Hand, Golden Bell Jar, Scattered Demon Attack, Body Not Bad, Drunken Fist, Drunken Cloud, Flame Breath, Elemental Clone, Wild Bull Rush......

"This is war, and there is always sacrifice to protect your friends. My hero and his enemy should have expected it. ”

"The boar people seem to have been calculated by themselves, but in fact, if the boar people don't come to find trouble, the minotaur at this time has already arrived in Mogaolei, and when the time comes, he will not provoke a war between the centaurs and the boar people."

"As compensation, in the future, I will find a way to stop the corruption of the wild boar people by natural disasters and purify the Razor Heights."

Attracted by the martial arts, Kane Bloodhoof found that Drunken Wind's martial arts skills were very different from when he first saw him, and when he fought with him for the first time, although Drunken Wind was also superb in martial arts, and his moves were so wonderful that they were full of carving and control. In today's drunken wind, the offense is like a gust of breeze, the defense is like a drizzle of silent rain, and the round body looks extremely harmonious no matter where it is or what kind of action it does.

Seeing this, Kane Bloodhoof resolutely turned around and left, no longer bothering, just telling the migrating team to stop and rest, and by the way, also informed everyone that there might be a banquet tonight.

By the time the drunken wind woke up from the realm of epiphany, it was already dark, and before I knew it, an afternoon had passed.

After some mental torture, the drunken wind finally broke through the shackles of the epic and reached the level of the legendary warrior monk, and from then on, the words and deeds of the drunken wind began to secretly fit the natural principles of Taoism - this point has similarities between the warrior monk and the druid, and the power will affect the surrounding natural environment after reaching the extreme, the emperor Shaohao has experienced hardships, and when he returned to the Splendid Valley, the peach blossoms of the Splendid Valley are all in full bloom, and they are colorful to this day.

Guessed by the scheming Kane Bloodhoof, Drunken Wind personally held a grand feast of gourmet food, and the minotaurs, who could almost announce the success of the migration, all but the hunters who kept watch over the centaurs and boar people reveled.

Everyone opened their bellies and feasted, and the several Kodo beasts that Drunken Wind had personally roasted were eaten until only bones remained.

Early the next morning, the minotaurs who had finished recuperating set off again, and the target was Mogaolei!