"Have you ever seen the sewers of the Dark Temple at three o'clock in the morning?"

"I've seen it!"

Drunken Wind complained to himself while hurrying away, oh no, it was swimming. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

That's right, the sewers - people who have played WOW go to the Dark Temple, what do they go without going down the sewers?

It's a pity that the sewer didn't break a hole at this time, and the drunken wind could only waste a lot of energy, find the outlet of the sewer from the sea, and go all the way upstream.

If it weren't for the protection of True Qi, Zuifeng believed that his whole body had been corroded by evil energy at this time, and it would be full of wounds.

After climbing the water pipe, he finally came to the sewer maintenance center, which was occupied by the Naga in later generations, and Drunken Wind finally had a chance to tidy up.

"There's no Naga, there's no water elemental, it's quite secluded here." Drunken Wind carefully looked at the surrounding environment, "It's a pity that the water here is too badly polluted by evil energy, far beyond the limit that the soldiers can bear, otherwise a surprise attack on the sewers will definitely have a good effect!" ”

After tidying up, Drunken Wind pulled out a glowing crystal (thanks to the support of the local tyrants and draenei) and began to study the structure of the Dark Temple.

"Well, there are quite a lot of places to go to the sewers, but they are all on the first floor, I have to find a hidden place to leave the sewers and go to the second floor to have a look, according to the character of Nao Zu, the first floor is also a group of cannon fodder."

After some thought, Drunken Wind decided to go straight to the restaurant.

"I'm sure I'm all demons at this time in the training ground, so I'll just go into the cafeteria, hoping that the orcs won't have the habit of eating supper in the middle of the night."

Drunken Wind once again wrapped himself in true qi and plunged headlong into the sewer pipe.

Turning around, Drunken Wind swam towards the restaurant according to his memory - fortunately, Drunken Wind did not get lost, and he carefully opened the manhole cover of the sewer, revealing his head.

It was quiet.

Drunken Wind let out a sigh of relief, and it seemed that the orcs had rested.

It is estimated that Gul'dan will not allow the demon to enter the restaurant, otherwise the smell of sulfur, the drunken wind does not believe that the orc can still eat in front of the demon.

Slipping out of the sewers, Drunken Wind re-covered the manhole cover, then summoned a cloud of mist, erasing the traces of his arrival, and began to look at the hall.

Apparently the Orcs took a lot of effort to transform the Temple of Carabo - the entire dining room was completely in the rough style of the Orcs, with no Draenei left.

At the foot of the restaurant, the leftover meat was scattered on a huge table, and the drunken wind took a closer look, crying and laughing: "Is this the characteristic of orcs?" ”

There are so many kinds of meat that you can't even recognize them all, but they have a very distinct character - they are all grilled!

Seeing this scene, it is really difficult to describe the feeling in my heart, do these orcs have no cook, or in the eyes of the orcs, the meat is just roasted and eaten? Drunken Wind even found a roasted thunder elephant trunk in the pile of meat!

Drunken Wind searched carefully for a while, and finally found an unfinished menu on a table. Drunken Wind decisively tore off the papers, and then began to write a secret letter in the orc language provided by the prophet Velun, according to the gourd drawing.

After the forgery was completed, Drunken Wind quietly slipped out of the restaurant with a deep contempt for the orc's cooking, and after going out to the right, he began to slowly move along the corner.

Drunken Wind's destination was the Hall of Blood Demons in the Dark Temple.

At this time, Drunken Wind didn't know what was inside the Blood Demon Hall, but it was the closest hall on the second floor to the restaurant, and it was indoors and not open-air, so Drunken Wind estimated that there shouldn't be many demons there - as long as it was an orc, Drunken Wind could start to sow discord.

Creeping around a few patrolling guards, carefully avoiding a few wandering "eyes", Drunken Wind finally came to the Hall of the Blood Demon in the Afterlife.

This hall was later the site of Tyrone Bloodseeker, a ruthless orc warlock who lived and died, dead and alive, and became the first Death Knight under Gul'dan's transformation.

"I don't know who it is in this hall now, forget it, whatever, it can't be Tyrone Bloodfiend anyway." While thinking, Drunken Wind walked into the Hall of Blood Demons.

Then, embarrassed, he discovers Tyrone Bloodseeker.

Drunken Wind was instantly overwhelmed.

"Who's still hanging out there?" Tyrone Bloodfiend didn't immediately realize that it was Drunken Wind, because Drunken Wind was different from the rest of the Alliance, and there was no Holy Light or Arcane fluctuations on his body, and the orcs were not familiar with True Qi now, and they couldn't tell the difference between Life Force and True Qi, especially if they couldn't see clearly in the middle of the night.

“loc-tarogar！” The drunken wind who was in a hurry roared in a low voice, and then ran away.

Drunken Wind was very glad of his wit at this time - before leaving, Wei Lun wanted to give himself a spiritual fire, the garrison officer Ruer also wanted to give himself a king's blessing, and Khadgar was ready to come to a spatial anchor, all of which were rejected by Drunken Wind one by one.

It is precisely because of this that if Drunken Wind does not look at it with his eyes, it is not much different from a fat orc soldier, and if it is full of blessings, the orc can feel that something is wrong from afar.

Rolling the ground, rolling the ground, the dragon is in the sky~

It seems that it is too late to collect evidence, so Zuifeng can only prepare the "secret letter" he forged in the restaurant and start running wildly.

Despite the fact that Drunken Wind looks plump, he can run faster than a thief who starts a sprint, and often rolls on the ground without hesitation, and by the time the Blood Demon realizes that something is wrong, Drunken Wind has slipped onto the terrace on the third floor.

The Bloodfiend's pursuit inevitably alarmed the demon, and Drunken Wind was finally blocked on the terrace. Looking at the dense demons surrounding him, Drunken Wind squinted his eyes: "Sure enough, Nao Aozu still seems to want to run, the demons here are all rough skin and thick flesh and low IQ goods, the Abyss Lord, Hellfire, Blue Fat Man, Angry Guardian and a few Doomsday Guards, there are no cunning fear demon kings, even the little ghosts are very few." ”

Having gathered enough information, Drunken Wind finally began the final step of the mission.

Secretly turned on the Demon Scattering Skill, and Drunken Wind took a shadow arrow from the Doomsday Guard, so that the rear pretended to be very injured and deliberately dropped the "secret letter", and staggered to the edge of the terrace.

"Shoto・Meditation! Hopefully your Super Rocket Belt and Invincible Landing Cloak work as well as you say they do, or you'll be dead - I'll remove you from Wanderer and Angler once and for all! ”

After swearing in his heart, Drunken Wind pressed the button to bring it on.

Accompanied by dazzling fire and mentally retarded music, a thick cloud of smoke erupted from the drunken wind's buttocks, and the whole person flew out like a rocket.

The effect of the belt is quite "good"!