On the Lordaeron Continent, on the shore of Lake Mill, on the seventh floor of a white mage's spire, this former study has now been transformed into a conference room, surrounded by light blue light curtains, like a projection screen showing the battles on the continent of Draenor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Orcs of Draenor have almost been wiped out by most of them now, and the Shadowmoon Tribe can no longer pose a threat to the Expeditionary Force after the death of Neozu, but there is one thing I really can't figure out, Gul'dan has never appeared since the Stormmarauders, Twilight Hammer and Burning Blade clans were subdued, as if the collective disappeared out of thin air, and let the Expeditionary Force uproot his race, he wouldn't have abandoned this continent and fled?".

A burly knight in a gold-patterned robe on a blue background spoke, his eyes seemingly fixed on the magic curtain on his left, but a large part of his mind was focused on the glamorous lady across from him.

This knight's name is Owen, as a relative of the royal family of Lordaeron Minethiel, he is directly responsible for the guards of the inner city of Lordaeron, although his upper body armor robe is neatly worn, but the lower half of his body is almost ** vacuum, a woman is burrowing her head into the crotch robe and constantly moving up and down, and the skirt of the glamorous lady is also lifted to the waist, and several big hands are constantly caressing her white and tender legs.

"Not everyone will take duty and glory to heart, especially these savage and primitive orcs, with the power he has now, it is not easy to find a remote and barren corner to build another territory, how can he easily risk his own life."

Ivy chuckled and shook her head, her hands wandering over the female mage in her arms, Mordra's original exquisite and ornate Kenrito robes were still completely open, revealing most of her beautiful body, exposing her private parts in public with a touch of shyness on her face, but the intoxication in her eyes that could not be concealed showed a kind of morbid madness.

Although he said so, Ivy knew very well that Guldan's whereabouts would only be the tomb of Sargeras, and everyone in the Middle-earth team would inevitably leave him behind, on the one hand, compared to Neozu, this Shadowwarlock would obviously only regard the tribe as a victim, and would not cause substantial obstacles to this mission, once all the chess pieces in his hand were destroyed, then the angry Kil'Gardan would not be fun.

On the other hand, there is also a tacit understanding between the people of Middle-earth and Lin Feng, the Draenor Continent is their battlefield, then Lin Feng's battlefield is the entire Azeroth, and the Burning Legion is an indispensable part of it.

Whether it is the magic kingdom Dalaran or the High Elf country Quel's Salas, they have already imprinted their arrogance in their bones for a long time, and they don't believe that anything can shake their rule, and in the original timeline plot, it can be seen from the reason for the destruction of Silvermoon City and Dalaran, so they must wake up through the first threat, and then complete their plans through the second threat, of which the first threat is naturally completed by the Draenor orcs, and the second must rely on the Burning Legion to complete, And Gul'dan is one of the most useful chess pieces.

"Although the outcome of the war was sealed, the losses of this expedition were still ...... Not...... But it's super ...... Not...... More than expected......"

Before Modra could finish speaking, he was interrupted by a burst of pleasure from his body, mixed with Jiao's breath and said intermittently.

The devastating blow to the Orc Clan of Draenor by the people of Middle-earth will undoubtedly greatly reduce the danger that the Alliance Expeditionary Force needs to bear, but the unstoppable victory will also drag them step by step into the depths of the quagmire of war, perhaps at first they just wanted to further defeat the Horde, but now they really want to destroy this evil race and completely conquer this strange and vast continent.

"Wounded beasts are always more dangerous than usual, and desperate beasts are the most dangerous, but for the sake of a permanent solution to the possible threat to the Alliance, and for the sake of Lordaeron's glory, I believe that the price paid is worth it."

The heaviness of sacrifice and death in the words did not make much sorrow appear in the hearts of the people, but on the contrary, they were more excited and fanatical, and the crazy inflated desire made their hearts sound only the glory of triumph and the incomparably huge profit in the plunder of war.

"But don't you think it's better to care about the lonely girl in front of you, Modra~ Master."

After slowly moving the hands that roamed on Modra's chest to his hips, Ivey gently pushed the half-** mage in his arms forward, causing him to lean forward and lean against the body of a delicate girl in front of him, who was her apprentice, Ivanka.

She understood the meaning of the man behind her, although the habit she had developed for a long time had bred a little shame and resistance in her heart, but these Xu Qingming were obviously quickly submerged, and the ** that was as hot as fire in her heart was even more difficult to resist, and after gently sniffing the fragrance of the girl's light brown long hair, she kissed her lips.

Although the apprentice girl was also intoxicated in her heart ** and couldn't extricate herself, the warm exhalation that was gradually approaching was reluctant to turn her head away, but after all, it was not as complete as Modra's sinking, the resistance of same-sex taboos and the shyness in her heart made her subconsciously take half a step back in the face of the teacher's kiss, but a pair of arms wrapped around her neck, and after the four delicate and soft lips touched together, she gently picked the girl's teeth with her tongue.

Although** is the same as greed, what he is good at is the means of influencing the other party's emotions and thoughts, but compared to the magic that uses emotions and interests to firmly grasp everything in the palm of his hand, what Ive's **incarnation is better at is to attract the never-satisfying** in people's hearts and completely devour their hearts.

Just like the blasphemy instinct that everyone has in their hearts, everyone actually has a hidden ** in their hearts that is far beyond their imagination, but it is gradually forgotten under the constraints of morality and order, but once it feels that the restraint is weakened, the emotion called unscrupulous will be like poison to greatly expand.

From Morad's seduction of his heart from interest and favor, or from the heart of Knight Owen for power and glory, so that he indulges in the sound of dogs and horses, he is relieving all kinds of concerns through various means, approaching and crossing the bottom line of his heart step by step, until he finally completely sinks into it.