Seeing Coleman's head, Xiao Yi got up from the chair with a slick of his hand, and even the chair was knocked over by his movements!

Not caring at all about the smell of this rotten head, Xiao Yi wanted to reach out and take it over to take a closer look, but before he could get closer, the soul fire in the skull's eyes swelled, and he opened his mouth to bite Xiao Yi's hand, so he gave up this idea. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Undead ......" Xiao Yi's voice was very dry, although he didn't know the quest line of the Valley of Thorns, but he still knew about the distribution of monsters, the famous hero of the tribe 'Three Crops of Rice' The third brother often wandered in this place, after hearing about the glorious deeds of the third brother, Xiao Yi also came to the Valley of Thorns to pay respects.

Obviously, the undead of the Twilight Forest never reached the Valley of Thorns, and in the game, the passes of the North Valley of Thorns have always been controlled by the Alliance!

"Put it away, I believe what you say." Waving his hand a little weakly, Xiao Yi sat back on the chair that Goodke had raised, frowning and thinking.

"Is it because of me that the world has been changed? And that ghost knight in the Twilight Forest......" Xiao Yi had a big head, and he couldn't figure out what was going on now: "Damn, where did the bronze dragon run away from the Azeroth shit-stirring stick?" Aren't they called the keepers of time! ”

"Your Lord." Seeing that Xiao Yi was a little irritable, Goodek whispered and comforted: "You don't need to worry, and this may be a good thing." ”

"Huh?" Xiao Yi looked at Goodke suspiciously.

"Faced with this powerful enemy, I think it would be much easier to recruit these trolls again." Seeing that Xiao Yi was attracted to him, Goodk said what he thought.

"Impossible!" But as soon as his words fell, Coleman immediately retorted, and then the shaman saluted Xiao Yi respectfully: "The blood-topped trolls are not friendly and arrogant, they suspect that all outsiders, even if they face death, they will not bow to other clans, let alone the great master is a foreigner. ”

Shaking his head, Xiao Yi waved his hand and said, "You guys go out first, I want to be alone for a while." ”

"Yes, my lord/master."

Goodek glared at Coleman before reluctantly saluting Xiao Yi and driving the troll shaman out of the room.

"Huh-" After the two left, Xiao Yi lay on the bed with his eyes closed, and let out a long breath, his armor hurt a little, but his head was very messy at this time, and he didn't care about this at all.

He had given up on recruiting trolls, the Gulabash trolls had been crippled, and even if he brought them back, it would take a long time for these trolls to recover, just like the minotaurs of the tribe.

And the blood-topped trolls, under the siege of the undead, even if they don't destroy the clan, there will definitely be very little left in the end, and the only survivor seems to be the only one who is close to the center of the valley of thorns.

Can you expect the undead not to expand? This is simply more unreliable than the orcs taking the initiative to return to Draenor! This is also the reason why the Gulabash troll hugged Xiao Yi's thigh when he took the opportunity, and the cunning troll shaman had already foreseen the fall of the Valley of Thorns.

Xiao Yi doesn't care about whether the Valley of Thorns will fall or not, the life and death of the trolls, his recruitment operation has failed for more than half of it, what he cares about is that the undead have expanded!

Before he came to the Valley of Thorns, Isabel said with great certainty that as long as the canopy of death did not spread, the undead would not go out of this range, but the Valley of Thorns was not shrouded in the fog of the Twilight Forest, but the undead expanded!

And what about the City of Angels, which is closer to Raven Ridge in the Twilight Forest?

"No, I'm going back immediately!" Xiao Yi sat up suddenly.

There was a sea of gold in front of him, and Xiao Yi seemed to be sitting in the clouds at this time, and the magnificent hall in the distance was shrouded in golden clouds, looming.

"Foggy, dreaming?" He was still lying on the hotel bed just now, and he appeared here as soon as he opened his eyes, if he wasn't still wearing the Guardian Armor, Xiao Yi felt that he would think that he had crossed again.

Standing up, Xiao Yi stomped his feet curiously, although he was stepping on the clouds, it was as hard as flat ground.

"Huh" let out a long sigh of relief, and took a step in the direction ......of the main hall, he didn't panic, since the master here can get himself here quietly, then killing him is like playing, and it doesn't take so much effort at all.

As soon as he took a step, Xiao Yi saw a flower in front of him, and when he came back to his senses again, he found himself standing in an empty hall, with thick and towering golden pillars neatly arranged as far as the eye could see, and the same was true overhead, the towering pillars pierced into the clouds, if it weren't for the fact that the furnishings of these pillars were like the halls of the castle, he would definitely think that this was a maze of pillars.

Not far away, the golden steps went up one after another, and at the top of the steps, the tall throne made of gold was dazzling, and compared to it, Xiao Yi suddenly felt that the throne of the City of Angels was simply a pile of rags!

But at this time, he didn't have the time to feel the luxury here, he was completely attracted by the figure on the throne!

The golden armor with intricate and mysterious patterns, the covered helmet with metal wings, the two white wings naturally folded, the two short swords, one blue and one yellow, floated beside him, and the rich holy light lingered around him, this is an archangel!

"Hello, Yasha's chosen people." Just when Xiao Yi was still in a daze, the angel on the throne spoke.

The angel's words woke Xiao Yi up, and he blinked: "Who are you?" Where is this again? ”

Perhaps Xiao Yi's words were too rude, the angel stared at Xiao Yi for a while, and the golden light behind the T-shaped opening pierced out, making him feel as if he was being held to the throat by a sharp sword.

"Yasha's Elect! Listen, my full name is the God of Angels, the stern and iron-faced Dragon of Light, Elrath! Next time remember to address me as Your Majesty, or I won't mind letting you know the consequences of offending me! A cold voice came from behind the helmet.

"Dragon of Light!" Xiao Yi exclaimed, even if he had crossed over, even if the system had told him that the Dragon of Light existed, but he had never cared about it before, because he felt that this was Azeroth, and your Dragon of Light could manage it? But now everything tells him that he is too naïve!

"Great Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude." Xiao Yi's back was already soaked in cold sweat, just a moment ago, he felt a greater threat than death, he bowed obediently and apologized sincerely.