Chapter 82: Krone Rockhoof's Love

readx;??? Thinking about Ravenhold, Wren pulled Krone Stonehoof and walked quickly to the door of the leather shop, he didn't want to mess with this organization, who knew what this long-standing assassin organization had done in Ratchet City, who knew what the escaped black-clad trolls were stealing, who knew if they were really going to take revenge on the Bloodhoof Minotaur or a pretentious statement......

"Hello, righteous Shuharu warrior, thank you for your righteousness and bravery, Amola the son of the moon god is very proud to know you!" As soon as Wren walked to the door, he was blocked by a person, and it turned out to be the "silly girl" night elf who was floating in the air just now and followed at this time, bowing her head and blocking the way of the two of them. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, no thanks, may Mother Earth bless you!" Wren snatched the package from Krone Rockhoof's hand and stuffed it to the female elf in front of him. He finished speaking in a hurry, wanting to go out, he didn't want to stay here for a second longer.

"Wait, wait, although you don't want to repay your kindness, can I trouble you to leave your name, Amola will not forget your kindness." The Night Elf didn't want his "benefactor" to leave easily.

"Oh, oh, oh, is this what the Prophet said of love? Wren, I think I'm in love~~" Before Wren could say anything, Krone Rockhoof had already broken free from holding his hand, and suddenly said softly, hearing Krone Stonehoof's words and tone, Wren only felt goosebumps all over his body.

It was only then that Wren raised his head in a hurry and looked at the night elf who was blocking their way.

A beautiful priest's robe embroidered with gold silk patterns in white is well-cut, outlining the bumpy hotness of the person in front of him? The figure and sexy curves, the light blue magic cloth belt is tightly tied around the waist, which not only reflects the slender waist that is held by the young man, but also highlights the two choppy peaks on the chest of the elf beauty!

This is a stunner that will naturally attract the attention of men no matter where you are!

Her dress was not revealing, and even the delicate priest's robe, which tightly wrapped her whole body, made her dress look rather conservative. But those bright eyes that are enough to seduce the soul, as well as the graceful posture under the robe that repeatedly inadvertently seduces men to try to get a glimpse of the end, will still make people uncontrollably think of words like "sexy, enchanting" after being surprised!

Even Wren, a person who has experienced all kinds of beauty experiences on Earth and has a strong psychology, was amazed by the night elf in front of him.

He knew that elves were the oldest, most intelligent, and most beautiful species in Azeroth, but he didn't expect a little fledgling elf to use such a demeanor, what would the three sisters Tyrande, who fascinated the two brothers Malfurion and Illidan, and the queen Sylvanas, who were once admired by all players, look up to?

Looking back at his brother who was already a little ignorant of the southeast and northwest, with red eyes in his eyes, Wren forgave him a little bit of "Sao Rou", he had never been far away, and the Minotaur young man who had never seen a beautiful woman had also reached the age and season of youth and love, and the opposite sex he had seen since he was a child was all a stout female minotaur who was about the same as him, even if he came to Ratchet City, he was attracted by the chaotic city scene, and he didn't pay attention to the appearance of other members of the opposite sex, and the beautiful female elf in front of him was the beautiful opposite sex he saw for the first time, No wonder it's so "unbearable".

Unlike the High Elf beauties in Wren's memory, the female elves in the night were dressed in priest robes, which symbolized weakness, but there was still a tiger's tenacity in her face; The delicate and beautiful face does not look charming, on the contrary, the unique nobility of the elf clan and the purity of the holy light flowing in her body make her look polite and beautiful! Although it seems flustered and helpless because of the theft, it is more endearing and affectionate.

The conflict between the two originally incompatible feelings of holiness and helplessness perfectly blends together, making the female elf look forward to life between gestures, and people can't help but have the idea of helping her.

Looking at the night elf who looked at him with expectant eyes in front of him, Wren smiled and nodded, which was regarded as a hello, but secretly silently exhaled "Scouting Technique"

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Name: Amola Moonrage

Race: Night Elves

Age: >

Profession: Pastor

Life Occupation: Master Picker

Attributes: Endurance 18, Strength 13, Agility 14, Intelligence 31, Spirit 29

Status: Health, Mana, Stamina, Hunger 4/10

Languages: Darnassus (Advanced), Lingua Lamaa (Intermediate), Bear (Beginner)

Battle Level: Level 19 (1st Rank 9th Rank)

Combat Skills: Punishment (Level 1), Shadow Word (Level 1), True Word (Level 2), Recovery (Level 2), Concealment (Level 1), Psychic Fire (Level 1), Healing (Level 1), Quick Heal (Level 1), Healing Prayer (Level 1), Concealment (Racial Talent)

Talents: Enchantment +1, Nature Resistance +3, Dexterity +3, Jungle Combat +1

Equip:

Robes of justice, green quality

Calm Sky Necklace, Green Quality

Travel leather pants in green quality

Crescent Staff, blue quality

Description: This female elf has the blessing of the moon god in her body, don't provoke it easily.

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The elves are worthy of being the first clan with the deepest heritage in the world of Azeroth, and through reconnaissance, Wren discovered that the night elf named Amola Moonfury in front of him has three pieces of green and one blue quality equipment, which is more than the value of the patriarch of the Minotaur Kane Bloodhoof, of course, only in terms of equipment.

"Hello, beautiful elf!" Wren organized his language, thinking about what language he and Krone Rockhoof would use to quickly leave the scene, as he noticed that someone had already turned their heads to look at the arrival of the Night Elf.

"Just call me Amorera, warrior from Shuharu!" The Night Elf smiled slightly.

"Hello Miss Amore, I'm Krone Stonehoof, it's nice to meet you, let's see if the contents of the package are lost, if Wren hadn't grabbed it, I would have jumped down to help you catch the escaped troll thief, are you okay......" Before the Night Elf could continue to ask, Krone Stonehoof had already snatched Wren's words and began to introduce himself.

"Uh,,, thank you, thank you" Krone Rockhoof suddenly interjected the words, and Amola was stunned, and she didn't know how to answer, so she could only thank politely.

"We're Wren Bloodhoof and Krone Stonehoof of the Minotaur Bloodhoof Tribe, see you again for a chance!" Grinning helplessly, Wren didn't want Krone Stonehoof to continue rambling. He finished introducing himself to Amore, and forcefully pulled Krone Stonehoof towards the Kodomon not far away.

Pulled forward by Wren, Krone Stonehoof, who wanted to walk away, muttered: "My love, my queen, my youth, is my love dead today?" ”

Listening to Crowne Rockhoof's muttering, Wren secretly cursed, "Your uncle! ”

A whistle called over Scam and led Krone Stonehoof towards the Gilded Rose Hotel.

ps, friendly reminder, don't put the recommended ticket to expire tomorrow, hey, hey, hey~~~

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