"I was supposed to tell you two little things a story, but now I'm silent." It took a long time for Granny Green, who was caught up in the memory, to come to her senses and speak.

"Is the Fish-Man Village on the East Coast still there?" Bai Ya asked in a low voice.

"There used to be, but it shouldn't have been in these years, I heard that Jon Stareye went to sweep it when he broke through the third order. I haven't been out of the stockade for decades, and you should ask the prophet or the chief about this. Granny Green replied with a sigh.

"Uh," Kane Bloodhoof thought for a moment, then spoke slowly.

"Mother-in-law, we went to Qingniu Mountain this time and met Kehirnaz."

"Huh? What the? What about Jon Stareye? What about your father? Why are you two telling me this? Granny Green stood up suddenly, and asked in a series of hurried questions.

Bai Ya looked at the kind old female minotaur who stood up a head taller than him, and didn't know how to answer, he found that Granny Green thought that the two brothers had come to inform her of the occurrence of Kehirnaz.

But the truth of the matter is that this is just Kane Bloodhoof's own actions, and he just wants to know a little advance news from Granny Green.

"Well~~~, yes, why don't you go and ask my father directly, they're in the council hall." Kane Bloodhoof replied as he stuck out his tongue.

At this time, Kane Bloodhoof glanced back at Shiraya, and he knew that the two of them were in trouble.

Granny Green hurried out the door and walked towards the council hall.

"I didn't expect the relationship between Granny Green and Lord Prophet and Kehirnaz to be so complicated, no wonder Lord Prophet is so out of shape under the ancient tree." Seeing Granny Green go out, Kane Bloodhoof turned around and said helplessly to Hakuya.

The master had already gone out, and Hakuya and Kane Bloodhoof had to get out of the tent and return to their respective houses.

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When he woke up the next day, Hakuya knew that things should have been discussed, and that something big would happen to the Minotaur tribe.

Sure enough, as soon as I went out to inquire, the various professionals had already left the village gate in batches and walked towards Qingniu Mountain.

Bai Ya walked to the gate of the village, climbed the watchtower, and saw that the non-professional Minotaur lived a calm and busy life as usual, but the various professionals were in a hurry and nervous, and from their hurried footsteps, Bai Ya could feel the unrest in their hearts.

Standing on the watchtower, looking at the various minotaurs in the village below, some calm, some nervous, some unclear about what was going to happen, and some coldly thinking about what to do.

Looking up, the whole wilderness plain has woken up under the light of the morning sun, and the running rhinoceros, the chasing coyotes, the ambushed lions, the leisurely parallel chocobos, and all kinds of species are busy with their own affairs.

Bai Ya suddenly felt lost, he suddenly missed the life on Earth, he missed the instructor, he missed Xiao Jiu, and he suddenly found that whether he awakened or not was directly related to whether he could really integrate into the world of Azeroth. His unawakened made him too far from the beauty of his imaginary galloping through the world of Azeroth.

Because he didn't wake up, he couldn't participate in training, he couldn't enter Qingniu Mountain at will, he couldn't go on adventures, and he couldn't find the stories he wanted to know. He is just an ordinary minotaur, ordinary as a little ant, and thinking about the things that write history is distant and ridiculous for him.

The only thing that sets him apart from other unawakened minotaurs is that he is said to have a golden bloodline, the same blood that will be on the body of the future great tribal leader Kane Bloodhoof.

But so what, even if the blood is the same, it may not necessarily become the same great person, the dragon still gave birth to nine sons, each son is different, and he is still a traverser, the soul is different, ** It is normal to be different from the bloodline.

Bai Ya suddenly had an urgent desire, he wanted to awaken, he wanted to integrate, he wanted to follow the pace of the times, he didn't want to be a passerby, a humble one, without the slightest ability to explore, he could only go with the flow and be arranged as a passerby of fate.

He wanted to see the fish-people of the East China Sea, the prosperity of Ratchet City, the wild boar tribes of the Razor Heights, the great rivers and mountains of Kalimdor, the Wailing Cave under the Cangshan Mountain, the quest for copies with or without it, the Eastern Kingdoms, the meeting of Princess Gianna, and the meeting of Queen Sylvanas, whether she was now free of control.

Hakuya wants to learn about the art of elves, the virtues of human paladins, and the story of the ancient elemental gods.

He even wants to follow in the footsteps of the Titan God, he wants to be like them one day, wandering in the universe, and it is possible to find the blue earth in the universe and return to the kingdom of earthlings.

Bai Ya looked at the lions in ambush in the distant grassland trying to survive and eat, the galloping wildebeest, and the chasing coyotes, and he was about to pursue the life he wanted.

He is no longer a strange, wandering, godless little minotaur who has traveled to the new world and followed the wings of Kane Bloodhoof, he is the great king of killers, he wants to lead the minotaur under his feet to glory, and he is the one who wants to be the patron saint of the minotaur. He was the one who wanted the name of Wren Bloodhoof to be engraved in the history books of all the Azeroth races.

Thinking of this, Bai Ya's blood boiled for a while.

Jumping off the watchtower, Shiraya ran towards Granny Green's tent, he remembered that the last time he was in Granny Green's tent, he saw a lot of parchment scrolls, neatly arranged on the shelf on Granny Green's right, with patterns and words written on them. He wanted to know the story of the place, he wanted to learn about the place, he wanted to look up the records of becoming a professional. Instead of just using the memories and hearsay information that he had in his head.

Running to Granny Green's tent, Bai Ya stopped and called out respectfully, "Granny Green, are you there?" ”

Waited for a while, but there was no response.

"I'm in." Bai Ya said as he stretched out his hand to open the curtain and walked in.

The room was exactly the same as he had been yesterday, except that the flame had been extinguished for making the pots of herbs.

Go straight to the place where Granny Green sat yesterday.

At this time, there was a "whoosh", and a black shadow came out from under the table, screaming at the white arrow.

Bai Ya was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he felt his entire hair stand up.

Looking down, a small black dog was baring its teeth at him.

Seeing that it was Shiraya, the puppy should have known the owner of this body, Wren Bloodhoof, and twisted his head and got under the table. Bai Ya let out a light breath, he felt that he was about to be scared to death just now.

Slowly walking under the bookshelf where the scrolls were placed, he reached for a parchment scroll on the top of the shelf.

Slowly opening the scroll, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of Bai Ya's eyes, and a certain voice sounded in Bai Ya's ears at the same time.