The night breeze slowly blew Bai Ya's hair, Bai Ya sat on the watchtower east of the village, his legs drooped outside the watchtower, looking at the blue moon rising in the distance, Bai Ya's heart was filled with a sorrow.

He didn't know what he was going to do, what he was going to do, he had no goals for himself, no people he cared about, and he doubted his dreams in frustration.

Looking at his muscular minotaur body, thinking about the delicate and short nature of the killer's training requirements, he wondered if he should continue to hold on to his dream of becoming the king of killers.

Bai Ya didn't go to listen to the Prophet's lecture today, because it is said that a tribal shaman found traces of demons in the depths of the Green Cow Mountain, and the old people of the entire tribe who had participated in the invasion of the Burning Legion were boiling, and the Prophet and Wren's father, the chief of the Bloodhoof Tribe, were solemnly discussing how to deal with this matter.

It is rare that I have an excuse not to study, not to be forced by myself to become familiar with Azeroth, not to have to work hard to integrate into the life of the Minotaurs, to understand their minds, to grasp their history.

White Arrow had a reason to relax and walk alone to the Horde's watchtower to admire the night sky of Azeroth, ignoring Kane Bloodhoof's shouts to him, Azeroth has two moons, the blue moon rising today and the other white moon, it is said that the two moons are one, and something big will happen,,,,

Thoughts were flying, and Bai Ya felt that he had lost himself, so tired, so overwhelmed.

Hakuya felt powerless and hesitant about the world of Azeroth, he found that he couldn't control himself, it turned out that Hakuya, who was a killer, believed in himself, and he firmly believed that as long as he worked hard, hard, and hard, he would definitely become the greatest killer. But in the world of Azeroth, the rules have changed, and Hakuya discovers that hard work is only the foundation, and more importantly, awakening, becoming a professional, without awakening, you can't become a professional, everything is empty talk.

Bai Ya clearly remembered that an old minotaur hunter of the tribe was not an Awakened One, and it took a lot of effort to shoot three arrows in a row to kill a steppe coyote in the battle to protect the tribe, while on the contrary, the young professional Minotaur hunter next to him just gently pulled out his bow and arrows, shooting arrows with green light, and the steppe coyote fell in response.

Hakuya was full of worries about his future, he didn't know what the original situation of Wren Bloodhoof was, whether he would inherit the Azeroth talent that belonged to Wren Bloodhoof, whether he could become an Awakened One, and whether he could live in this world.

Even he doubted whether he existed, whether he was alive, because in the history he knew, Kane Bloodhoof had no brother, and whether his life meant death or death.

Thinking, thinking, the night was also deep, and the blue moon blended into the Qingniu Mountain behind it.

"It's beautiful!" Bai Ya couldn't help but let out a burst of admiration.

Facing the beautiful blue moon, Bai Ya clenched his fist tightly, waved it hard, and secretly vowed in his heart: in order to enjoy a better scenery, in order to understand this great world, in order to control himself, in order to guard the tribe, to guard the peaceful and peaceful Minotaur, he must live well, work hard to understand the truth, control himself, and explore the world.

"Wren, it's time to rest!" At this moment, a word drifted into Hakuya's ears, and when he looked down, he saw that Kane Bloodhoof was waving to him.

At Kane Bloodhoof's concerned greeting, Shiraya descended from the watchtower and accompanied Kane Bloodhoof into his tent.

Early the next morning, White Arrow Bull heard the news that the tribe was going to organize professionals to enter the Qingniu Mountain to explore, and he secretly decided to follow the team into the Qingniu Mountain to explore, because this was not only a good time to learn about the abilities of the tribesmen and observe their awakening skills, but also contained the importance of him to further understand the world of Azeroth.

With this in mind, Hakuya walked into the tribal chieftain's tent, which was the house where Hakuya's current body was filled with his father's Bloody Hoof.

"Wren is here, since you were injured last time, you haven't come to me for a long time, what's the matter." Seeing Hakuya come in, Angry Bloodhoof put down the tomahawk he was wiping, raised his head and said, looking at the tall and burly minotaur in front of him with a concerned gaze, Hakuya was a little moved.

Hakuya knows that Kane Bloodhoof and Wren Bloodhoof's mother died not long after giving birth to Wren Bloodhoof, Kane Bloodhoof and Wren Bloodhoof's childhood grew up under the care of his father, but his father was a chieftain and had no time to take care of them carefully, so he learned to live independently very early, and it was also when Wren was 3 years old that Wren began to live alone. Originally, the original owner of the body, Wren Bloodhoof, was not very close to his father, Nuding and Bloodhoof, so Bai Ya was very relaxed in front of Nuding and Bloodhoof, and he didn't have to worry about whether Nuding and Bloodhoof would see that this body had been replaced.

"Is your confidence broken?" and without waiting for Hakuya to answer, Angry Bloodhoof stood up and walked in front of Hakuya.

"You are much younger than your brother, don't worry, you are only 6 years old, and he didn't awaken until he was 8 years old, we are the golden blood of the Minotaurs, and we are the family blessed by Mother Earth, we will definitely awaken, don't be too demanding of yourself." patting Hakuya's shoulder, Angry and Bloody Hoofs comforted his son with concern.

"I want to join the team that explores Qingniu Mountain." Bai Ya said very bluntly.

"Huh?" Anger and Bloodhoof were stunned.

"Did I just say it in vain? Do you want to awaken through battle again? Don't be in a hurry! Your last injury is not healed, the shadow arrow of the centaur sacrifice will take a hundred days to completely dissipate the sequelae, you have only been more than a month, if you don't recuperate well, how can you go, no! Bloody Hoof hurriedly said a long paragraph.

Hakuya could feel the concern and love of Fuding Bloodhoof. But the real situation, he knew, Bloodhoof, was unclear.

After being silent for a while, Bai Ya said in a low voice, "I must go." Hakuya knew that only a firm tone could achieve his goals with the help of Rage and Bloodhoof's love and indebtedness to his son.

"I'll talk to your brother about it." Angry Bloodhoof couldn't convince his son, so he thought for a while and said.

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Qingniu Mountain starts from the east coast of the mountain, borders the Golden Road in the west, and the dust and mud swamp in the south, accounting for most of the southeast of the barren land. It is the origin of the blood hooves of the Minotaur, and our ancestors have lived under the Qingniu Mountain for tens of thousands of years.

Hakuya knew that the Minotaur were the oldest natives of the world of Azeroth, the first species of Azeroth conceived by Mother Earth, and the species that existed when the Titans visited Azeroth.

Eventually, at Hakuya's insistence and feigned stubbornness, Raging Bloodhoof and Kane Bloodhoof agreed to Hakuya joining the exploration team. But there are also three chapters of the law, and everything in the team must be arranged by Kane Bloodhoof. Hakuya agreed.

Three days later, it was time to enter the mountain as planned, and Bai Ya waited at the gate of the village early.