Chapter 61: Moxxana

To be precise, it saw Martha, and the two bears were about the same size and almost the same color, which was really rare! You must know that it is impossible for ordinary bears to grow so big, only high-level magical beasts. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

At that time, Cheng Xiaotian was sitting on Martha's back leisurely and looking at the scenery, Martha didn't have a reason to "whoop", threw off the team and rushed forward, which startled everyone. Fortunately, Cheng Xiaotian was agile, so he made a one-palm flip by inertia, stood firmly on the ground, and the child flew all over the sky, then came back and hung on Cheng Xiaotian.

"Dead stupid bear, what kind of nerve?!" Mingxuan pointed at Martha and scolded.

But Martha, who has always been obedient, ignored it at all today, ran to other people's bears with joy, shook her head and shook her tail, and almost smiled.

Cheng Xiaotian couldn't cry or laugh, you are a bear, not a dog, what kind of tail are you wagging......

This is not the case with other people's bears, and in the face of the ecstatic Martha, the bear remained motionless, staring and vigilant. Martha was so excited that she rubbed her head up, and the bear quickly got up and hid on the other side of the big man, only to be rubbed against the big man's waist.

"Yo he!" The big man looked back and saw that he was facing Martha's demanding bear face, and he was immediately happy. "Where's this little bear? What a lovely ......."

After speaking, he stretched out a right hand as big as a fan, patted Martha's head lovingly, and Cheng Xiaotian's family of four sprayed. Such an Angzang big Han is called "Little Bear Bear", or to a behemoth like Martha, you have to spray it if you change it.

However, the big man turned sideways, and everyone saw his appearance clearly when they arrived.

The man was extremely tall, taller than Garrosh, muscular, and full of explosive power. He is not strong like a warrior, but robust, agile and full of movement like a leopard.

His appearance is somewhat peculiar, some resembles an orc, and has ogre features. But it's strange that after mixing these two races, it doesn't feel ugly, and it's quite coordinated......

He wore animal skin trousers, a cotton cardigan, and a leather armor on his shoulders, and his arms were open, revealing his strong chest, and a red silk scarf was tied around his neck. This outfit is exactly the most popular four-six style of Azeroth this year, and it is particularly trendy to wear on him.

"Misha, what's wrong with you?" The big man turned back and looked at his bear in bewilderment, and just as he was making out with Martha, his own bear slammed down on his waist.

Obviously, Misha was very unhappy, and when she saw the big man turn her head, she quickly roared twice and glared at Martha fiercely. Martha immediately piled up flattery, shaking her head at it.

Cheng Xiaotian really can't stand it, this ...... It's also a shame.

"I'm sorry." Cheng Xiaotian strode up a few times, apologizing, while pretending to touch Martha's head, and inadvertently grabbed its ear.

"The little guy is so naughty that he offended Your Excellency, so I'll take it back." Cheng Xiaotian said with a smile, and his subordinates secretly worked hard, pulling Martha's ears and dragging them back.

Now it's a basket, Martha is like a child today, he can't resist the strange power of Cheng Xiaotian, he was dragged back, and he opened his mouth and let out a heart-rending scream.

How miserable and miserable the sound was, echoing in the valley of the sound, Cheng Xiaotian heard that his hairs stood on end, and he subconsciously let go of his hand, and the thing ran back again, chasing after the bear named Misha.

Cheng Xiaotian was dumbfounded, did it hit the evil spirit?

"Will you come back?" Cheng Xiaotian finally went crazy, this is too embarrassing.

Martha was still afraid of him after all, and was frightened by this interruption, and stood in a daze.

The big man couldn't stand it anymore, and persuaded on the side: "Let it go, you know, it's spring in Draenor, and Misha is a she-bear......"

"Huh?" Cheng Xiaotian didn't know why.

The big man suddenly became a little twisted at this time, lowered his voice and added in a low voice: "And your bear is a male bear......"

"Ahh Cheng Xiaotian heard the words like five thunderbolts, and after being stunned for a long time, he hurriedly stuffed all the children into the back basket, turned around and left, and roared viciously: "I don't want this bear!" Fall in love with wherever you go! ”

He was really speechless, you said you were a male bear, why did you call it "Martha"! Oh, by the way, that's the cheap mom gave the name......

It's already like this, Cheng Xiaotian is really disappointed, you just go away!

"Let's go!" Cheng Xiaotian yelled, and he really left like this.

The others were helpless, and walked past the big man one by one, nodding their heads in greeting.

Martha was really panicked this time, and she wailed and chased a few steps, then stopped to look back, and finally couldn't move forward or retreat, and let out a long series of wails.

The big man couldn't bear to see it, so he flew a map that he couldn't understand at all, caught up with Cheng Xiaotian, and asked, "Where are you going?" Let's go together. ”

It was so illogical that the priest Degong asked, "Where are you going, this warrior?" ”

"Wherever you go, I'll go." The big man replied categorically.

"This ......" everyone looked at each other, not knowing how to refuse.

"Then ...... Let's go together. Cheng Xiao's weather has also disappeared a little, in fact, he is reluctant to leave Martha, which seems to be the most appropriate way.

At that moment, everyone knew their names, and they went on the road together, and everyone was happy.

Through conversation, it was learned that the big man's name was Lexa Rema, and he was half orc and ogre blood, but he had been living in Azeroth since he was a child, and this was the first time he had returned to Draenor.

His parents were dead, and he only remembered that his father was the leader of the Moxana clan in Blade Mountain, and this time he wanted to come back to see the place where he had raised his father. Truth be told, Draenor didn't have such feelings, and he did so in a strong Azeroth-esque manner.

It's a pity that he seems to have missed something while wandering around the mountains.

As dusk passed, it got dark, and on the other side of the mountain road, outside the small village, a campfire was lit at the camp of the seventh heaven. A local beast was washed and skinned, and roasted on a campfire.

Captain Seljuk sat alone on the side, holding a wine jug in his hand, taking a sip from time to time, but his eyes were fixed on the silent marching tent not far away.

Before it was dark, he saw the two men go in and sleep, and never came out again.

There was a shout in the distance, and a mercenary ran over, sat down beside him, and said, "The barbecue has been delivered, these ogres are very honest, and answer whatever they ask." ”

"Say." Seljuk said lightly and handed over the half-drunk flask. After all, the mercenary group is not a real army, and the way to control it is completely different, he has a good handle in this regard, otherwise, no matter how much he can fight, he will not be able to do this position.

The mercenary took the flask and said "thank you", took a sip of it, wiped his mouth and said, "This is called Moxana Village, it is said that it used to be quite famous and had some big names, but now it is in decline." From here, the nearest way to the blood ring is to follow the east side and turn back to ......"

Seljuk nodded as he listened, he had a good memory and a lot of experience in marching, and it only took one to hear the map to be imprinted in his mind.

When the mercenary had finished speaking, Seljuk stood up and patted the mercenary on the shoulder, and whispered, "Now, it's time to invite our friends for a drink." ”

With that, the two turned their heads to look at the lonely little tent, their faces looking a little gloomy in the light of the bonfire. (To be continued.) )