Chapter 2: The Old Man Being Trampled To
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"Me?" Cheng Xiaotian pointed to his nose, inexplicable, who do I know you?
The old man smiled indifferently, revealing an unfathomable profundity, and took a step forward and said, "Young man, I have come to show you the way, you ...... Disaster is coming! ”
At this moment, only to hear a "clang", the door was pushed open again, the door panel was on the old man's back, and the old man fell on his stomach with an "oops......
"Let's ......" the three of them disdained in unison and continued to go about their jobs.
After the visitor entered the door this time, he looked around, his eyes lit up, and asked, "Hey, why is no one registered at this adventurer's inn?"
Unlike the previous two times, this time it was a female voice who spoke, which was quite crisp and pleasant.
Cheng Xiaotian's body tightened when he heard the sound, and when he looked up, he was dumbfounded. I saw that the person who came was a young woman, wearing a red magic robe, her face was as white as snow, and her curly brown hair was draped over her shoulders, as soft as the waves.
Someone came, and it turned out to be Norbulingka!
"It's so soft." When Norbulingka saw Cheng Xiaotian looking over, he was somehow a little flustered, and hurriedly lowered his head.
"That's our new rug, ma'am, you can use it to wipe the mud off your boots." The hostess was casual and coping.
Norbulingka really stepped on it with his feet.
"Mushroom cool, undercover waist ......" The old man lying on the ground was trampled on so much that he couldn't speak.
Only then did Norbulingka realize that he was actually stepping on a person, and he was still alive! Jumping to the side in a hurry.
"Ma'am, we are here for today's treat, so we don't need to register." The old donkey came up again and said earnestly, in his eyes, although this female mage is not a rich person, she will not be shabby, which is very rare for the current inn.
Norbulingka cleared her throat when she heard this, thought for a moment and said, "I want to ...... Yikes! Your Excellency, you're here, too! ”
Until this time. Norbulingka "Fang Cai" found that Cheng Xiaotian was also there, and hurriedly pretended to be surprised and asked, "My lord, didn't you go to Stormwind City?" How did you get here? Is...... What a coincidence......"
"yes, yes, really...... What a coincidence. Cheng Xiaotian snorted haha. His eyes flickered, and he caught a glimpse of the old donkey on the side, and hurriedly said: "Bring her a suite, facing south, and open a bottle of champagne." and a western wilderness veal steak and a mogaure fruit plate to be brought to the house. ”
Norbulingka was inexplicable, her eyes flashed wide, and she didn't know which one the lord was playing.
"Boss, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to satisfy you, Mo Gaolei has not had time to bear fruit ...... now." The old donkey muttered, and then added, "There is a veal steak in the western wilderness, but the price is ......."
"I'll pay!" Cheng Xiaotian stopped drinking. There is a lot of coaxing.
The boss is the boss, bold enough, the old donkey was overjoyed when he heard this, and went straight to the back kitchen to prepare the veal steak. Since the guys are on vacation, his old donkey has everything inside and out, and he is really "capable"!
"What about me?" The old man asked pitifully as he sat on the ground.
"Get out!" Cheng Xiaotian answered more simply this time.
When the old man heard this, he was filled with righteous indignation, and he got up with a bone, and the speed was extremely fast, and he shouted: "Do you know who I am? Do you know how much I can help you? I can show you the way! And you despise me! ”
He roared and spat at it, and heard it. Cheng Xiaotian finally cheered up and said, "Then you show me the way, and if you say it well, I'll invite you to drink a glass of ale."
"That's right." The old man suddenly came to his senses. walked over and sat opposite Cheng Xiaotian, looking at him with a smile.
Cheng Xiaotian shuddered and shrank back.
Norbulingka hesitated for a long time at the far end, but finally did not have the courage to walk over, so he found a seat against the wall and sat down by himself.
The proprietress walked up to Cheng Xiaotian with a glass of ale and glared at the old man viciously. put down the cup and left with a smile on Cheng Xiaotian.
"Not like you." The old man chased after the back of the proprietress and "hummed", and then turned to Cheng Xiaotian, who was on guard.
"Young man, I'm not terrible." The old man said triumphantly.
Cheng Xiaotianxin said, I didn't look at the yellow calendar when I went out today, I saw the hell, this is, I'm afraid of you? I'm afraid of those lice you raised!
"Let's introduce myself." The old man took a sip of wine, changed his tone and said leisurely: "I, once a mage, the greatest kind, now, I am a prophet, the most professional kind......"
"Don't talk nonsense." Cheng Xiaotian interrupted the old man a little rudely and said coldly.
The old man nodded approvingly, and began to brew his emotions at the cloudy ale in his glass. And so, after a long time, a long time......
Cheng Xiaotian suddenly felt that he was simply a big fool, or a very professional kind, what kind of cough did he have to fight with an old liar? At that moment, Huo Ran got up, pulled out the chair and left.
"Go to Kalimdor!"
The old man's chattering words suddenly came from behind him, Cheng Xiaotian was shocked, stopped and turned around.
I saw that the old man also stood up and followed him, and his face looked a little gloomy in the candlelight.
"Take your people to Kalimdor!" The old man approached step by step, and continued in a "devilish" voice: "Go and build a home there, and you and your people will have true peace, there will be ......"
Tong!
Cheng Xiaotian finally couldn't control it, flew up and kicked the old man to the ground, and stomped a few more times. The proprietress and Norbulingka on the side also rushed up, lifted their skirts and stepped on them, again and again......
"Say! How did you know who I am?! Cheng Xiaotian shouted angrily.
"I'm ......," the old man didn't finish his sentence, and Norbulingka stomped heavily on the door in front of him, and the old man covered his mouth and curled up in pain.
"Let him speak!" Cheng Xiaotian stopped the two women who were stepping on it, and said viciously, this matter is very important, he must find out.
Norbulingka and the proprietress still couldn't stop their feet, the old man whimpered for a long time, let go of his hand, spit out half of his teeth with a "poof", and said with a bitter face: "I won't tell you, in fact, I am a prophet, and I have come to show you a way ......out."
"Then step on it, I will be rewarded for stepping on it!" Cheng Xiaotian was furious, this old man simply treats people as monkeys, is it unbearable!
What is this chaotic soldier, what is it to trample a wandering old man to death? So the two women lifted their skirts higher, ran all the way and rushed over, and the floor was stomped "knocking".
Now the old man is really scared......
"I say, I say it all!" The old man shrunk into a shrimp, hugged his head and cried, "Some time ago, I have been wandering around the Arathi Basin, and I have seen you ......"
"Stop!" Cheng Xiaotianxin said that you can be regarded as telling the truth, and hurriedly shouted to stop, but after all, it was still a step too late, Norbulingka poked his tiptoe on his little stomach, and the old man instantly held his breath, and his face was colorless.
"Whew! Roar roar roar ......" It was only after half a day that the old man gasped, tears flowed down his eyes, and he was in pain.
"Say human words, or keep stepping on them." Cheng Xiaotian was not moved at all.
The old man was shocked when he heard this, and he put his head on the ground and replied in a dumb voice: "You can't do this to me, it's inhumane, I'm the last guardian of Azeroth, Medivan!"
The three of them were taken aback when they heard this, the guardian Medivan, the legendary fifth-order great magician with magical powers!
Although Azeroth divides the warriors into five orders, in fact, mortals can only reach the fourth order at most with their own abilities, and if they want to go further, they must rely on external forces to make it possible, and today, there are no more than five strong people who have reached the fifth order
The name of the Guardian Medivan, Azeroth is known to everyone, but his magic is not cultivated, but inherited from his mother, the previous generation of Guardians, Egwen. Of course, Egwene was not cultivated, but gathered almost all of Azeroth's greatest magicians, infused with magic power for life.
Hearing that the old man claimed to be the guardian Medivan, Cheng Xiaotian was shocked, went up and stepped on it a few times, and his mind calmed down a little.
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