I recently read this book from March, albeit a bit unfinished. But among the WOW fanfics I've read, this book has left a deep impression on me, all for the lost gaming time, for the love I had when I first chose Warcraft.

He gave Kyle, who was doomed to tragedy, an ideal ending in his mind. It also adds a strong color to this singing and crying race. Personally, I like this work very much.,It's related to the fact that I've been playing the Elves in Warcraft.,From the Night Warrior who started in the 60s to the Burning Expedition later.,The blood method of attacking.。 and then to the soy sauce party that practiced trumpets in various versions, races, professions, and camps to make achievements. Although Warcraft ruined my studies, it also ruined my father's dreams.

But today I still want to sing the praises of our enthusiasm back then. At that time, the parents who were told by Professor Yang wanted to whip you with a whip. Now I occasionally play PJ and the battlefield after the CD update, or insert 7 at the gate of AG and the gate of the storm.But after many comrades-in-arms AFK, I met some Xiaobai again and again, and then raised them, and finally watched them speechless and helpless in the scene of AFK.

WOW pushed himself to destruction, and I suddenly remembered the nine cities that had collapsed and the customer service ・・・・・ that could never be reached. Look at the fast food upgrades now, all kinds of heirloom random books and stuff like that. I suddenly felt as if I was playing a single machine.

Alas, don't talk about it, I ran away for the sake of my lost youth, I will finish writing this novel and give you and myself an explanation.