Although Lao Fuding was not lightly angered by Xie Feng, the training was still carried out as usual, but it was not lost during the training, and Xie Feng was tossed without tears. At night, I was tired and couldn't eat, I couldn't sleep, and in the morning I was afraid to eat, for fear of being beaten out by Old Furding

Fortunately, every paladin has this small strong attribute, and after tossing like this for about a week, Xie Feng not only was not defeated, but initially mastered the enhanced version of the three skills, and what made Old Fuding even more entangled was that Xie Feng's performance after mastering the anger of revenge was definitely a demon-level existence!

Alexander, as the silver hand's premier punishment department specializes in paladin, and the wrath of revenge in his heyday has only increased by fifty percent of his combat power, but Xie Feng is good, it is forty percent of the strength at the beginning, and the duration is also maddening, when the corrosive holy light in the body is almost consumed, and it can no longer hurt his body, or it can no longer be angry because of pain, and the anger of revenge will dissipate.

This is not a big deal, although he was surprised, it will not make Old Ferding lose his temper, it is just that he miscalculated before, and was caught off guard by Xie Feng, who suddenly burst out, and was shaved for free by the fire of dedication that suddenly jumped to about one person

Although someone was beaten by the old Fuding who reacted again, it was no longer without the strength to fight back, at least the old Fuding was also beaten into a one-eyed panda by him, and the next day Xie Feng came out alive, but the old Fuding was still staring at the panda's eyes, and even if the paladin who was deprived of the holy light was still strong, it was still quite tragic in some aspects

"What are you practicing today?" Looking at Old Fuding's iron-blue face, the evil anger that Xie Feng had been holding in his heart for days was finally vented, and he walked over to say hello with a refreshed face.

"If you don't train today, you're going to help me complete a task!" Old Furding made a stinky face and said coldly.

"Huh? What task? Xie Feng was slightly happy in his heart, every time he trained to achieve certain results, Lao Fuding would give him a task to give him a chance to fight, now is this, does it mean that the purpose of his trip has been achieved? It's really not much worse to think about it, yesterday I was able to burn off part of Old Fordin's beard with a clear mind in his heyday, and it is indeed no longer as uncontrollable as before

"I can't tolerate Tyran anymore in the depraved organization of the Scarlet Crusade, I have to do something!" Old Ferding didn't go toe-to-toe with Xie Feng anymore, but sighed, looked lonely but said firmly: "Help Tailan recover what he lost!" ”

"You need to collect items that he used in the past. The first one was a toy, which I gave him when he was 7 years old. This toy is his most cherished gift: a tiny warhammer, a replica of mine. When I was expelled for treason, his mother told him I was dead. He was taken to my "grave", right next to the burial chamber to the south~"

"Buried that little warhammer and the memory of me there forever. You'll have to make a trip to the Graveyard and retrieve the Tyran's Hammer and a toy similar to my Warhammer! As he spoke, he picked up the silver warhammer that was placed next to him and raised it: "I think you know his structure very well!"

"Why should I go?" Xie Feng naturally would not refuse a part of the task of love and family, but before agreeing, he still wanted to disgust Old Fuding: "You let me 'experience' what kind of existence that war hammer is!" ”

"Because that's what you provoked!" Old Furding glared at him angrily: "If it weren't for the good things you did, I wouldn't have to be so eager, I could have enough time to plan and complete all this slowly!" ”

"Che finally planned to kill his son?" Xie Feng complained disdainfully in his heart, but he spread his hands very poorly: "Of course, I do need to do this, after all, in the days to come, Tylan may become my biggest help in the Scarlet Crusade~"

As he spoke, he picked up the giant sword and carried it on his shoulder, and shook it out of Old Fordin's small farmhouse three times.

The burial chamber, located at the foot of the hill directly west of Talonshire, is a hedged burial chamber where the dead were once buried in Talonshire, but if memory serves, it should have been occupied by a group of undead trolls. Xie Feng has not made efforts in this regard, but the results are unknown.

In the plague land, in every inch of the blood-soaked land, there is a touching story. The burial chamber is no exception!

Galloping all the way with complicated feelings, feeling the periphery of the tomb, and seeing the undead walking back and forth unconsciously near the fence wall, Xie Feng still sighed involuntarily.

At the beginning, his own advice did not work after all, and perhaps there was another hatred between the Zuamman eagle and the sacrifice of Ekirsun

Hundreds of cannon fodder-like stiff and skeletons, plus a few small undead bosses who were okay, were not at all the opponents of Xie Feng, whose strength had risen sharply at this time, and the dedication, divine storm, judgment, and divine anger were used one by one, and they broke in very easily.

Digging up the dirt in front of the tombstone with Old Fordin's name written on it, he found a toy hammer in a small box that was identical to a silver war hammer.

With the goal of this trip in hand, Xie Feng did not leave in a hurry, but walked around the cemetery and cleaned up all the undead in the eye, and then walked into the tomb in the middle with a complicated feeling.

The battle outside did not spread to the inside of the tomb, and the undead trolls inside were still walking back and forth in an orderly manner, and when they saw Xie Feng walking in such a large pile of fresh flesh and blood, they immediately couldn't wait to roar and pounce viciously. Of course, the result was a complete escape from the Lich King's control~ Walking into the innermost part of the tomb, in a small basement that was relatively wide compared to the low walkway, a troll berserker who had turned into an undead appeared in front of Xie Feng as scheduled - Sedar the Exile.

The reminder of his burly stature, knotted muscles, and being far larger than the average troll is a reminder of the Berserker's might as the troll's most formidable melee killing machine! Since the defeat and division tens of thousands of years ago, only the Troll Empires like Gulbabus, Zuaman and Zudak have been left with Berserkers, and the sad tribes like Darkspear and Sandtop have all stood aside.

However, the strength of the berserker is only relative to ordinary soldiers, although they also have the strength of the seventh order, but when it comes to the control of strength and combat skills, flexibility, etc., Saidar is not worthy of lifting shoes for Xie Feng! It didn't take long for Xie Feng to easily send him to get a boxed lunch. At this point, all the undead entrenched in the tomb were completely wiped out, and none of them survived.

Walked past Sedar's fat body to a dented wall behind him, picked up the broken box containing all his possessions, looked at it, and walked out of the burial chamber.

Dirty tattered silk and demonic cloth, rotten and stinky unidentified liquor, old armor and weapons that I don't know where to collect, and a letter that shocked Xie Feng more than once:

"Kill me, or it'll be too late!" "I'm Hamiya. While crossing Zumashal, my brother and I ate some spoiled meat...... We've changed, we've been infected. Now I can feel the words of the lich, who is asking me to go to Zumashar and infect more of my fellow citizens. I couldn't resist his orders, so before I lost everything, I wrote this scroll. ”

"I buried a box in the back of this crypt, in the mound next to the wagon. But only my key can open it, the key is in my hands. If you want my treasure, come to me. ”

"Kill me. Otherwise, it's too late! ”

Can I only open the box if I find you? Xie Feng showed a bitter smile. A little rotten moss troll, how much treasure do you have in your life? How can an ordinary box stop a greedy heart?

Kill me, or it'll be too late! The only thing that can really drive the person who gets this letter to hunt you down is these few words.

Powerful paladins, noble mages, senseless warriors, wise generals, ordinary farmers, carpenters, humans, trolls, high elves, and countless living people who have died under the scourge of nature, but how many of them can endure the infinite pain and torture from the Lich King after being infected with the plague, and write a suicide note for others to kill themselves? As far as Xie Feng knows, there is only one Hamiya!

Perhaps in the face of humans, or the elves of the dead, Hamia will be a ruthless and ruthless warrior, but at this moment, he is undoubtedly an admirable powerhouse, regardless of strength, just because of his belief that he is a hero!

Azeroth, especially the Eastern Plaguelands, is a huge coffee table, and it's a tragedy!

At this time, Xie Feng's feelings about this passage were particularly profound.

Little Pamela, Hamia, Old Ferdin, and all the touching but sad stories have been revealed by themselves one by one, who will be next?

Xie Feng sighed in frustration, slowly folded the letter carefully, took out a special envelope for official intelligence of Silver Moon City and put it in, and whispered towards the entrance of the tomb: "Vorell, come out!" ”

The Ranger leader poked his head into the basement and looked at Xie Feng with a surprised face, as if wondering how he could find himself first.

There is no special reason, after the training of Old Ferdin, he is more proficient in the control of the Holy Light energy, and his use and perception of spiritual power have also been greatly improved, although Vorell is much stronger than him, and even one foot has entered the threshold of the eighth order, but it is still easy to find her approaching.

"Come here~" Although he knew that she was puzzled, Xie Feng, who was in a heavy mood at this time, didn't have the heart to explain this, waved his hand to call her over, handed him the envelope containing Hamiya, and said solemnly: "Give it to Hawksbill, he will know how to do it!" ”

(To be continued)