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The Grand Druid, Malfurion, and Hamuel soon arrived at Thrall's camp. After some inquiry, they also knew the ins and outs of the matter, on the one hand, they admired Fuhang's bravery and fearlessness, but on the other hand, they were deeply worried about Fuhang.

Hamuel knows very well that the last time Fuhang was also hit hard in this way, I don't know if Fuhang can wake up again this time.

"Great Druid, how's Fuhang?" Sal asked eagerly.

Malfurion used his druid power to envelop Fuhang's group, and the warm touch of nature sensed and healed Fuhang's body. When he tried to instill his natural power into Fuhang's body, he was suddenly met with resistance.

The Demon's Breath conjured into flames that quickly burned out the forces of nature.

Malfurion was amazed, "The forces of nature have been swallowed up. ”

Hamuel also instilled the power of nature in Fuhang, and in his perception, Fuhang's damage this time was significantly weaker than the last time. Since Fuhang was able to repair his body on his own last time, this time, it should be fine.

Once again, the glowing Ember Messenger burst open, and the surging light and the power of the druid entered Fuhang's body.

The question is, why is it that in this battle, Fuhang was corroded by the devil's breath, and it was not as strict as the last time? In terms of the intensity of the battle, this time, it was several times stronger than the last battle in the Warsong Lumber Yard.

The answer is clear, Fuhang gave Manolos a fatal blow at a critical moment. Just imagine how much combat intensity you can get by killing Manolos, and how many levels you can promote.

The current Fuhang is no longer an ordinary scumbag, but an elite first-order mage and paladin. If this continues, even Mai De'an's ability to support the compatibility of the navigation cannot be matched. (Maidean, son of Medivan, master of Light, Arcane, Elemental Power)

Stunned, Fuhang returned to his spiritual world, but this time he was full of confidence. The abundant energy in his body made him not afraid of the demon's breath in front of him.

"Damn, Manolos is really an experience baby, and he has actually risen to the elite level." Fuhang said complacently.

You must know that at this moment, Gianna and Sylvanas are only at the ninth level of elites, and they are only eight orders different from Fuhang. Fuhang is becoming more and more confident that he can catch up with these legendary heroes of Azeroth. Maybe you can become a legend of Azeroth.

These demonic breaths are like some broken waves in the spiritual ocean of Fuhang. In the spiritual world of Funaut, which is as vast as the starry sky, it seems to be weak.

Now, as long as Fu Hang uses his hands to dissolve these demonic breaths, then the power of nature from the outside world will swarm in, and when the time comes, he will only have skin injuries left.

"Come on, you demonic remnants."

"Don't kill us" Demon's Breath suddenly came to his senses and begged for mercy from Fuhang.

Holy, what kind of rhythm is this. How can Devil's Breath still speak?

"Give me a reason not to kill you." Fuhang always thinks about negotiating conditions, and thinks about bargaining all the time.

"We can make you our masters and add a little bit of attribute to your body."

Shouting, being my servant, sounds pretty good. However, adding attributes, what is the situation. "If you tell me carefully, I don't understand."

"It's to let the master's body have a little more demonic attributes."

"What's the benefit?" Sounds unattractive. Fuhang was a little upset.

"Of course, master, this attribute can reduce the attacks of other demons against you by 90%."

What is it? 90%！ But there's another question, since the demon's attack on me is reduced by 90%, what about my attack on the demon?

"And the other way around?" Fu Hang asked.

"Master, your body has softened the attributes of Holy Light, Arcane, Fire, and Frost, and your attack on the demon will not be limited to the restriction of the demon element."

It sounds tempting, but this demon's breath is subordinate to me, so will it play any tricks. Fuhang worried.

Seeing that Fu Hang was speechless, Devil's Breath hurriedly said, "Master, now that I am a weak fragment, when will the master want to kill me, isn't it easy?" ”

Speaking of which, too. Fuhang thought about it, this is the truth.

"So, let's merge."

The demon's breath followed the spiritual realm of Fuhang, and slowly burned into Fuhang's system. That is, on the wall where Fuhang selects talents and skills, on the panel of the four elements, there is another touch of black, demonic power.

Without the obstruction of the demon's breath, the touch of nature quickly penetrated his body, and Fuhang enjoyed the bathing of the power of nature. It's much more comfortable than a regular sauna.

Hamuel naturally felt the disappearance of the demon's breath in Fuhang's body, and after it was no longer a big problem, he gave up the place to the girl next to him.

Vaguely, Fuhang felt a little more moist on his face.

"You fool, have you forgotten the last loss?"

Hamuel glanced at Sal and Malfurion, meaning that the Fuhang brothers didn't have much to do, so we would go out first and not disturb the little couple.

Sylvanas is only 180 years old, and in front of Malfurion, an old monster, he is indeed a child.

Who's talking, is it the Queen? The Queen is crying? Hey. Fuhang closed his eyes and didn't wake up, how could this kind of warm plot be let go.

Sylvanas held Fuhang's hand, her pretty face pressed tightly against Fuhang's solid chest.

Sylvanas's mind was in turmoil, and she had the impression that Fuhang's injuries were the same as the last time.

"Fuhang! Sail! ”

Shellyl rushed over from outside the tent.

After seeing Fuhang lying on the bed, his soft body fell helplessly on the hard floor.

"Sister Ranger, Fuhang will be fine, right?"

"Well, he's going to be fine." Sylvanas couldn't imagine that the last time, Fuhang had escaped from the Ghost Gate.

"Can I hug him?" Shirille's slender arm was gently pressed against Fu Hang's chest.

The two girls just lay on Fuhang's body in a good way, one left and one right.

Fu Hang smiled in his heart, unconsciously put his hands on the backs of the two girls, and slowly stroked them.

"Sister Ranger, don't touch me."

"I didn't, I'm going to say don't touch me." Sylvanas also felt the big hand on his back.

"Ah, Fuhang!"

"Hey, what did you tell me to do?" Fuhang knew that it had been discovered, and it was no fun to pretend it any longer.

Sylvanas and Shiryl saw that nothing had happened to Fuhang, and all the joy in their hearts turned into smiles on their faces.

"Your Majesty, hug."

"Yikes." Fuhang hugged Sylvanas over, and his weak and slender waist was imprisoned by Fuhang's big hand, and the bodies of the two people were tightly pressed together.

Shiryl snorted and tilted her head.

Fuhang, you big liar, said okay, I'm my sister?

Fuhang was also shocked, why wasn't he blown out? Could it be the cause of demonic power?