Chapter 111: Sartre

Shiryl smiled at Fu Hang and said softly, "I don't know who this young human is like." Someone better watch him well and not let someone else snatch it away. Cluck. ”

Isn't this just a naked mockery? Besides, I, Fuhang, have always believed in machismo, when did I become the capital in your eyes to ridicule each other. Fu Hang was angry at first, and then thought about it carefully, the two beautiful women cared about themselves so much, and it was not a beautiful thing.

Fu Hang became self-absorbed when he thought about it, completely forgetting that the man was paying attention to it.

"Hmph, I'm too lazy to argue with you little girl." Sylvanas looked at Shiryl with an elder gesture. However, Sylvanas didn't know that she was only 180 years old, and Shiryl was already 200 years old this year, and she was really much older than Sylvanas.

However, Shiryl's appearance and mind really can't be compared to Sylvanas, the ranger general, so Sylvanas looks much more mature in comparison.

"You, you old female elf!" Shiryl didn't know what to say for a while, but she actually hurt Sylvanas in front of her.

"Okay, okay, when is it, you two are still fighting. I don't like other people's jokes. Fuhang came forward to mediate.

Sylvanas said nonchalantly, "Don't get involved with me, it's obviously your good and unreasonable trouble." ”

Shirley stomped her angry little feet, turned her head, and cried: "Woo, Fuhang, I won't bother you anymore." Let's go. ”

"It's the captain." The druids and the sobbing Sheryl disappeared from Fuhang's sight.

Fuhang was speechless for a while, what does it mean to ignore me. What did I do wrong?

No way. "Queen, why do you think Shiryl is angry with me?" Fuhang was a little incomprehensible.

"Shut up, from now on, I don't want to say a word to you." Sylvanas gave Fuhang a blank look, turned away, and ignored Fuhang.

The whole open space was left only with Fuhang, and speckled sunlight poured around Fuhang. Fuhang could only say helplessly: "What is this called?" ”

After this episode, Fuhang's team began to officially carry out the mission.

The objective of the mission is to find fifteen ancient souls.

Reward, Moon Stone.

Since the establishment of Fuhang's squad, it has also carried out several missions in the tribe. But I've never heard of a reward. Since the Horde and the Night Elves merged into the Kalimdor Alliance, the entire force specifications have come up. Do tasks and get rewards.

Although this moon stone does not have any great practical utility. However, looking at the smooth and round, crystal clear appearance, Fu Hang believed that such a thing still had a certain collection value among the human nobles in the Eastern Kingdom. When the time comes, you can cash in this thing, so why not.

However, the problem at hand is also serious. No one has ever seen this kind of creature called the Ancient Soul. Fuhang has seen it, but it was in the game of the previous life, and the current Azeroth is a real world. In other words, there are many things that are very different in appearance, except for the same name, which really can't be used as a reference.

Malfurion described this magical creature in his mission announcement. It is said to be a glowing orb, and there is a power of nature surging around him. This kind of narrative is almost no narrative, and Fu Hang is also muttering in his heart, this kind of thing can't be understood and unspeakable.

In desperation, Fu Hang could only order the team members to carry out a carpet search southwest of Felwood Forest, that is, where Fu Hang was located. Scatter the team members in search of these magical creatures.

Fuhang now regrets a little, if he had followed Shirill, the result might have been different. Druids can communicate with nature, and finding such creatures may be a little more straightforward and efficient.

As far as the eye can see, lush trees and tall trunks occupy the retina of Fuhang. The crisp chirping of cicadas and the howls of wild beasts beat against Fuhang's eardrums. Such a harmonious and serene natural melody touched Fuhang's sleeping nerves and made Fuhang yawn more than once.

I've been looking around this forest for most of the day, not to mention the ancient soul, not a single elf has been found. This discouraged the members of the squad a bit.

"Captain, do you say that these ancient souls all live underground, it's so hard to find." Cartier grumbled.

Talma, who has always been calm and silent, can't bear it anymore, and letting them run around like headless flies in the forest is indeed challenging their patience. "Captain, let's think about it in a different way. Since Malfurion said that there are ancient souls here, why have we been looking for so long and not even a single ancient soul? ”

"You mean?" It dawned on Bane.

"Someone got ahead of the game?" The team members said together.

I didn't think about it, and I patted my brain. However, if it's not a druid, who should it be? Fuhang's nerves tightened again, there were indeed other creatures here.

Suddenly, there was some stumbling movement behind the surrounding trees. Sylvanas' sensitive nerves were the first to notice.

Sylvanas didn't say anything, and just pulled the bowstring and pointed an arrow at the stout tree. "Whew!" After the flying sawdust, a black figure dodged.

Fuhang said vigilantly, "What person? ”

The dark shadow didn't think about where to hide, but stood up generously, looking at Sylvanas and Fuhang's team with violent eyes.

Large, slender horns grow from behind the pointed ears and are about half a meter long. The dense and neat fangs are exposed, fierce and powerful. Seeing this, Fuhang also understood that this creature was Sartre.

The upper elves of the Burning Legion turned against the Burning Legion in the Battle of the Ancients, and today they have become Sartre. Fuhang looked at Sartre in front of him, and there was still a little elf on his body, but on their bodies, he saw more ferocity and blood. Fuhang knows very well that this creature is indeed not easy to mess with.

"Sartre!" Fu Hang frowned and said the name of the creature in front of him.

"Humans? I didn't expect that the variant of the Viku people in the Eastern Kingdom could also know Sartre, which is really interesting. This Sartre's words were full of ridicule and domineering.

However, he did have this capital, and Fuhang observed his strength. The strength of the Epic First Order is above Sylvanas.

, this is the end of it. Fu Hang secretly scolded unpleasantly, every time he goes out on a mission, he has to match these hard bones, not to mention gnawing, if he is not careful, he may be stoned to death.