To be honest, Old Tang really doesn't look down on Malfurion, the future world!

The old Tang who has been a man in two lives, whether it is in the previous life or in this life, is a brother.

And in the eyes of Old Tang, Malfurion, the elder brother, is not competent at all!

The matter of Tyrande, I will not mention it. After all, love is a thing that cannot be humbled, and feelings are not a one-man show, and one-sided infatuation can never reach the other side.

But in the memory of his previous life, Illidan * Fury fell into darkness from a promising young man with hero potential, and was forced to become a villain boss that everyone shouted at. But the eldest brother is like a father, Malfurion, as an elder brother, not only does not care enough, fails to guide his younger brother correctly, and even deliberately suppresses it because of different ideas, is this not one of the reasons?

In Lao Tang's view, the tragic fate of Mr. Egg's previous life, Malfurion, the elder brother, has an unshirkable responsibility.

It's like the order of the general prisoner of the egg 10,000 years ago, Old Tang thinks it's bullshit!

That's your own brother, one level is 10,000 years?

Don't talk about being a racial leader.

What could be more important than a family affection where blood is thicker than water?

If you change your position, it was the violent cow Anak who caused the catastrophe at the beginning, and even if Old Tang left all his power and status, he had to keep his younger brother! If there is anyone who does not forgive him, then Lao Tang must turn his face and let the other party know why the flowers are so red!

……

Old Tang's inherent prejudice against Malfurion, a 10,000-year-old dead house, made the tone and attitude of the previous persecutive interrogation extremely unkind, and even called it bad.

Malfurion never imagined that the Minotaur Overseer in front of him would suddenly attack and speak up for an unrelated "demon". The face that looked like an ancient well without waves suddenly became gloomy......

"Grand Overseer Goode, this is Kadore's internal affairs, so you better not interfere! Otherwise......"

Since the two sides have torn their faces, Malfurion's tone has changed from politeness to aggressiveness. The strongest druids finally showed their fangs in front of men, and carried the power to destroy Akmund. The powerful qi of Malfurion, the 10,000-year-old dead house, was firmly locked on the burly and hideous, unruly old Tang.

It's a pity that this is like the Living Spring Palace for the blind to see, and there is no deterrent at all......

Malfurion's set of momentum oppression may be fine on other people's bodies, but on Old Don? Hehe......

Who is Don Sr.?

Old Tang is a violent hunk who dares to meet Alsace with bayonets with two war hammers!

Old Don is a fierce warrior who dares to play with Akmund before he has advanced to the heroic level!

Old Tang is a peerless general who dares to gallop in the sea of the dead with 5,000 heavy horses!

As the No. 1 hob meat in Tianzi, Lao Tang risked his life to dare to bleed Sargeras!

Malfurion's momentum couldn't be stronger. Can it be stronger than Akmund's suffocating coercion?

No matter how strong Malfurion's momentum is, can it compare to the awe-inspiring killing machine created by thousands of troops on the battlefield?

Old Tang's current record under his hands is more than one palm of the strong man above the hero level who has been killed. And now Malfurion's strength is at best between an epic hero and a legendary hero, and with such strength alone, he wants to rely on his momentum to suppress Lao Tang, a warrior who dares to challenge any strong enemy?

Slippery world!

"How else?"

Squinting his eyes and glancing lightly at Malfurion's iron-blue face, Old Tang pulled the Titan Divine Iron Weapon Chain on his waist with force, pulling the cowering Doomsday Guard in mid-air who was intimidated by the lineup of several hero-level masters down to the ground. A large hot sand consortium cigar groped out from his waist. Old Tang baked the flames that erupted from the nostrils of the doomsday guard who had just served as a mount for a moment, and then slowly ignited, and said in a gloomy tone:

"The Great Druid... I see you're sleeping with a bad brain! More than 10,000 years have made you unable to keep up with the times! ”

Taking a sharp puff of his cigar, Old Don sprayed the thick smoke on Malfurion's face in front of him, and sneered mockingly as the Great Druid's uncomfortable cough sounded:

"Threaten me? I advise you to inquire, do you think you are playing tricks in front of me with this method of oppression? ”

At this moment, Lao Tang doesn't look like a racial leader or general at all, but more like a street gangster. The rogue temperament is fully revealed. But it is this kind of words and deeds that are close to scoundrels that will kill Malfurion, a 10,000-year-old dead house.

As the leader of the Cadore clan with a deep background, no matter who he is, he will maintain the necessary respect in front of Malfurion, and the big druids who have always thought highly of themselves are not cautious in such diplomatic situations. How have you ever encountered a muddy person like Lao Tang, hob meat?

"Solemnly warn you, Grand Overseer Good! You're kidding the 10,000-year-old friendship between Shuharu and Kadore! It's not your turn to meddle in the internal affairs of the elves! ”

"Huh, friendship?"

Malfurion's warning angered another minotaur. How could the Magatha* horror totem, who has always protected his shorts, watch his favorite nephew suffer, and snorted coldly and stood up to support Old Tang:

"When our Shuharu clan was plagued by centaur attacks, why didn't you Kadore stand up and talk about friendship?"

As a woman, Lao Tang, a legendary aunt with a paranoid personality, has a natural advantage in the exchange of words. In a word, Malfurion was blocked from using the traditional relationship between the two tribes as a weight.

Ignoring the matter of the Centaur War, and bent on recuperating and recuperating, what Kadore did was indeed not authentic!

In order to make up for the catastrophe caused by the elves, at the call of Malfurion, the ancestors of the Shuharu clan supported their most elite forces to join the tragic war without hesitation. Fight to the death with an army of demons. The ancestors who died on the battlefield are the best of the best.

Otherwise, if the elite force known as the "strongest on land" in Azeroth is still there, which round will get those centaur scum to run rampant in the future?

But while the flames of the Centaur War were blazing, the Night Elves, who had the idea of recuperation, ignored their former allies. Not to mention a single soldier, not even a single star of material support has been seen.

After a terrible battle, the Shuharu clan turned and plunged headlong into another long battle and fight. The flames of war. It burned for countless centuries at once, completely depleting the vitality of the Shuharu family. Transform the Minotaurs from an ancient race on a par with any power in Azeroth to a precarious race struggling to wipe out their race......

Thinking of these, how can the always paranoid Magatha* horror totem and even the vast majority of the older generation of minotaurs have no resentment?

"This is the elven family's internal affairs? 10,000 years of vicissitudes. It still doesn't seem to have changed your ridiculous logic, cousins! ”

The elven prince, who had been silent on the side, also paced to Old Tang's side and stood still, with a faint reserve on his handsome and handsome face, but the words he said were extremely sharp:

"In that case, let's talk about the internal affairs of the elves! Calculate the grudge you had against your expulsion of Darthrema's ancestors 10,000 years ago! ”

"Since you have branded Lord Illidan as a traitor. Deported, then I will officially invite Lord Illidan to join us as the crown prince of the Blood Elves today! Sindore and Kadore have no friendship, only ...... Hatred!

The elven prince's face suddenly became gloomy and cold after saying this. The loud words directly took Illidan's matter to the Blood Elves.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present except for Don, who had discussed the matter with Kael'thas and was able to maintain his composure, everyone else, including the party Illidan * Fury, was shocked, and then a wisp of imperceptible emotion appeared on his always cold face.

For thousands of years, the Demon Hunter has been under tremendous pressure and the hatred and curse of his clansmen. Doing everything you can is just trying to prove your worth in front of your clan and become an admired hero. But even if Illidan pursued it hard, it still yielded nothing.

But now it is lost in the east corner and harvested in mulberry elm.

While his own people and even his brother were disgusted with him and banished him, Goode and Kael'thas stood up on behalf of the two races, the Minotaur and the Blood Elves, even to provoke disputes......

This kind of recognition is precious to the egg who has always been lonely and depressed!

Illidan almost agreed to Kael'thas and agreed. Take a good look at his brother's rarely seen gloomy expression.

Unfortunately, when Mr. Egg's gaze swept over Malfurion's worried face of Tyrande, who frowned slightly and looked worried. After all, the words that came to his mouth were swallowed back into his stomach by the demon hunter......

He can be dismissive of Malfurion's brother and the rest of his clan, but he will never let the goddess in his heart suffer the slightest grievance.

For Illidan, Tyrande is his whole world!

……

The intrigue between the various races of the Kalimdo coalition is like a virgin's underpants, everyone knows that there is one, but no one will lift it out.

In the face of the fierce and mighty Burning Legion, everyone looks like they are sincerely united with each other, at least on the surface.

But with the fall of Akmund, the menacing demon army is no longer a cause for concern. The fragile peace between the Kalimdor coalition forces is finally showing signs of falling apart.

After Old Tang intervened in the affairs of the egg. Thrall, Wojin and others, who originally didn't want to tear their faces and interfere in the internal affairs of the Night Elves, either out of support for Old Don or out of disgust for Malfurion's clumsy performance and the seemingly sanctimonious, but in fact shameless and vicious words and deeds, finally spoke out to refute this great druid and support Illidan*Fury, who once fought side by side!

Looking at the atmosphere of the increasingly tense quarrel and confrontation in front of him. As the initiator, Lao Tang almost broke his intestines without laughing in his stomach!

Are you kidding?

If I don't dig a hole for you Night Elves and make a little reputation by the way, I'm still a fart!

Dude, do you really think I'm a good person?

We are known as the No. 1-stirring stick in the sky, Good's *Titan Power*Terror Totem!

……

"Enough!"

Just when Old Tang was having nothing to do, an annoyed shout suddenly sounded, finally interrupting the confrontation and quarrel between the two sides. The majestic arcane aura suddenly bloomed, shocking everyone's hearts:

"Is this how you treat your comrades-in-arms who fought side by side?" (To be continued) Q