Unfortunately, the world is different in everyone's eyes.

Therefore, Xia Fan's magnanimity and ignorance of past suspicions fell into the eyes of the white-bearded old man, and he became full of weakness and became a step for himself.

Of course, the old man holds his own strength and identity, and he will not care about the little girl.

However, in order to show his magnanimity and generosity, the old man still let out bursts of laughter with deep meaning......

……

"Hehehe~Hehehe~!"

Xia Fan's cheeks bulged and bulged, like a frog, and like a balloon about to burst.

In the end, she decided not to bother with the old man, turned her head and said coquettishly: "Little Seventh Brother, the monastery is so boring!" Winter is over, isn't it time for us to start a new journey? ”

"Just these two days!"

Yi Qi stretched his unsightly waist and explained, "Hanfeng is conducting a magic experiment and is preparing to create a new magic model, and it is estimated that it will be completed in two days." ”

"Hey, create a magic model? She's already capable of creating magic? ”

"Pretty much! But... The new magic model is mainly an optimization of the existing model, which is to optimize ordinary magic into a unique magic that is more suitable for one's own abilities. ”

"That's it!"

Xia Fan's interest dissipated instantly when he heard this, and under the increasing edification and corruption of peppercorns, Miss Fairy was being assimilated into an abandoned house, so magic, experiments, and so on, were far less attractive than eating, drinking, and having fun.

Moreover, she even abandoned her own job, a cartoonist, and concentrated on becoming an assistant in the office.

Well, a hands-off assistant who eats, drinks and has fun.

To put it simply, when she has money to squander, she can't think of creating at all, and when she is shy in her pocket, the first thing that comes to mind... It's not work, it's gnawing on Yiqi......

……

The beautiful big eyes turned slightly, and Xia Fan had a plan: "Little Seventh Brother, this time... How about we go to Kalimdor? I've heard that Kalimdor is the realm of the tribe and is being ruled by evil orcs, just listening... It's so much fun! ”

"Evil orcs?"

Yi Qi couldn't help but roll his eyes, and his brain made up in an instant... The big black man had a tower-like sturdy body, and then showed a treacherous smile while rubbing his hands on the dog's legs: "Listen to your tone, this is Arthur's gossip of unknown origin?" ”

"yes!"

Xia Fan did not shy away from it in the slightest, not only did he have a sweet smile on his face, but his eyes also shone with a yearning light: "It's not easy to come to Azeroth, even if we can't become heroes in the epic, we should be like real heroes, helping the weak and driving away evil!" ”

As he spoke, Xia Fan also jumped out of the recliner and posed in a radiant pose in the soft sunlight.

Yi Qi rolled his eyes again, helping the weak, driving away evil or something... It's all false, Miss Fairy's purpose is very clear, and it's very simple, that is, to live a hero addiction!

Of course, in the same room where she is addicted to heroes, she will also have a high probability of becoming a demon king, well... In the eyes of the evil orcs, the great demon king who is even more terrifying and evil.

After all, justice, evil, and so on, are themselves relative, and the justice of the human race... But it's not necessarily orc justice.

As for... Arthur's intentions, then it is even simpler and clearer - the copy of the Eastern Kingdom is about to run out, and the next step... Naturally, he went to the Ministry of Landing Realm and raided their copy.

Yi Qi has no opinion on this.

Travel and relax... The picture is a happy one, so as long as he can be happy, it is the same wherever he goes, not to mention the wild scenery that belongs to Kalimdor alone, which is also the style he wants to enjoy.

But... After nodding, Yi Qi added.

"Before I go to Kalimdor, I'm going to go to the Eastern Plaguelands, for the purpose... It's to observe the spirits of the undead in Azeroth. If I could, I'd like to take a trip to Lorendam, now the Undercity—to meet the Forsaken. ”

"Okay!"

Xia Fan was such a smart person, he instantly understood Yi Qi's true purpose - to study the characteristics of the undead, and then use it as a reference to compare it with his own ability.

Although the motive is understandable, it does not mean that Miss Fairy is willing to accept it, so Xia Fan first flattened his mouth, and then muttered dissatisfiedly: "Plague Land? I heard that it is a ghost place that does not even have sunlight, and the sky is shrouded in a haze that never dissipates, and without the moisture of the sun, the delicate skin of this fairy will be malnourished......"

Yi Qi lowered the corners of his eyes, pretending not to hear Miss Fairy's broken thoughts, but the white-bearded old man lying in another recliner couldn't help it... A wave of presence was swept away......

……

"Ahem, ahem, ahem~!"

Yi Qi's expression remained unchanged, and Miss Fairy, who was in an unhappy mood, squinted her eyes and said nonchalantly: "Old man, is your throat stuck?" Do you want this fairy to help you stuff a few more into it? ”

This time, it was the old man's turn to break his mind.

Okay!

The Lord Regent has just given our mentor a death order, giving the order saying... Whatever method is used, even if it is by force, you thorns must be left in the Northshire Monastery in their entirety.

But it's good that you not only managed to slip away once a year ago, but now you dare to discuss a new journey in front of my old man.

Want to go to the Plaguelands to observe the undead?

Want to go to the tribe's stronghold, Kalimdor, to help the weak and drive away the evil orcs?

Want to go to the Undercity, one of the main cities of the tribe, and study their subjects, the Forsaken?

Why don't you explode on the spot?

Oh... No! There's an order from the regent, and you can't explode on the spot, so say... Are you when I don't exist?

The more the white-bearded old man thought about it, the more angry he became, but in order to maintain his image as a humble elder, the old man did not have the same knowledge as Xia Fan, whose eyes were full of fierce light, but asked softly: "Yiqi, do you remember our agreement?" We agreed last year that if you don't complete the analysis of the priest's skills, you won't be able to step out of the monastery! ”

Yi Qi immediately showed a smile that seemed to be a smile but not a smile.

In the fine virtue of respecting the old and loving the young, he only accounts for half of them - love for the young, so... The old man used not to teach professional skills as a bargaining chip, and he wanted to blackmail his own hatred, but Yi Qi remembered it vividly!

Of course, Yi Qi is too lazy to talk to the unscrupulous old man, and raising his hand is a healing magic.

As for... The old man was twisting his beard and savoring it, for fear that Yi Qi would exploit the loophole and deceive.

It's a pity that the taste has just begun, and it is a new healing magic that falls on the top of the head, and it is not a single one, two, but a series of magic with different effects falling in succession.

And what about Yiqi?

He just smiled, raised his right hand, and didn't make a second movement.

It was only at this time that the old man realized that his right hand... It's not a cast gesture, it's a raised middle finger......