Li Jubing walked to the front of the group, these Night Elf warriors were all wearing old leather armor, and the weapons in their hands were also wooden throwing guns. Zhang Yuan got closer and saw clearly that these warriors were all jungle banshees who had admired the daimyo for a long time, and they had a horse face. From the horse's point of view, they are all big beauties, but from the perspective of humans, they dare not compliment.

"The moon is above! It's Miss Li Jubing! A forest banshee with a horse-like body and a dirty, colorless ostrich feather tail cried out in surprise.

"Sister Hua Rongkui!" Li Jubing jumped out of Zhang Yuan's arms and greeted him in surprise.

"Yes, I am your faithful old servant!" The forest banshee cried with joy, and the four hooves like wild horses immediately knelt on the ground with their first two hooves, bent their bodies and kissed the back of Li Jubing's hand deeply, and the tears were like memories of opening the floodgates, and they kept wetting Li Jubing's little hands.

"I've been dreaming of you all my dreams!" Li Jubing couldn't help crying, now she is a poor little girl who sees her long-lost relatives, where is her usual charm.

"Loyal Jungle Banshee Clan, see Miss Li Jubing." The stray team of forest banshees next to them fell to their knees on one knee in a messy manner.

"Lord Weitu, since the accident in Maple Leaf Village half a year ago, the adults have been thinking about you all the time." Hua Rongkui said with tears on her face: "My lord has been drinking wine for a whole month, and I am crying every day with the portraits of my wife and you. ”

"Where's my uncle?" Li Jubing squeezed out a smile bitterly and reluctantly. "Someone has already reported it, and I guess I thought it was an enemy attack, and I will be able to arrive immediately." Hua Rongkui also wiped her tears, and the horse's face was full of mud mixed with tears.

"These are 616161616161" Hua Rongkui's eyes extended to Zhang Yuan and them behind Li Jubing, and the puppet warriors were taken aback by the fact that they were a lot taller than him, and it was not the spear of the forest goblin behind him that was against his ass, and he almost fell backwards.

"This is my friend and my savior 616161616161" Li Jubing just grabbed Zhang Yuan's arm, and before she could finish speaking, a figure had already stumbled over and hugged her.

Zhang Yuan was furious, just now he didn't see much of this stinky forest banshee kissing Li Jubing's hand, but now it is even more out of line, and he actually hugged it, Zhang Yuan raised his arm and was ready to do it.

"Li Jubing, my baby!" The figure that suddenly appeared hugged Li Jubing almost crying. Zhang Yuan froze down, only to find out that this guy was also a middle-aged night elf priest with long ears. The fine watchman's robes were stained with dirt and ash, the leather boots under his feet were stained with the remnants of dirt and vomit, and there was a strong smell of alcohol from all over his body.

The Night Elf Warden was a middle-aged man, very handsome, with long hair, but his face was a little pale and pale.

"My dear uncle!" Li Jubing couldn't control his feelings anymore, and his crying was so loud that Zhang Yuan's eardrums trembled.

"Let me take a good look at you!" The middle-aged night elf sacrificial man stared at Li Jubing's face, trembling and wiping away the tears from her face, and gave her another hug.

"Uncle Weitu!" Li Jubing choked and hugged him tightly, and the jungle banshees around him were also wiping their tears, and the dust on their faces was washed out of white marks by tears.

"How did you get back? Thank you, the merciful Moon Night God! The middle-aged Night Elf Priest tried to calm his mood from the excitement.

"It was this Night Elf who saved my life, the great ship of the despicable orc slave traders, suffered a great storm in the sea, our ship sank, all the people drowned, Night Joy, Night Rain, Dark Flower died 616161616161 and all the evil slave traders died. This kind Night Elf warrior landed on that desert island and saved my life. Li Jubing suppressed his grief and lied to his cheap uncle to introduce Zhang Yuan.

"I can't put into words how grateful I am for your generosity!" The first-level watchman of Weitu nodded at Zhang Yuan, and he saw Zhang Yuan ruffling his hair, his pointed ears were not as long as those of elves, and it was likely that he was a hybrid of humans and night elves. Li Jubing's bloodline is not omnipotent after all, the Ancient Tree and the Moon Well have given her the ultimate to become a pure-bred Night Elf Clan, and she herself uses blood to give others the Night Elf bloodline again, not only because of the time limit, but also in the long and pointed ears.

For this strange suspected purebred Night Elf who is the most despised by the Half-Night Elves, based on the identity of the nobleman, Wei Tu maintained the reserve of the intact nobleman, and at the same time, he also expressed his most sincere gratitude.

"It is a privilege to serve a beautiful lord." Zhang Yuan, who is used to big words, already knows how to deal with this kind of person.

"Which tribe are you a retainer, I will definitely inform the temple and let your tribe give you the highest reward, you saved the youngest priest in the kingdom!" Weitu said.

"I am a night elf of a small tribe scattered in the remote area of the Hyjal Mountain Range, and my family has been devoured by the sudden appearance of otherworldly demonic beasts as early as when I was hunting, leaving me alone to survive in the world." Zhang Yuan's feelings were very sad, as if there was such a thing, and his expression was very realistic.

"If that's the case, I can allow you to join my clan, and I'll give you the title of Champion of Nature, and my title is Viscount, so I can only do that, but your merit is fully worthy of the title of Noble Warrior of Nature." The generosity of Lord Viscount made the surrounding forest banshees gasp for a while, obediently, natural warriors! Hua Rongkui is over one hundred and fifty years old, and he is middle-aged among the forest goblins, and he is just a grassroots warrior, and he is still a militia self-defense force.

"Uncle, Zhang Yuan is a natural oracle goddess guarding the sacrificial 616161616161," Li Jubing said with a blushing face.

The eyes of Lord Viscount Weitu and the surrounding jungle banshees straightened, and the sound of gasps and snots came to mind at the same time.

"A natural oracle goddess guarding the sacrifice?" Viscount Weitu thought that something was wrong with his ears, and looked at his niece in disbelief and this suspected human-elf hybrid. The birth rate of the natural oracle goddess guarding the sacrifice made Viscount Weitu constantly recall in his memory. The Night Elves' Viscount's mind was in chaos.

"However, Zhang Yuan has not yet been confirmed by the temple." Li Jubing said.

"I can feel the majesty of him now." Viscount Weitu was also well-informed, nodded, and carefully looked at Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan held his chest high and worked hard to pose, striving to express the dragon's breath more clearly.

"However 616161616161 please forgive me for my short-sightedness and inability to discern whether this powerful majesty is the remnants of the Goddess of the Moon. I'm just a first-level watchman, and this matter must be left to the high-ranking priests of the temple to be certified. Viscount Weitu said very steadily: "After all, this matter is too unexpected for all the sacrifices. ”

"Originally, it was supposed to be like this, I originally wanted to figure out Guò's long cultivation, and then apply to the temple after perfecting my cultivation." Zhang Yuan bowed down very gentlemanly and said.

"Where did these tough puppet warriors come from? And these 616161616161 Terran 616161616161" Lord Viscount's gaze stayed on the Terran horseman and merchant servant, with a strange and incomprehensible expression.

"These brave puppets come from the mysterious human mage mage tower, they are puppet warriors, and they are all my followers." Gentleman Zhang Yuan bowed to the extreme and said, "These people are also my followers. ”