Renault? Mograine, Sally? Whitemane, Grand Lord Alexandros? Mograini's son and adopted daughter are also well-known figures in the original history, of course, not because of their second-rate strength, but because of the 'scandal' between them.

As the adopted daughter and son of the Ember Bringer, Sally? Whitemane grew up with Renault? Mograini was a childhood sweetheart, grew up together, and fell in love with each other. But Alexandros was completely unacceptable to his son that he was in love with his adopted daughter, and he asked his son to strictly abide by the ancient creed of humility, honor, valor, sacrifice, mercy, faith, honesty, and justice of knights, and treat ladies with respect and courtesy, while knights only have the obligation to protect ladies, and have no right to possess, so they are not allowed to be together. In this regard, Renault is very resentful, coupled with the fact that he has always been praised by his father since he was a competitive child, while his younger brother Darien can always get the latter's love, so that Renault's hatred for his father grows stronger and stronger, and finally under the demon's bewitchment, he killed his father with the Ember Messenger when Mograini was exhausted in the battle with the natural scourge to death.

In the previous life, the demon was Banazal, and this time it was Valimasas.

After the end of the battle of the Hand of Tyr, because he personally pulled out the two Dreaddemon Kings and killed one to prevent the other from escaping, Mo Wen established a lot of prestige among the Scarlet Crusaders, so when he said that Alexandros died at the hands of his son, all the high-ranking members of the Scarlet Crusaders were surprised, but finally chose to believe it, and then it was all simple.

The Scourge was in Lordaeron's stronghold, Naxxramas, without Kel'thugad and other masters, was easily crushed by the Blood Elves and the Scarlet Crusader coalition. The crowd overtook Mograine, who had become a Death Knight, and snatched back the fallen Ember Bringer, and finally arrived at the Scarlet Abbey.

Then the truth came out. In the face of the rebel, the angry soul of the elder Mograini among the Ember Messengers reappeared. When the Ember Messenger was mentioned and wanted revenge, Renault broke down on the spot, shouting hoarsely, 'Father, I was wrong!' I was really wrong! Please forgive me! 'Let a qiē not fight himself. By the way, Renaud was supposed to die at the hands of his father's ghost, but was stopped by Mo Wen, and the fallen Ash Messenger was sealed. It's just that this is not a good thing for Renault and Whiteman.

Imprisoned in the basement, Renault felt as if he had aged a decade. His body was covered with scars, and his face was as ugly as a blank sheet of paper, and although Whitemayne's body was intact, the man seemed to be about to collapse, and his eyes were blank and he sobbed lowly.

"How's that going for you?"

Faced with Mo Wen's question, Varimasas nodded hurriedly, flattering like a dog's leg: "It's all done master, in the past few days, I haven't stopped punishing Renault." And then let Whitemane heal him, almost without stopping for a moment, you see! Varimatas walked over to Renault's side and reached out. Renault's calf was exposed, and now a thick red thread rolled there, completely different colors from the flesh around it. It's terrifying. "One time I chopped off his leg, and Whitemane didn't have enough mana. It didn't heal completely, and it left the scar and—" Pointing to the scars on Renault's body. Varimasas showed off the achievements of the past few days to Mo Wen, his eyes full of pride and excitement.

As demons, regardless of race, their brutality and bloodlust are something engraved in their bones, even the Dreadlord clan is known for their manipulative spirit.

"You two demons, the Holy Light will definitely punish you!" Seemingly angered by Varimasas's actions, Renault still looked numb, but Whitemayne came to his senses, his brown eyes staring at Mo Wen and Varimasas, and cursing viciously.

"Little slut, you are looking for death!"

Interrupted by a smug moment, Varimathas's eyes flashed with a fierce look, and he reached out to give Whitemane a slap in the face.

But halfway through the hand, its movements stopped.

Because of its afterglow, it looked at Mo Wen still sitting there so calmly, without the slightest hint of displeasure, but looked at Whitemane with interest, not knowing what he was thinking. Suddenly, a thought suddenly came to Varimasas's mind - his new master must not have taken a fancy to this woman!

Indeed, by human standards, this silver-haired woman is a rare stunner, she looks sexy and charming, without making any movements, she has a natural charm, her body is convex and backward, her legs are long and white, and she is obviously a very solemn priest's robe, but when she wears it, it makes people think of a bed at first glance, and at the second glance she wants to tear this dress apart and press her under her fiercely.

The two men were imprisoned together, but the new master only did his hand to the man, and wanted the woman to heal her wounds, which was not necessary if it was for the pleasure of torture, and the two of them should take turns, unless, the master, had taken a fancy to the woman, and figured out how to make her submit.

In just a moment, Varimasas made up countless things in his brain, put down his raised palm weakly, and then turned around and slapped Renault hard.

"Bastard thing!"

Syllable!

Half of Renault's face was swollen from the slap, but he himself still looked like he was lost and depressed, as if he was a skin here, and there was no reaction at all, but Whitemane was anxious and angry, and kept calling at Varimathas.

"Stop! Stop, you devil! Torture me if you want to torture me, please spare Renault??????"

On the other side, Mo Wen also noticed Varimasas's strange appearance, but he didn't think much about it, but glanced at Whitemane, and then said indifferently: "Varimasas, let the two of them go!" ”

Varimatas was stunned, although Renault and Whitemane had been tossed for a long time, they still retained some strength, so wouldn't they be worried about the two of them making trouble?

But then Valimass thought about how his two brothers had died, and how he had been subdued lightly, so he didn't care much, for this man and woman were worse than his own, and if he dared to make trouble, he was afraid that the end would be even worse.

In the same way, Whitemane seemed to understand that after being put down by Varimathas, she looked at Mo Wen with a complicated look, and then sat on the ground, helping Renault to begin to heal his injuries with holy light.

As for Renault, he showed no signs of improvement, and even when he was lowered from the wall, he still did not move, and if it weren't for Whitemayne holding him up, he would have fallen to the ground, apparently the guilt of his father and the physical torture of several days had tormented the crusader to the point that he had lost his last trace of vitality, and his whole person was numb.

"Renault, Renault, wake up, please, don't scare me!"

But holding Renault, Whitemane did not give up, although his eyes were full of tears, and he kept calling in a low voice while the holy light in his hand did not stop.

"Sha, Sally??????"

It seemed that Whitemayne's cry evoked the last fond memories in Renault's heart, and the latter's originally numb eyes gradually regained a little light, and his fingers moved slightly.

"Renault!"

Whitemayne was overjoyed when he saw this, but before she could show a smile, Mo Wen's indifferent voice sounded again.

"Varimathas, kill the man!" (To be continued......)

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