Born to drink, then who will forge the sword? The little man in the edge rose up, ashamed of the clouds. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

- The First Warrior of Beamon

Orario said that life is full of poetry and distant places, and you might as well get naked and drunk on the battlefield at one time.

Ouyang hopes that there will only be good wine, as at the moment, sitting on a high platform, looking at the fog on the horizon, and getting drunk in the distance.

But there were others who disturbed his solitude. Epli flew up, Silver Fang clutching his clothes, but two dimples were stuffed into his pockets. Queen Hérault danced lightly, turning into a tall and feminine woman, chuckling, covering his fat shirt, but taking out two dimples and melons, and filling him with a cup of "Hundred Years of Good Marriage". Then leaned on his shoulder and watched him drink.

Ouyang took her hand and said, "Are they all busy?"

"Hogarth is doing a meditation morning class, and Mirien is taking the hippopotamus who has just finished her morning exercise to pick up mussel shells. As for Emilia, in makeup. ”

Ouyang hugged his wife to his lap, stroked it from her soft face to her bulging abdomen, and said, "You don't rest much?"

Epli shook her head and said, "Why do you think that pregnant women have to rest all day? ”

Ouyang Dao: "Now Ero is considered a magician, but he hasn't found an electric magic to learn yet, but everyone can try to meditate, and it's good to accumulate some magic power." ”

Epli leaned her head against his ear and said, "Don't change the subject, every time you sit alone, you don't think about it." ”

Ouyang said: "Now that I have a wife and children, it's good to have a home here." Cloud Valley, Razor Mountain are not a problem. I'm just thinking about how many glasses of wine I can make a drunken mania on the battlefield hostile to the Cloud Valley. ”

Epli hummed dissatisfied, and said, "If you can really do this, I'm relieved." ”

Ouyang Dao: "Don't worry, even if the entire Godot unites, it won't be able to break through the red clay slope, I have already seen through the weakness of the robbers, and it will definitely be broken with one blow." ”

"Don't talk too much! You haven't swelled to this extent!" After taking Savic, you have abandoned your previous plan. You can't bear it, and you can't let go of your responsibilities. ”

Ouyang laughed at himself and said, "Cadore gave me the heart to dominate the industry, after meeting you, especially after Emilia, I feel that I will take you around and be happy." The elves only want to rely on their own strength, and the Beamon is a mess inside, and the Godot natives are xenophobic, and it seems that every force wants to isolate us. After walking so far, Gaillard faced the Sea Clan, Legolasser was wary of the slave traders, Garnier suffered from the undead, and wherever he saw it, there was war. It seems that in this world, I have not been able to continuously increase my strength, and I have not been able to scare others, so I have no place to stand. When I first arrived, Cadore told me one thing: if you live in a remote corner, you will only be forgotten, and you will always want to tell the world that you are still there, and you will influence the giant wheel of history. ”

"Isn't this the greatest mission of a famous race?" when Avina was there, all living beings knew about Halpia. Later, we gradually became harpies, and we could only guard Garnier, and through constant killing, tell the world that Halpia was still alive. But Harpia's mission has been erased from the wheel of history, and there is no longer a halpie in the development of the world. ”

Ouyang said: "This is the soul of the nation! The old man who raised me told me that the nation is like a building. Previously, I was just a part of the pillar. Now, it has become a girder. If this girder were to take root in the ground, it would crush many lives? I could see the bloody path unfolding in front of me, not the erasure of one or two moths in the past, but the erasure of a race and the slaughter of a tribe! How could barbarians, goblins, and ogres not have their own national souls? When survival turned into the law of the jungle, I felt a kind of disgust. I really don't want Shandora to be a predator and keep your stomach full, but you also have to watch out for predators. Now the world is no longer the tribal era of ancient times! I can build a house in the open space and say hello to my neighbors, I live here, and we will celebrate the festival together! How easy it is!"

"Isn't this the ideal country of Kadore?" a goblin in the Godot Wasteland understands that prestige comes from fists. Every hundred years, Kadore sends a traveler in the hope of carving out a pure land. We're all here, so I can't help you from throwing your fists. ”

Ouyang said: "So, how I hope that it was Ero and you who summoned me in the first place!"

Epli laughed, pinched his nose, and said, "Typical of being carried away by love! If you appear under the Garnier tree, the Harpy Queen will not let you conquer the world? If you don't agree, she will let all her people sleep with you." At that time, the weapon in your hand will not be a shield, but a gun. Cadore's idea is much simpler, just for you to tell the world that Cadore is moving out. If you want me to say, you should have opened that mouth in the first place, and you would be the most noble elven queen by your side. ”

Ouyang picked up his wine glass and did not answer.

Epli continued: "Speaking of which, those Nizi are also pitifully stupid, first get married and then fall in love. I'm going to be a mother even more before I taste some sweetness. I don't know what kind of woman you are thinking about! But what? Don't you also try to accept and shoulder these responsibilities? What are you afraid of? We are with you! This kind of companionship should not be your fetters. ”

Elder Crassus said that women are the most attentive and kind. Ouyang understood that Ai Puli still saw his hesitation in the end.

There are few trees to be seen in the Godot Heath except for the baobab tree. The grain of Shandora is poured out of the fountain of life and the water of the Takijiang River.

Is such a barren land worth his life and death?

Ouyang saw why the pioneers who came out once in a hundred years in Kadore all failed. They all went out and got in love.

How could Ouyang not understand that Ai Puli didn't want him to bear the guilt of being a "betrayer".

"I'm thinking, when I'm in charge of Godot, I'll start building a cannon and blasting a vent in the Icecrown Mountains to turn the wasteland into a grassland!"

Epli asked, "Then how do you get this cannon?"

Ouyang put down the wine bottle and said categorically: "Fight!"

"Then you have to be careful, don't beat a child out of the belly of the mountain," said Eply. It is said that Shi Mu, the leader of the Earth Yuan Spirit, lives in the mountains, and when the time comes, will there be no earth princess?"

......

After the snow, the sun is deep, and the water droplets on the dry grass are rapid.

There are two beasts, in the deep grass, crashing into the quiet and agile winter scene. Grass stalks snapped, water droplets splashed, thin ice chips splattered.

The big tongue of the humphead beast curled, and it all fell into its mouth, mixed into the saliva of the answer, and chewed without expression. Then he continued to walk with his head bowed, and the extraordinarily developed skull continued to carve a path through the deep grass.

There were also tall horses, shining with shining iron armor, and marched along the path that the humbled beast had trodden.

The horses enjoy the unimpeded passage comfortably, and the cloud robbers talk more comfortably.

There's nothing to worry about.

There are harpy sentinels on the high slopes of the red clay, and the Cloud Valley does not intend to try to hide its whereabouts, but makes as much movement as possible. It's completely a winter travel mentality.

Invite Magulai, just to relax. Otherwise, a thousand pounds of venison will not be worth the cost.

The two-headed humphead was bred by Magu. Magu was a tall fellow, taller than a horse, and the grass in the wasteland couldn't hide his vision. So, beware of the ambush also fell on Magu by the way.

Two large birds flew in the air, causing Magu to be on alert. Cloudy Valley has already told Magu that this sentry should not be careless, and that the enemy has a few Newtonian giant birds.

Magu immediately let out a threatening cry in an attempt to drive away the approach of the Newtonian bird. Magu knows about the Newton Giant Bird, this clumsy but cunning stinky bird!

The Newtonian Giant Bird is a specialty of the Gear Bluff southwest of Godot, and is large enough to easily lift a reindeer, and the entire Godot Heath is their hunting ground. Predatory goblins, one of Newton's giant bird interests. But my favorite is to attack the rumbores. This large rotting bird will spew acid in the air to attack, torture the large humphead beast to death, and then land to eat it.

Magu, who herded the humpheads, knew these robbers and knew how to drive them out, and Magu's clothes were made of the skin of Newton's giant birds.

But this time, no matter how Magu shouted, the two birds were still approaching.

When I got closer, I saw that it was not the Newtonian giant bird that Marg was familiar with, but two flying dragons that she had never seen before. With a large crocodile mouth and hulking wings larger than its body, it was swinging vigorously, turning a corner and flying above the human.

Magu also saw someone sitting on the back of a flying dragon.

The Cloud Bandit was the first to see the knight on the dragon's back, but their attention was on the dragon. Only by judging what kind of magical beast the Wyvern belongs to, can you consider how to defeat it, or estimate what damage it will cause.

Connected from head to tail, the body like a reptile, a pair of backward membranous wings, is not so much flying as fluttering.

Thanks to the compilers of the Warcraft Illustrated Book, many robbers immediately recognized the belonging of the flying dragon. In the chapter about the Aeolian Pterodactyl and its blood relatives in the "Warcraft Illustrated Book", the flying dragon in front of him is the beautiful green leaf used to set off the Aeolian Pterodactyl, the Ancestral Dragon.

Archaeopteryx is very rare, and the "Warcraft Illustrated Book" only mentions that Archaeopteryx only exists in remote areas such as deep mountains and Daze, and is far from the level of evolution that can comprehend magic, and it is not a beast of Warcraft.

"Warcraft Illustrated Book" has always been questioned and has been argued. The mercenary community has always chosen to believe in this encyclopedia.

The people in the Cloud Valley were relieved.

I really don't know from which pimple Lord Beamon got the two ends. And tamed into an air cavalry!

Do you really think you're a griffin knight?

Someone tried to raise the crossbow to see if they could shoot it down, but Hunn raised his hand to stop the temptation.

The Ancestral Dragon's abdomen was covered with a layer of rattan armor, and Beamon dared to come over so blatantly, obviously with confidence. Huen thought that he had taken ten crossbows from the Red Clay High Slope, and he must have tried them on these vine armors.

Besides, the Ancestral Dragon is overloaded with a fat man, so he won't come to snipe, right?

Sure enough, a voice came from the flying dragon, "I'm here to deliver a message, don't shoot!"

There was a sudden uproar below, and all kinds of shouting and scolding were summed up in one sentence: You come down, promise not to kill you!

"Haha, the fool didn't see the Goron below!"

As the sound fell, two folded pieces of paper floated down, circling and falling into the crowd, like falling leaves.

Before they could understand what the other party was doing, the two flying dragons suddenly opened their mouths and spat out two puffs of red smoke.

Huen was shocked, could he have seen it wrong? These two are dragons, and they can breathe!

"Lie down!"

As soon as the shouting started, the robbers in the Cloud Valley had already immediately lay down and held their heads.

Like a turnip squatting in a pit, it provoked a burst of ridicule in the sky.

The rusty red breath was pervasive, and instead of the blazing heat that burned everything as legend says, it blew in the wind and dispersed.

Behind the two wyverns, a string of laughter swirled and flew away.

Someone picked up two pieces of paper with only two sentences on them:

Hurry up!

Wait until the flowers are gone!