Following.

While Fenpida was having lunch with Gianna, he asked Gianna again if there were any magic items that could produce images.

"This—" Gianna thought for a moment before saying, "It seems that there is such a magic device, and someone in the magic area of Stormwind City has already researched it!"

"Oh?"

"Can I walk through the back door?" said Fenbida shyly, "I need a device like this... Well, let's start with twenty of them!"

Hearing Fenbida's words, Gianna said with an annoyed expression, "Twenty, why don't you say that you will give them all? With my current ability, I can only get ten at most!"

Ten?

Fenbida thought for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, "Ten is almost enough... When will I get it? I'm in a hurry, I'm in a hurry!"

"It's useless for you to die in a hurry!"

"I'll get it for you at the end of next month!" Gianna rolled her eyes. With a helpless face, he said, "By the way, how long are you going to stay here?"

Do you want to go back?

Fenpita sighed, "After lunch, I need to travel to Darnassus to get another spokesperson for the Alliance Hearthstone: Heroes of Azeroth!"

Darnassus?

Gianna was stunned, and couldn't help but think of the High Priestess of the Night Elves, Tyrande, and then said to Fenpida, "What are you doing in Darnassus?

“...”

Fenbida smiled awkwardly, "What's the matter!"

"I'm telling you, Tyrande has a lover, and he's also a great druid of the Night Elves, but he's trapped in an emerald dream!" Gianna kindly reminded, not wanting Fenbida to make a big mistake.

"I know!"

"That's right... The Great Druid trapped in the Emerald Dream Realm, his hair is green, right?" asked Fenbida with a smile after thinking for a long time.

Green?

Reminded by Fenpida, Gianna couldn't help but think back to the description of their Great Druid by the Night Elves, as Fenpida said, the Great Druid trapped in the Emerald Dream was indeed green-haired.

"Mmmmmmmm

"I'll just say it!" said Fenpida with a smile, "If you want to live a decent life, you have to have a little green on your head, that's what fate is, yes... I also have a nickname called 'The King Next Door'. ”

"What a mess!"

Gianna listened to the content of Fenpida's words, completely ignorant of the content, and then said helplessly, "Why don't you wear some green on your head?

"I will never wear it!"

"It's impossible!" Fenbida waved his hand, "It's impossible to wear some green on your head, and it's impossible to wear some green on your head in this life!"

...

After saying goodbye to Gianna, Fenpida chose to ride a griffon in Theramore and went to the island above Kalimdor, where he saw a small island during the flight.

Secret Blue Island!

"Oops..."

"How did I forget about Iriel!" Fenpida couldn't help but feel annoyed, "Oh my God... I'm so stupid, why didn't I think of my hoof!"

Fenpida glanced at the griffon under his crotch, this kind of animal that has been trained without intelligence, does not listen to commands at all, only knows to fly according to the route...

"Smack!"

Fenbida gave the griffin a slap in the back of the head, "Do you think you're stupid? Why didn't you think of Hoof? What do you see? You're stupid!"

Long.

The griffon carrying Fenpida landed in Darnassus and made his way to the Temple of the Moon with little interest, although he encountered many female night elves in the form of 'model's, and Fenpida had no interest in them.

Hoof Girl!

Only the hoof sister can heal the wounds in her heart.

"Master Fenpida!?"

The huntress who was guarding outside the Moon Temple looked at the human in front of her in surprise, "Oh my God, why are you here, Master Fenpida, shouldn't you be in the Outlands at this moment?"

"Oh..."

"Come back and take care of something!" asked Fenbida, "Priestess Tyrande is not there?"

"Yes!"

"Do you need me to go in and report it?" asked the Night Elf Guard, looking respectful.

"No need..."

Sneaking into the Temple of the Moon, he saw Tyrande flipping through a book that seemed to be his own from a distance... Then he hugged the 10,000-year-old priestess...

"You..."

"You're back?!" Tyrande glanced at Fenpida in surprise, and couldn't help but feel a hint of sweetness, he was still missing this damn person just now, and as a result... And he appeared!

"Hey, hey!"

"Of course I miss my priestess!" said Fenbida with a smile, "and I'm looking for you to do something for me... Become the face of the Alliance's Hearthstone: Heroes of Azeroth!"

Spokesman?

Although Tyrande has survived for more than 10,000 years, he is ignorant of the new words that are in Fenpida's mouth, "Spokesman?

"Hmm... You don't have to worry about this!" Fenbida said, "I'll do it all the way!"

"Good!"

Now.

The Temple of the Moon God was plunged into some kind of indescribable atmosphere, a handsome man of strong blood and was still in the middle of puberty... The other is a female elf who has been lonely for more than 10,000 years and has just recently been nourished.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder, and it only took a small match to blow up the Temple of the Moon.

"Come on!"

"You... Nasty!"

...

Long.

"Tell me... Who else but Sylvanas?" Tyrande touched the character on Fenpida's chest, his handsome face flushed slightly, this is what was left after the Great War...

"Well," said Fenpida with an embarrassed smile, "it's just you and Sylvanas... And you and Sylvanas should be about the same race, she used to be a High Elf Ranger, both elves!"

"Hmm!"

"But there is also a big difference, strictly speaking, we are only members of the Gucadore lineage, and we Night Elves are the Kadore branch of the Gucadore. ”

"Sylvanas as a High Elf is Queldore!" Tyrande explains to Fenpida how the trolls transformed into dark trolls, then into Gucadore, separated from Gucadore, and more.

Just as Tyrande continued to caress Fenpida's chest, he felt a powerful magic imprint on the body of the handsome man beside him.

"You seem to have a magic mark on your body!"

"You!"

"You... You actually seduced a female bronze dragon?!"

......