1. Whew!

A shiny sharp flying knife slashed through a distance of more than 30 meters, accurately stabbing the heart of the velociraptor and causing it to die quickly, while also firmly nailing it to a raised boulder.

"Very well, Cherny. Yang Long stood aside with his hands on his hands, watching the little girl come to the beast, and after taking out the intact flying knife, he began to dismember the skin and flesh of the prey: "You have made rapid progress, and the use of the flying knife is almost close to my level!"

"Hee hee Xue Ni how can she have a good teacher" Hearing Yang Long's praise, although Xue Ni was busy with her hands, a sweet smile appeared on her face, and she said a little shyly.

After more than a year of training, Xueni, who was originally weak, has completely transformed into a qualified warrior, with a different state of mind from her young age, and she is indifferent to most things.

Only when Yang Long is praised will this little girl have a childishness that is in line with her age, and she will belong to Yang Long wholeheartedly, and it will be difficult to give up her strong attachment.

This means that this little girl who picked up has been loyal to Yang Long from the inside out, from body to soul, and regards him as the whole belonging of life, which makes Yang Long feel very satisfied.

With the existence of this disciple, Yang Long has avoided many cumbersome things, and has more time to improve his strength every day, and all matters related to food and accommodation are now taken care of by Xueni...

Sitting quietly on the sidelines, I watched Xue Ni clean up everything, find dry wood to set up a bonfire, and skillfully start baking meat. By the time Yang Long had been circulating his breath in the qi veins for a week, the sumptuous dinner had been prepared.

"Teacher, last night you talked about the first great empire of mankind," Xue Ni said with anticrisy as she cut the roasted golden and crispy tendons into strips and put them on two wooden plates, and picked up one of the plates with both hands and handed it to Yang Long.

As the first heir of his life, Yang Long was naturally reluctant to let her only practice martial arts, without rich knowledge reserves, an ignorant and ignorant powerhouse, when he was in a desperate situation, the possibility of being able to escape a catastrophe or even turn defeat into victory was almost equal to zero.

Since he is Yang Long's apprentice. Sooner or later, then, Xue Ni will leave him on his own. Yang Long didn't want to bother to teach the heirs himself, and casually die in a foreign land.

One day a month ago, after practicing Qi Quan could no longer improve Xueni's physical fitness, she ate every evening before and after meals. Yang Long will learn the knowledge of history and geography from Howard bit by bit. Combined with his own point of view, he taught it to this young disciple.

Compared to Howard as an ordinary person, it is different. The history and geography in Yang Long's mouth are less bookish and more cruel. made life encounter ups and downs, and Xueni, who was already extremely intelligent, matured rapidly.

For Xue Ni, Yang Long's demeanor when telling these historical and geographical stories has added a lot of vitality and livelihood compared to the dead face that accompanies her on weekdays, which makes her feel very kind.

Those all kinds of unheard of classic battles, those world-destroying and terrifying battles, and those heroic epics that can be sung and cried, all deeply attracted Xue Ni's curiosity about everything.

It is precisely for this reason that every night when she eats, it is Xueni's happiest time, and occasionally Yang Long forgets to teach "storytelling" because she is too focused on cultivation, and Xueni will take the initiative to remind her.

"Oh, hehe, I almost forgot" Yang Long took the dinner very naturally, and after hearing his disciple's words, he was slightly stunned, and after thinking for a while, he said: "Soladin Torbane, the founder of the Arathi Empire, in the history of mankind"

From time to time, he picked up a piece of barbecue and put it in his mouth, Yang Long chewed while telling the story of the Arathi Empire, and the vivid and vivid narration made Xue Ni, who was listening carefully, her big eyes full of yearning.

"After the division of the Arathi Empire, that is, the Kingdom of Stormgard, which we are going to now, dominates this highland region, and before the Orc War, they had a very strong national strength, only slightly worse than the Kingdom of Lordaeron," Yang Long said lightly.

"What about after the Orc War? Hearing Yang Long's story, Xue Ni asked curiously.

"It is recorded in the history books that the main force of the orcs that appeared in the Dark Gate did not pass through the Arathi Highlands area, and the undead natural disaster did not spread here for the time being, I think the strength of the Stormgard Kingdom should not have suffered much damage. ”

Since only a few decades have passed since the Second Orc War, the court historians of the Lordaeron Kingdom do not have detailed records of another kingdom that has not been invaded, and in the history told by Howard, there is only the specific part of the Battle of Lordaeron, the situation of the Stormgard Kingdom, Yang Long can only secretly guess.

"But it's strange that you haven't seen any of the inhabitants of the Stormgard Kingdom when you've come here?" asked Xue Ni.

"It's really a bit abnormal, it's not far from Riptide Fort, even if there are no residents' living points because of the terrain, there should be some patrolling guards," Yang Long thought thoughtfully, and Yang Long felt a little bad in his heart.

Could it be that some unknown change has taken place in the kingdom of Stormgard? Is the royal family of Torbain still alive? If the royal family does not exist, who owns Riptide now, or is it a ruined city?

So far, the map in Yang Long's hands is only the part up to the hills of Hillsbrad, and the rest of the part only has a rough outline of the world map, which does not indicate the distribution of forces and dangerous places, and the Arashi region is no exception.

After all, there are only a few countries adjacent to the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and they can basically be regarded as friendly neighboring kingdoms, and there is really no need to indicate the geographical divisions of other countries on the maps that ordinary travelers can buy.

And Yang Long's plan this time was originally to arrive at Riptide Fort and rest a little, purchase a map from the Arathi Heights to the Dwarven Kingdom, and then continue to march towards the Stormwind Kingdom.

It has taken many months to come along the way, and perhaps Nanhai Town has been destroyed by the undead natural disaster, and the existence of those mysterious forces has also made it

The return journey added a lot of uncertainty and made Yang Long a little undecided.

"Anyway, we've come so far, what the real situation is, we'll know when we arrive at Riptide Castle tomorrow. After thinking about it, he gave up the idea of returning to Nanhai Town, and decided to pay attention to continue to move forward to find out before making plans.

Stopping Xue Ni, who was about to practice martial arts after cleaning the dishes, Yang Long instructed lightly: "Stop practicing tonight, Xue Ni, you are on patrol, I need to take a good rest." ”

All creatures in Azeroth, regardless of race, need a short period of sleep every day to keep their physical condition at their peak, and not resting for a long time will cause them to have a mental breakdown and die.

Even if a super-level powerhouse who has broken away from the mortal drive does not rest for many years, although it cannot cause them substantial damage, it will also make their spirits become trance-like, and their actual combat effectiveness will be affected.

After Yang Long's cultivation strength reached Xiaocheng, his physique was gradually different from that of other living beings, and he only needed 12 hours of sleep every day to fully recover his physical energy that had not been consumed in a fierce battle.

At the same time, Xue Ni, who cultivates qi, needs several hours of sleep every day because she has not yet reached the small level of body refining and is at the age of growing her body.

So a month ago, after feeling that Xue Ni was completely loyal to herself, when the master and apprentice rested every day, Yang Long rested for two hours first, and then under the condition of Yang Long's vigil, it was Xue Ni's turn to sleep peacefully.

"Okay, teacher. Xue Ni nodded, picked up her sword and shield and left the campfire, and soon disappeared into the night.

After letting go of the perception and waiting quietly for more than ten minutes, after feeling that Xue Ni reached the edge of perception of seven or eight hundred meters, Yang Long relaxed his mind and closed his eyelids, and gradually fell into a deep sleep.

But perhaps it was a coincidence, Yang Long had just fallen asleep for less than half an hour, and the warning signal from his perception suddenly woke him up, and after opening his eyes and perceiving it slightly, he found that Xue Ni's breath was rushing towards the bonfire from the edge of perception.

After waiting for less than two minutes, Xue Ni, who had a little sweat on her forehead, came out of a col northwest of Yang Long, strode to the bonfire and said succinctly: "Teacher, many people are coming. ”

A wisp of cold mist flashed in the palm of Yang Long's left hand, and instantly released ice magic, freezing the bonfire that was about to burn out into ice cubes, and nodded at Xue Ni and said, "Lead the way." ”

"Okay, teacher. A smile appeared on Xueni's face, and she immediately turned and ran back the way she had come.

Looking at the disciples he had trained with his own hands, Yang Long nodded appreciatively, shook his somewhat drowsy head, and jumped up to chase after Xue Ni's back.

The master and apprentice ran side by side between the mountains, but in about ten minutes they came to a ridge two kilometers away, and they all stopped and crouched quietly next to a huge weathered stone.

The faint light of fire approached from the mountain road in the northwest corner of about 1,000 meters below the ridge, and after a while, Yang Long's perception edge, there were breaths of varying strength.

In less than a minute or two, the breath of nearly a hundred living beings entered Yang Long's perception range one after another, and moved quickly towards the southwest corner along the mountain path under the ridge.

Slowly poking his head out of the half-human-high grass, Yang Long then covered up the night, just glanced at the mountain road below, and said in surprise, "Huh, it's actually a human!"