Chapter 42: The Ranger General's, Toys?

"When the Northern Temple was blocked, Kai Dannis found Silvermoon City for the first time, what about you?" When the noise in his ears gradually weakened, Bi Luohua, who had been silent for a long time, finally spoke.

Hearing the other party's condemnation, Randla's face was horrified by the fiery red curls. Status, power, she was afraid of losing everything she was enjoying now.

"Plus desertion ......" Hooked his finger towards Lan Luos's position, and the azure crystal suddenly broke away from his hand and slowly floated towards Bi Luohua's hand, "What do you say should be done to punish your crime?"

"It's all for a reason......"

"Yo, how fresh, who hasn't had a reason yet?" raised his eyebrows, Bi Luohua's voice was full of sarcasm, "You better wait until the Sun Dynasty Court to say these words." ”

After a pause, the Archmagister turned his gaze to Lanros, "I'm curious how you solved that thing, but we don't have much time right now, and we're looking forward to meeting you at the Tower of Sunrage one day." ”

"Landra, come with me to the Western Temple, and it's time for you to make amends. ”

"Yes. ”

Bi Luohua raised his hands in the air, and the calm sky suddenly began to surge with violent winds, and the next moment, along with the Magister troops below, all disappeared in the dazzling white light.

The enduring magic aura swirled in front of him, and although the crystal was taken away, Lanlos did not make any sad expression.

Raising his finger, a small ball of light appeared on it.

Dancing lights.

No spells, no gestures, and the Instant 0 Ring Trick doesn't sound like a big deal, but it's proof from a Tier 3 caster that he's on the path to becoming a true Arcanist.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, and the excitement and excitement made Lanlos want to sing a song very much, but in such an environment, forget it......

"Am I missing something?"

Turning his head at the sound, Lanros looked at the bloodied Lothema and the ugly head he was carrying.

"Missed something we're all happy about, what are you doing with that?"

"Loot. Throwing Zumalosh's huge head on the ground, Lothama breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the ground. Obviously, cutting off the troll leader's head wasn't as easy as it seemed.

"Those cowards, after knowing that the leader is dead, basically have no intention of fighting. ”

"By the way, was that the Great Magus Bi Luohua just now?"

"What, do you want to hug your thighs?"

"I'm not a mage, I want to hug my thighs, it should be you, right?"

......

The Western Temple, unlike what Birohua had imagined, had hardly changed in this place, as if everything before had been just an illusion.

"Welcome, gentlemen. At the entrance of the tower, a female elf apprentice bent down in a little panic, and she didn't know if it was because the range of movements was too large or what, she looked embarrassed and messy.

"Where's Vilania?"

Bilohua's sharp inquiry made the female elf timidly retreat, and the latter managed to stabilize but couldn't tell.

"Forget it, I'll find it myself. Seeing the apprentice's gaze casually skimming the floor in the center, Birohua immediately stepped forward, and as the magic surged, he quickly found and opened the secret passage.

However, as they walked down, the view below stunned everyone.

It's not the rotting corpses.

Vilania lay on the altar as a dagger plunged deep into her spine, blood spilling almost completely red from her robes.

"I, I don't want to do that...... She killed a lot of people...... I, I'm scared......" fell to his knees with a pop, and the voice of the elven apprentice was cried out of fear.

After pondering for a long time, Bi Luohua helped the other party with his own hands: "No, you did a good job." ”

No one noticed that the female apprentice's moist eyes flashed with a ray of emerald green.

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The Far Traveler's Residence welcomes a special guest today.

Bathed in golden sunlight, the long, supple feathers shimmer with a golden sheen, the hard beak and claws glow with a dazzling edge, and the long tail feathers flutter in the air, beautiful and elegant.

The dragon eagle, the large beast, is Queldore's favorite flying mount, and its noble and splendid appearance, gentle habits, and love of sunlight are all reasons why it is a companion of the High Elves.

(PS: The appearance of the dragon eagle does not take the crayfish in wow, but the dragon eagle knight of war3, that is, the horned eagle beast with no horns and no hooves.) )

Chirp!

A loud scream pierced the sky, and the golden dragon eagle kicked up a cloud of dust and came to a steady stop in the clearing of the Far Traveler's residence.

Everyone, including Lanloth, stood straight ahead, waiting for the sturdy and beautiful figure to jump off the dragon eagle's back.

With an emerald green background and a gold and brown trim, the whole set of leather armor is refined and elegant. The cool and hot chest guard reveals a large area of wheat-colored skin, and the outline of the vest line can be clearly seen on the flat lower abdomen, and the smooth texture is bright in the sun. A pair of proud long legs are tightly wrapped in tight leather pants, and if you add a pair of haters, I am afraid that countless men will be willing to bow down under their skirts.

Even after riding the dragon eagle, her hood was still not blown down by the wind, her exposed bangs covered her left eye, and her pale blonde hair seemed to turn into a disembodied brilliance in the sun.

This kind of beauty can only be seen from afar. Not to mention, the disdain and boredom projected by those blue eyes, the materialized coldness that may be able to turn away all those who are in love.

This unusual elven ranger has more than just a lot of charisma.

The wide shoulder pads were carved into the faces of dragon eagles, and the two pairs of glowing eyes looked very intimidating under the glow of magic.

Coupled with the domineering golden cloak, the comer is not good......

"General, I didn't expect it to be your ......"

"Don't get close, Lotherma. Sylvanas's slender eyebrows twisted slightly, making everyone's breath seem to stop at this moment, "You've disappointed me. ”

"I ......"

"Although the Royal Court of the Sunchaser gave you a promotion order, I refused. Shaking his head, the Ranger General's words exuded an air of unquestionableness.

Taking the scroll from his waist, Sylvanas threw it directly at Lotherma: "I don't bother to read it, take it and read it myself, it contains the details of the rewards and punishments of all of you." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Sylvanas leaped lightly, like fluttering feathers, and returned to the saddle behind the dragon eagle. With a hard tug on the reins, the Ranger General set his sharp gaze on Lotherma's side as the wide wings began to flapp.

There it is, Lanlos.

"Lanloth, right. Although it was a question, it was a yes thing that came out of Sylvanas's mouth, and she was confident that she would not be mistaken.

Therefore, she did not give the other party a chance to reply: "Wen Lesa told me about you. ”

His heartbeat suddenly missed, and Lan Luo was inexplicably a little weak.

Like a blooming rose, the corners of Sylvanas's mouth curled into a charming and dangerous arc: "I'd love to talk to you a little longer, but I'm still busy, and I hope to see you again soon." ”

Chirp!

The scream that pierced the eardrums soared into the sky, setting off a raging dust storm again, and in the blurred vision of everyone, the dragon eagle quickly turned into a small dot and quickly disappeared towards the south.

"Looks like you're going to have a tragedy. Waving his hand to disperse the smoke and dust in front of him, Haduron whispered to Lanloth, and his words were more merciful than teasing.

"Huh?"

"None of the Ranger generals have a good time, such as ......" Hatduron shrugged his shoulders helplessly, "Captain, tell me, what's written in it?"

"It's time to change your tune and call me, second lieutenant. Shaking her head with a wry smile, Lotherma handed the letter into Hadurun's hands.

At a glance, Hadurun's face kept changing, and it was impossible to tell whether he was sad or happy.

The order was short, and it was clearly not from the elven court, which was known for its red tape, and judging by Sylvanas's resoluteness, she must have written it without a doubt.

At the same time that Lotherma was demoted to the rank of second lieutenant, he was also transferred to the southern border of enchantment. This doesn't seem like a bad thing for this ranger captain who is keen to defeat his enemies.

To Hadurun's dismay, his name also appeared on it.

"I'll leave it to you, instructor. Patting her former lieutenant on the shoulder, Lotherma smiled merrily, not frustrated by demotion.

"Are you burying me?"

"What are you talking about? I'm congratulating you, well, sincerely. ”

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