"You've been ghostly ?!!"

Inside the tent, after seeing that Riyard was intact, Anlidalance returned to his original state of noble son and sat next to his sister. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

But after holding the elf Lori in his arms, his face was suddenly stunned, and then he picked Lyal's little face, and after looking at it for a long time, Anlidalance bounced up suddenly, grabbed Lori's little hand, and after looking at it carefully for a long time, he said in a low voice, and the anger on his face was almost on the verge of exploding.

"Anway Darans!"

A hand suddenly stretched out, and Dazerian didn't know when he entered the tent, grabbed Anlidaland and grabbed Liar's hand, and said in a deep voice with an equally ugly face.

The high-level elf mage glanced at his friend, and when he turned around, he also found his sister's little blue face, and quickly let go of his grip in shock, but then gently pinched Lori's little hand, and after slowly rubbing it, he hugged it back into his arms.

And Liyal, who didn't say a word from beginning to end, after being held back into his arms by Amway Darans again, muttered a few words comfortably that only he and his brother could hear, his eyes narrowed, and he fell asleep a little lazily.

"Who?"

On the other side, after Amway Darans almost went berserk, Kyris also carefully checked the situation of Belinda on the other side, and found that in addition to the excessive consumption of mana, Mage Lori also had a lot of internal injuries, and his face suddenly turned cold, and the mage lord pulled Mage Lori behind him, and turned his head to stare at the other woman in the tent, although he tried his best to soften his tone, but it still had a hint of coldness.

"Is it Mushirs?"

It wasn't Winlessa who answered, but Anlidalance sitting there.

The high-level elf mage dragged the elf Lori with one hand, took out the oval crystal ball with one hand, and the dots of white light began to condense to form a relatively blurry image, although it was only a few minutes, but it clearly revealed the dangerous experience that the two Loli had just experienced, especially at the end, Liyal's strange changes, and Amway Darans's eyes became more and more sharp, but his face was a little weird and calm.

And Da Zerien on the side also frowned and read the whole image, then heard his friend's rhetorical question, and after seeing the other party's calm face in a blink of an eye, the frowning brows became more and more thick. Perhaps only he would know how much the swinger of the Dawn Blade in front of him really loved his sister, and the last time the other party told a certain thing or person in such a calm tone like a lake of stagnant water, it was back decades ago, when he dug it out from the ruins where trolls had wreaked...

"Dazerion, next year's Void Hunt, count me in!"

After half a ring, Anlidalance suddenly turned his head to look at the elven ranger and said with a formal expression.

"You know, I wasn't going to participate in this kind of thing in the first place..."

Frowning and glancing at her sister with a slight smile on her face, Dazerian said with some hesitation.

"However, I want to participate!"

With a raised eyebrow, Anlidalance glanced at Winlessa, then turned his head to look at his friend again, as if he was saying the firmest truth in the world.

"Well..."

Shaking his head, Dazerion thought for a moment and nodded, turning to look at his sister.

"Okay, okay, I know, I'll deal with the registration matter, isn't it just a few months late!"

Got up and patted his brother's head with a smile, and pinched the other party's face with his hand, the ranger general said like a child, and turned behind him as if he thought of something, Kelris, the half-elf magic pattern master, sat expressionlessly on his face, and didn't say anything about what happened just now.

"What! Isn't Master Kellis interested in knowing what's going on?"

"I don't like to be used as a pawn!"

Glancing lightly at the female elf who came over, the mage lord held the mage Lori in his arms, and a trace of green energy began to wrap around Lori's body, and the internal injuries that were not very serious were recovered in an instant.

"Next year, in the month of the chicks of the spring kite, the Windranger will hold an intra-clan election to elect the next generation of patriarch candidates in the situation of void hunting!"

The elf did not immediately respond to Kyrris's words, but glanced at her brother, and Dazerion, who was glanced at, sat there very interestingly and explained.

"Anyone can participate?"

Looking at Anlidalense, Kyrreth asked suspiciously.

"It's for the new generation of Windrangers, under the legend, within a thousand years old, above the legend, within two thousand years old! Each candidate can lead an elite five-person squad recruited by them into the Void to hunt! Moreover, the team members must be non-Windrangers!"

Glancing at her sister, who was still silent, Dazerion continued to explain.

"I didn't plan to participate, but some people seem to put me in the position of the number one enemy!"

"It seems that there is more than one stronger person than you in your family!"

Glancing at Winlessa with a frown, Kelreth said. The three Windranger sisters, except for the eldest sister Aurelia who has disappeared into the void, actually went to foreign language Draenor to form a team to fight orcs, the remaining two, Wen Lesa in front of her, a standard Legendary-level ranger, has a deep strength, and there is also Sylvanas, who can hear the other party's prestige even from afar in the human kingdom, and is one of the top ranger generals in Quel'Salas.

"Only male elves are allowed to participate, in fact, the major clans of Quel'Salas have always been dominated by men!"

Pursing his lips and carefully glancing at the silent female elf, Dazerion explained in a slightly quick tone, in fact, this status quo has been maintained since the establishment of Quel'Thalas.

Quel'Salas, inherited from the primeval Night Elf Empire, has always had an unusual resistance to female power, although among the upper nobles, there is no shortage of high-ranking female nobles with real power, but since the establishment of the empire, there has never been a situation where the patriarch of a certain clan is served by female elves.

The light in the light, the fall of the primeval peerless empress, and the eventual collapse of the primeval night elf empire has always been an irreparable pain in the hearts of the High Elves, and even all the elves of Azeroth, so much so that now, the entire High Elves will be full of suspicion and suspicion that women will be in power.

"I'll think about it..."

Lowering her eyebrows and looking at the little Lori who was blushing a little in her arms, Kyris looked up and continued.

"What kind of Mushils is that, and what kind of goods is it?"

"The Windranger Patriarch, the Legend of the High Elf Warriors, Kurul, the Young Son of the Windrunner!"

Anway Darans, who had been silent, suddenly spoke, and added a sentence at the end.

"These two cousins!"

"What a name with a personality..."

Grinning, Kyrreth didn't say anything more about why he didn't deal with the thing or anything idiotic. However, for the patriarch of the contemporary Windwalker, this kind of name is full of fierce atmosphere and has no trace of elf flavor at all, and I don't know how the other party came up with it, could it be that he changed his name later? However, according to the high-level elf mage, the other party turned out to be the legend of the high elf warrior, and this kind of naked praise is no longer something that an ordinary legendary warrior can bear.

"No matter what, tomorrow spring, I'll have a trip to the ghosts!"

Bright eyes glanced at the silent female elves, Kelreth walked out of the tent with the Lori mage, but after a few minutes, the two walked back again, the mage lord had a cold face, looked at the elves who were still sitting in their respective seats, and said with some annoyance.

"I said, guys, this is my tent, do you want to spend the night here?"

Immediately, with a few low laughs, a group of elves flashed out of the tent one after another... (To be continued.) )