In the past few days, in order to celebrate the New Year and pay tribute to the ancestors, the Burkeso people have come one after another. The memorial was preceded by a celebratory ceremony - a dozen tribal chiefs who had recently expressed sympathy for Cybertron sat together. No one dared to mention Cybertron when they talked about their brotherhood, because of Arsen's wife, Rai. This female warrior with the charm of a is stinky with a stinky face, and everyone looks like she wants to slash twice.

Of course, wine and meat are indispensable for entertaining guests.

"Hmm......?

All the chiefs felt something was wrong as soon as they took their first sip and sat around the campfire. On the other side, there are more than a dozen shamans from their respective tribes, who smell the wine when they just pour it.

Drink it now......

"(silenced), Yasen, you (silenced) thing! Why is such a delicious thing only taken out for the brothers to taste now? It's strong enough!" After drinking a large cup in one go, the chief of the Fireblade tribe began to scold: "If you don't bring me some back, I'll duel with you!"

"Drink it all, and leave me an altar for me." Yasen smiled bitterly and waved his hand: "I only have two altars left......

"It's not good to hide your smuggling, Yasin - who drinks two jars?" Sal, the chief of the Frostwolf Tribe, looked at Yasin and quickly poured himself a glass.

"What do I Yasen not share with everyone?--except for my wife and weapons!" Yasen's eyes widened, and he scolded loudly and said bitterly, "But...... But there is only one person who can make this wine, and he may have died. ”

"Who? Lao Tzu will go and save him immediately!" Sal slapped his hands and raised his two-handed sledgehammer. The other dozen chiefs and the shamans they brought with them also raised their weapons, and there was a burst of scolding and scolding, which was magnificent: "Tell me, where are the dwarves or the goblin......s?" Is it imported from the south? It's a bit difficult...... There's no way, we're going to have to form an expeditionary force!--come, come on, let's go get the keel battleship out!"

"The person who can do this is my son. Cybertron's wife, Rai, snorted, "She's going to be killed by your clan's precious Sword Master." ”

"Uh......" Everyone's arrogance became much smaller in an instant, and the chief of the Frostwolf Tribe, Sal, scratched his cheek and said, "Don't say that, Rai." You...... Aren't you also from the Frostwolf Tribe? You're also a Sword Master......"

"The old lady is a sword master, but the old lady is already married, and has nothing to do with the frostwolf clan, and now my name is Lai, Hell Roar, Bulkeso. Snorting from her nose, Cybertron's old lady was unusually strong: "Think about it, if my son dies, none of you will want to drink this kind of wine again." ”

"You're threatening us?woman—" Thrall suddenly became majestic, but his tone immediately changed, "But...... Hurry up and pay tribute, after the festival is over, how about I go to your son myself? I have to drink this wine for less than 10 years! I have to drink it for 20 years less!"

“...... But the memorial service must be carried out at night. A shaman looked at the great sun in the sky and said, "Now ......."

"Eh, you can't die sooner or later, and the Immortal King will never care about it. Hurry up and prepare -- or put the wine down! Just one less and one less!"

"Why?" the old shaman couldn't help but say that he took another big sip, choking on the strong wine and coughing: "Lao Tzu...... Whoever doesn't let Lao Tzu drink, Lao Tzu will abolish him. ”

The memorial ceremony was held in advance.

-- Who remembers O'Grimmar's tune?

A fierce trumpet sounded in front of the tomb of the Immortal King, followed by the earth-shattering war drums, and the sound of trumpets one after another. Like the turbulent sea, the sea is extremely fierce, with a strange and brave and fearless momentum, impacting this land.

In this regard, the memorial ceremony began.

On the other hand, a certain shrine maiden on the back of a dragon is ...... Resurrection.

The flower in her left eye made her a real immortal, and this is the most important reason why she will not die after death, ......right? As a professional chicken practitioner, it was too easy to tempt the battle race, and it was just a matter of waving her hand. Seducing barbarians - that doesn't seem like much of a problem, does it?

...... However, perhaps it was a matter of honor, she did not succeed in seducing or successfully submitting Cybertron, who was to be tempted at the moment...... She learned that it was Cybertron's dad - the forbidden pleasure couldn't be stopped. So she naturally planned to start an interesting capture process, just like the capture of Cybertron.

The results once again proved that ginger is still old and spicy, and the same method cannot be used twice on Saint Seiya.

A pretty face was unceremoniously beaten into a melon by Cybertron's father, and was cut into meat sauce by Cybertron's mother who came later. It was a ...... Adults need to watch under the supervision of a psychopath. But...... Fortunately, people are alive again, which is the greatest comfort, right?

"Shhh...... I really don't know how to pity the fragrance and cherish the jade, which reminds me of where I would if I just became a prostitute. Finally resurrected, naked and naked, she was really a little apprehensive at the moment, and she also understood why Cybertron was so strong: "Phew!--Are all the girls in Bourkeso? rushed over without saying a word, and cut off her head and face, and it looked so powerful." There's no way to fight back...... There is no way, it seems that there is a need for a different way to tempt these barbarians to fall. Well...... What to do, what to do. ”

Since barbarians are known for their strength, they must like it the most. You can summon terrifying creatures or curses that give them new powers. The haughty Bourkeso will eventually sell their souls to themselves willingly, willingly, even hungrily.

Suddenly, however, Zero sensed something different approaching. The ghostly being swooped in on her swiftly and violently like a gale, and then before she could react, she left as quickly as she came.

“...... Fuck it, this damn Ellan!" The pretty girl who usually swears a lot of swear words is even more scolding at this moment, and she scolded loudly in the ice and snow, naked: "What kind of world is this, what the hell is jumping out!--just now, what is that?"