Seeing the two thin pink-skinned bodies appear in front of him, Durotan suddenly showed a panicked look, and kept looking behind each other, as if looking for something in the empty snow.

Seeing this, Lan Luos couldn't help but smile slightly: "Don't look at it, aren't they all here?"

"You mean?!" Glancing at the beautiful girl with an indifferent face in front of her, the Frostwolf Chief noticed for the first time that he could also let out a scream as sharp as a woman.

Nodding, Lan Luo didn't give the other party a chance to stay on this issue: "If it's possible, I'm willing to talk to you in detail in the future." ”

"But I'm running out for time, and I need to talk to you about the Red Scourge. ”

As Lanlos expected, the moment he mentioned this question, Durotan immediately straightened up at a very fast speed: "Is there any progress?"

"Do you know the Draenei?" Ranros's rhetorical question caught Durotan off guard.

In the impression of most orcs, the Draenei are gentle and mysterious, and the few appearances of the year are only to purchase basic materials in the hands of the orcs. Of course, there were occasional skirmishes between the two sides, but other than that there was hardly any communication.

Although there are some conspiracy theories among the clan that the Draenei have malicious intentions, because these blue-skinned aliens do not have much competition or entanglement with their survival, it is natural that they will not pay attention to them.

But for Durotan, it's more than that.

As a young man, Durotan befriended an orc friend from another clan, Orgrim Hammer of Doom. Although his father was only an adjutant to the chief of the Blackstone clan, this surname was destined for him to inherit the supreme glory of his ancestors.

The heir to the clan and the heir to the hammer of destruction, the friendship between the two is therefore representative of the clan. After all, in the orc society, in order to prevent the various clans from fighting among themselves, the clans have a heart for each other, not only will they not stay too much in other people's territories, but they even rely on the Koshhag festival for communication.

However, the impulsiveness and courage of the young people led the two to ignore the warnings of the older generation and spend more and more time together outside of the festival.

What can two big men do together? In addition to picking up soap, they tend to compare themselves in strength.

During a race in the sunset, the two break into the lush Teroka Forest, where they are unfortunate enough to encounter an angry Hammer Ogre. Although Durotan and Orgrim were stronger than their peers, they were only two bear children at the time, and they did not have the strength to defeat an ogre.

Under the ferocious attack of the enemy, the two young men had no choice but to flee for their lives.

Luckily, the Draenei Ranger Scouts had been following the uninvited guests who had penetrated deep into Draenei's territory, and they arrived in time to shoot the monster with arrows. Admiring Durotan and Orgrimmar's courage, and knowing that there were other dangers lurking in the forest, Ranger Captain Restaran eventually took them to a nearby station in Draenei, a village called Termo.

This surprise visit was the first official contact between the orcs and the Draneers, and the leader of the draenei, the prophet Viren, even received the two in person.

In the end, the representatives of the two sides reached an agreement on harmonious coexistence and harmonious development......

"How did you ......" Durontan's surprise was not unfounded, after all, Lanlos had already revealed his identity as a visitor from another world, how did he learn about this mysterious blue-skinned race?

"Well, that's a long story, but I don't think you're interested in listening to my tirade, so it's imperative that I get in touch with them first. Shifting his attention without a trace, Lanlos didn't have that much patience to explain anything.

"You mean, the Draenei have a cure for fever?"

"All I can say is that it's possible. Weighing it up, Lanros said.

On this issue, Lanlos did not follow through to his usual tricks of deception, and his honesty was surprisingly honest.

"If this really solves the plague plague......" After pondering for a while, Durotan seemed to have made a decision, raised his head, and said solemnly, "I can help you enter the territory of the Draenei." ”

Hearing this, Lanlos smiled, everything was under control.

Of course, with the power of the Holy Light in the hands of the Draenei, it is reasonable to deal with this dark curse, but don't forget that the source of this curse is Kil'Gardan, how could the fraudsters not guard against them?

Therefore, when it comes to the Draenei, Lanlos has his own careful thoughts. Even if they can't lift the orc's curse, there is a good chance that these visitors from the other world will help him and Tyri solve the Shadows' troubles.

What's more, on the grounds of fever, he would not refuse to help himself if he wanted to come to Durotan. With this acquaintance's matchmaking, he was able to approach the Holy Light Prophet Viren as fast as he could.

Just like it is now.

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Despite Durontan's permission, reaching out to the Draenei is not as simple as it is lip service. Frostfire Ridge is a lofty mountain located at the northwestern tip of the entire continent, while the territory of the Draenei is located in the central part of the continent, north of the lush rainforest Teroka Forest.

Such a long and dangerous journey is not a simple walk.

Placing the wolfskin helmet on top of the other's head and stroking the sharp fangs and supple fur on it, Drakar was not as worried as ordinary humans when they bid farewell to their lovers, and their confident eyes not only gave the other party encouragement, but also trust and love.

Despite Garrad's breach of the Dota fortress, Vogaard was still threatened by the exiled Ogre of the Canmale Castle, and with the daily hunting missions, Durotan did not bring any guards, except for Drektar and Night, of course.

Although the team configuration of the two wolves was a little rudimentary, Lan Luo didn't feel cold at all.

Durotan

Medium-sized humanoids

Strength 20, Agility 25, Intelligence 17, Constitution 18, Perception 17, Charisma 23

is worthy of being the father of the chosen son, judging from the panel alone, Lan Luo is very tragic to find that if he does not enter the demon form, he is likely to be beaten by the other party.

Extraordinary agility is no joke, and Durotan's years of experience in hunting down enemies have given him great survivability and combat skills. Lanlos knew very well that even if he was full firepower, it would be difficult for him to kill a powerful survival hunter.

As for the charm......

Well, the other party is a leader-level figure after all......

Feeling something, Telygosa, who was following closely by Lanros, snorted very coquettishly. Strange, where does the sour taste come from?

Seeing that the elven mage in a brand-new robe was ready, Durotan nodded, took out a simple map made of leather from his bosom, and pointed to one of the jungle areas with almost no markings: "There is a relatively safe route from Frostfire Ridge to the Teroka Forest, but it needs to pass through Golrond, and it will take half a month to say the least. But now that you've said you're pressed for time, I think we can follow the coastline all the way south. ”

"On the other hand, the danger of this route is not just that of ogres. After speaking, the frostwolf chief glanced at the other party with slanted eyes, and the meaning was self-evident.

In his opinion, Lanloth's weak body did not look like a warrior or a hunter. On the contrary, the pale, powder-skinned man apparently couldn't even hold a tabu sheep.

Lanlos just laughed at this subtle hint: "Thank you for your concern, but it's too much." ”

"I hope so. Despite his surprise, Durotan didn't bother and immediately nodded to the orc guards behind him. Soon, two snow-white frost wolves stepped forward.

After seeing that the creatures that were about to ride on his back were these two pink skins, the two terrifying beasts immediately bared their teeth and let out a low roar, even to the comfort of their former partners.

Obviously, in their eyes, these two elves only deserve to be their food, not their masters, even temporarily.

Seeing this, Durotan showed an embarrassed look. But before he could say anything, Lanros smiled mysteriously, and his footsteps shifted to give way, and a frost-covered Terri stepped forward.

The cry of the ice and snow seemed to converge at this moment, cautiously, as if afraid of angering some powerful being. As for the two frost wolves who swore to death, they silently lowered their proud heads under the silent and cold gaze of the Blue Dragon Lady.

They're in fear!

Seeing the hair on the face of the frostwolf companion, who was not even afraid in front of Goron, trembled slightly, Durontan's face was full of surprise, but he was quickly relieved when he remembered the lady's true appearance.

Beasts are inherently sentient, and they can distinguish between prey and hunters faster than many other humanoid races that consider themselves to be intelligent. Although incomprehensible, the dragons' innate aura of high-ranking creatures was enough to easily gain their respect.

"Good. Without the slightest consciousness of eating soft rice, Lan Luos walked to the nearby frost wolf prostrate on the ground, turned over and jumped up in a dashing manner, as if he did not hear the low voice of the frost wolf under his crotch, and waved his big hand, quite a momentum of leading the trip.

"Let's go!"