The city of Danollen is 100 meters high, the city gate is made of fine iron, this city has been majestic for hundreds of years, and the holy capital that was once the most prosperous human race is now like an old man in the twilight, full of wind and frost.

Countless memories of Danollen flashed through Arthas's mind, "Emperor, Danollen is the glory of my clan, our ancestors have been in the same lineage for thousands of years, and now your father has handed it over to you, you must protect it with your life!" This was the night before he left the imperial capital on his expedition, his father dragged his seriously ill body and said something to him at the head of the city, these words were like a mountain and weighed down his breath.

The heavy mechanical sound sounded, and the two heavy giant doors slowly opened, and the Death Prophet and Balazar had already greeted them with a large group of Forgotten Banshees and Dark Rangers, Yu Wenlie didn't dare to take two steps and hugged his fists and smiled when he saw this pomp and circumstance: "Lord Death Prophet!

Seeing Yu Wenlie's white hair, the Death Prophet was slightly surprised, clenched his fists and saluted: "Lord Yan Huang is far away, and it is a sin not to be far away!" Originally, there was a teleportation array in the two places, and Yuwenlie could go directly to Dan Nuolun through the guò teleportation array.

Yu Wenlie greeted the senior executives of Dan Nolun one by one, and then chuckled: "To be precise, I disturbed the adults, and it was only because the eldest sister came to the rescue last time that I was saved from the scourge of the guards, but unfortunately the eldest sister left in a hurry, and I didn't even drink a glass of wine, I really don't want to go!

The Death Prophet glanced at Arthas intentionally or unintentionally, but Arthas had already put on a wide robe and covered his body tightly, and the Death Prophet didn't care, he took two steps forward and approached Yu Wenlie and said in a deep voice: "The Lich King has become a god and shocked the world, and the dark races are uneasy, these days the old body plans to visit the Lord with His Majesty, but unfortunately I heard that the Lord went to the Far North, and now it is better for the Lord to visit in person, please inside!" The Prophet of Death walked sideways and Yu Wenlie side by side towards the city, and Arthas behind him silently looked at the grass and trees of Danolen along the way, and the fragments in his memory continued to coincide, and the noise of the bustling street market sounded faintly in his ears.

Under the leadership of the Death Prophet, he walked through the alleyway, came to the underground passage, turned to the Palace of Forgetfulness, and came to the Palace of Forgetfulness, the Prophet of Death stopped, and retreated from Banazar and the others: "The old body has some things to deal with, Lord Yan Huang will talk to His Majesty first!" The Death Prophet bowed and retreated.

Yu Wenlie looked at the back of the Death Prophet leaving a little inexplicable, turned his head to Arthas and said, "Let's go!" and Arthas stepped into the Palace of Oblivion before and after, as soon as he entered the door, a strong smell of wine came to his nose, Sylvanas was half-lying on the throne, carrying the wine jar and pouring wine, seeing Yu Wenlie walk in, he threw a jar of vitality wine to Yuwenlie, and shouted with a strong sense of wine: "Yuwenlie...... You're here, come and drink with me!"

Yu Wenlie now somewhat understands why the Prophet of Death let him come in first, it turned out that Sylvanas was drinking, looking at the jars and jars on the ground, it seems that alcoholism is not a day, Yu Wenlie caught the wine jar, and did not immediately open the altar to drink, hugged the wine jar and said: "The mood is different, the bearing of this wine is also different, is the eldest sister drinking happy wine or sad wine?"

Sylvanas shook the jar of wine in his hand with a strong sense of wine, struggled to sit up, and shouted vaguely, "Call you...... Huh......" Sylvanas rubbed her eyes in disbelief, she found that Yu Wenlie was full of white hair, staggered to her feet, stumbled towards Yu Wenlie, and plunged into Yu Wenlie's arms due to unsteady steps, grabbed Yu Wenlie's chest, raised her head and screamed with a mouthful of wine in her arms.

Sylvanas tugged at Yu Wenyeol's hair, and anger flashed in his eyes, "Say! Who turned you into this ghost?"

Yu Wenlie slapped open the wine jar and drank all the jar of wine in one breath, raised his head and closed his eyes, his throat choked a little and said: "Onexia, she is dying for me!" Yu Wenlie's words were very slow, and every word weighed a thousand pounds.

Sylvanas let go of Yu Wenlie, her eyes were a little clear, and there was a touch of gloom in her eyes, she could hear the pain in Yu Wenlie's heart, and reached out and patted Yu Wenlie on the shoulder and said: "The deceased is gone, I believe she doesn't want to see you in such pain, I used to have a deep prejudice against her, here I apologize to her!" Sylvanas bowed deeply to Yu Wenlie, and sprinkled half of the jar of wine in his hand on the ground to salute Onexia.

Sylvanas punched Yu Wenlie's chest and said, "Come! Today we don't get drunk and don't go home, and we will mix all the unhappiness in our hearts with wine and drink it!" Sylvanas noticed Arthas standing not far away at this time and said in surprise: "Brother Yanhuang has another subordinate with unpredictable strength, don't stand still, come and drink together!" Sylvanas secretly kept his mind in the scriptures, Arthas couldn't detect a trace of vitality in his body, and he was a master with unfathomable strength.

Yu Wenlie glanced back at Arthas, and had already noticed that Sylvanas had paid attention to Arthas, and knew that if he concealed it any longer, it would probably cause Sylvanas's dissatisfaction, and said, "Big brother, you just show up!" Arthas ripped off his robe when he heard this.

Sylvanas's eyes shrank, and then a fierce murderous intent erupted in his eyes, the dark armor on his body tore the ranger robe on his body, revealing hideous bone spurs, revealing endless anger and glaring at Yu Wenlie, her eyes were almost spitting fire, she was not afraid of death or the priestly cultivation of the Lich King, what made him most angry was that he had always regarded Yu Wenlie as a brother, but he didn't expect Yu Wenlie to betray her.

Sylvanas made a full moon with the bone bow in his hand, and the arrow was aimed at Yu Wenlie, and the arrow had already locked on Yu Wenlie, and it would rather be a broken jade than a complete tile, Sylvanas already knew that today's catastrophe was inevitable, and what she hated the most was Yu Wenlie's betrayal.

Under Sylvanas's arrow, Yu Wenlie didn't have any measures to deal with the enemy, and calmly looked at Sylvanas and said: "Eldest sister, I took my eldest brother to the Forgotten Palace without your permission, if you are angry, kill me with an arrow, I would rather lose this cruel life than have a rift with my eldest sister!"

Sylvanas's expression slowed slightly, but he still stared at Yu Wenlie and sneered, "Do you think I will believe your nonsense again?" The fluctuation of Sylvanas's vitality attracted the Death Prophet and others outside the temple. Since everyone didn't know the Lich King, they thought it was an ordinary paladin, and when they saw Yu Wenlie and Sylvanas fighting each other, they were confused for a while.

"Wait!" Arthas, who had been silent, raised his head to look at Sylvanas, and when he saw Arthas's eyes and face, Sylvanas suddenly returned to the undead legions in the ice and snow and everywhere, and they supported each other back to back, struggling on that road of no return.

Arthas was silent for a while, looked at Sylvanas and said: "This time I begged the second brother to bring me to see you, he will not betray his friends even if he sacrifices his life, if you really can't eliminate the grudge against the second brother, you can shoot me with this arrow, I don't want the second brother to lose this friendship that is more important than his life for me, I just want to say the words that have been held in my heart for more than 30 years when I came here today! This sentence was forced to form a shì back then, and it has been pressed in my heart!" Sylvanas' hand holding the bone arch began to tremble a little.

The corners of Arthas's mouth hooked up the most sincere smile and said, "Thank you!" Although it is two words, it is full of all the emotions of him and Sylvanas, and these two words have been pressed in Arthas's heart for thirty years, and today they are finally spit out!