Azeroth Shadow Trail

   Chapter 1045 141. Round up, you should call my brother-in-law

  Blake watched the fool Fina and Little Xingxing leave. He picked up his pipe and looked at the great desert in the distance with a melancholy expression.

   The brain started to work again.

   When he dismissed the meeting before, he said that he wanted to get help from the Druids, but he didn't mean that the Druids should mobilize an army.

   The tactic this time was, to put it bluntly, an enhanced version of the beheading operation. He had his own plan for a ground raid. The smelly pirate meant that he hoped that the Druid Order would send a real boss to help.

  For example, Cenarius outside the forest, such as the arch druid Malfurion Stormrage, who can stand on his own.

   If you can't get such treatment, you should also shoot some senior members to help the hunter to appease the irritable xenogeneic insects and promote the smooth start of the taming work.

   At least in this action, time is life.

   But speaking of which, if Tyrande Windspeaker confirms that she will undertake an important mission, then Malfurion, who is her kiss husband, should come with her.

   That way, Black's odds of winning are even better.

   But those who are only familiar with the style of stinky pirates can be sure that Black did not tell all his plans and preparations.

   His habit of speaking is always half-talking, in order to maintain his mystery and deterrent power as a prophet.

  Black maintained the action of looking at the desert and thinking, and after a few seconds, in the rising smoke, he said:

   "Have you seen enough?

   Hiding in the dark and peeping at me, such a handsome pirate always feels that you have ulterior motives, but if you really admire me, then I don’t mind showing my fanatical fans how to stab a **** in the eye with a sword”

"I did not see anything."

The cold voice of General Shandris Feathermoon came from the shadows of the rear room. She had changed into a set of ranger leather armor that was easy to move, wearing a long cloak of a silver-winged sentinel, and carrying a yew wood horned eagle on her back. bow.

   She said to Blake:

   "What brothers and sisters, what pirate princes, what enemies, I really didn't hear anything."

   "So, you wild elves who live on trees and eat wild fruits are really bad!"

  The smelly pirate said very unhappily:

  "But I won't directly target General Feather Moon, I know you are very difficult to deal with, the combination of a first-class priest of the moon and a third-class legendary hunter is a very difficult enemy even for me.

  I will teach you a lesson.

  Let me think, what is the greatest weakness of the great and steely General Shandris Feathermoon in the legends of the elves? "

   "Hehe, of course you look for my weakness."

   Shandris folded his arms and sneered:

   "From the beginning of the War of the Ancients to the present, countless enemies have tried to find my weakness, and countless opponents have tried to kill me, but they are all dead and I am alive.

   I really look forward to your success. "

   "Indeed, you have the strength to protect the body, the faith to arm the mind, and the decisiveness to act. It is absolutely perfect, and at first glance there is no weakness."

   Black nodded in agreement.

   Then, he rubbed his chin, tilted his head and rubbed his forehead, saying:

"Well, then it looks like if General Shandris is going to be sad, I'll have to go back to what I do as an assassin. Let me think about it, Mr. Jarod Shadowsong, who nearly became the king of elves, is now Where is it?

   Now, he should still be living in seclusion in Ashenvale, right?

   His wife, Ms. Sarah Hill, seems to be pregnant.

  Tsk tsk, what a heartbreaker, playing with Lady Shandris's mind without touching her, instead doing some shy things with a simple girl from the country.

  Would you like to give me a bounty, General Shandris?

  Assassination of pregnant women is a heinous thing, but since I have done so many bad things, I will definitely go to the **** of humans or elves in the future.

   Doing one bad thing is going to hell, so why not do more? After I do 10,000 bad things, I'll be a new legend in hell!

  So, if you ask for a high enough price, I can lose my conscience, as long as Sarah Hill and the child in her womb die, the lonely Jarod Shadowsong may return to your warm embrace.

   As long as you take the initiative.

  Well, at this point, I'm going to sell my golden love potion again.

  This stuff is really powerful, it only takes half a bottle to satisfy your loneliness for 10,000 years.

   Let you and Lord Garrod spend a perfect warm night, do you need me to prepare a wedding room full of flowers for you? If you need to, I can knock him out, strip him naked and tuck him into your bed.

   Don't you guys who are serious on the outside but dirty on the inside like this tune?

   Don’t be embarrassed.

  Tell me, you are a very good guest, General Feather Moon, I am willing to serve you”

   "bass"

   Before the pirate's malicious words were finished, the sharp and cold elf war knife was placed on his neck, and it only took Shandris's light stroke, and the stinky pirate would die here.

   But at the same time, the black and white swords also pressed against the slender neck of General Feather Moon.

   As long as she dares to move, it will be a lose-lose end.

   "You're angry, right? I can see that."

  Black stretched out his hand and squeezed the sharp blade, pushing it away from his neck little by little. He looked back at Shandris, whose eyes were burning with fire and killing intent.

   sneered, reached out and took off his magic mask, shook his golden hair, and said to Shandris:

   "Now you know how unpleasant it feels to be spied on by others and hide in your heart? I hope you can learn a lesson that Tyrande didn't teach you, it's very important to you.

   After all, you need to beat a lot of people to get my weakness.

   A clumsy but capable legendary warrior, a weak princess who can summon a primordial blue dragon with a whistle, and her loyal knight princess like a mad dog.

   and a crazy old man who, as long as you hurt little Jaina with one finger, will immediately rush to Darkshore with the Armada and kill 10,000 elf civilians on the spot, claiming that this is 'reciprocal revenge'.

   And I want your weakness, just snap your fingers.

   Immediately, countless people will rush to Ashenvale for Jarod Shadowsong's life. I can absolutely guarantee that even if you rush back now, you can only collect his body for him.

   Or stitch up his poor corpse from a pool of blood, I hope your sewing is good enough.

  Tsk tsk, look at how angry and scared you are.

So cute. "

   The stinky pirate laughed. He waved his hand to find Sister Salameni, or said with a finger:

   "You may think I'm just like that, but poor girl, when you really face me, you'll know that only ridiculous confidence can't protect you.

  Let's go.

  Let's take a tour of the territory of the Qiraji Empire.

   On the way, I will share with you the secrets of the Shadowsong family. After all, from the perspective of kinship, you should call me 'brother-in-law' now.

  So, don't be angry.

  It's just like my brother-in-law played a little joke with you, I will take good care of you on this trip, poor little one. "

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   Shandris Feathermoon had a gloomy face.

General   Silverwing has not been so angry for a long time. She rode on the saddle of her mistsaber and stared at the smelly pirates in the wind and sand in front of her.

   The left hand is holding the rein, and the right hand is rubbing the yew horned eagle bow.

  The legendary hunter calculated the distance between the two sides and the angle of the shot in his heart, and only needed one arrow.

   Exactly.

   An arrow with the power of the Moon God is enough to smash the evil person in front of him to ashes and send him to hell. A full shot at the limit is enough to ensure that Blake Shaw hits the arrow before he can react.

   "It's not that simple, I can guarantee that your first arrow will never hit me."

   Just when Shandris's thoughts entered an impulse to be executed, Blake's faint voice came from the wind and sand under the dark night ahead, with a sense of ridicule and indifference.

He says:

   "If you want to complete the lore, you must first find a way to seal my legendary power. On a conservative estimate, you need at least three high-level moon priests to cast spells together to create a forbidden magic zone with an area of ​​at least 200 yards.

  You also have to make sure that your first arrow must have supernatural power beyond the legend, otherwise, even if you hit it, you won't be able to kill me in seconds, and once I have the power to counterattack, then you will be dead.

   Well, it seems a bit arrogant to say that.

   Then let me put it another way.

  Before I die, you must lose your beautiful life first.

   I'll make your delicate head into a collectible, and I'll take your head out and admire it on every bad night of being hunted down by Tyrande and the Sisterhood of Elune.

   Remember the goodness of the moment your life was taken away. "

   "Stop being provocative!"

   Shandris said coldly:

   "You think I'll be fooled by such a childish method? Calmness is a virtue shared by all Silver Wing Sentinels. We will not act recklessly out of anger."

   "Oh, then you are really amazing. I admit that I underestimated you. I apologize for my ignorance."

  Black said something insincere.

   He looked at the wall of beetles that was at the end of his sight, and when he and Shandris crossed a dune, he slowed down the speed of the **** warhorse and walked with Shandris.

   whispered again in the sandstorm:

   "You know I'm a pirate who does all kinds of evil, right? A **** like me never suppresses his twisted desires, maybe before I kill you, I have to enjoy my prey.

  By the way, before Jarod went into seclusion, you didn't secretly taste the forbidden fruit with him, did you?

   So, are you still a pure one?

  The virgin of ten thousand years? "

   "bass"

   The elf war sword is unsheathed again.

   Facts have proved that Black's taunts are as powerful as ever. Facing the fire-breathing General Shandris, the pirate covered his stomach and laughed and said:

   "Ha, you're in a hurry! You lost, you were provoked by me? How about the calmness and rationality you are proud of? Is that all you can do? Little girl."

   "Despicable!"

   Shandris looked at Blake's smile, and she felt that the **** in front of her was unreasonable!

   This is not playing a game, how could he say such obscene words without any burden?

  How could Ms. Maiev be with such a person?

   Tucao returned to Tucao, but Shandris did not doubt what Blake said about his close relationship with Lady Shadowsong. As the general of the Silver Wing Sentinel, Shandris also has her own news channels, and she knows some of the changes in Watch Island.

  Although there is no solid evidence, Shandris feels that Black's words should be true.

   He was indeed unclear with Ms. Maiev.

   However, Shandris refused to admit Blake's excessive statement. From the perspective of kinship, he should call him "brother-in-law".

  This is outrageous!

   Not to mention that he and Ms. Maiev did not have a public relationship record, he said that he and Garrod also belonged to the type of hard-to-follow mandarin duck who had no relationship.

  The two have never been together, and naturally they will not be contaminated with the internal affairs of the Shadowsong family.

   But that's what it says.

   Shandris actually wanted to call Blake "brother-in-law".

   But she really can't do it.

  Because of Black's previous provocation, the two should have been at each other's throats, but because of the existence of Maiev Shadowsong, although they have been quarreling and quarreling, there is no deep hostility and hatred.

   "I said, don't tell me you didn't know that Garrod lived in seclusion in Ashenvale."

  Black galloped his horse toward the Beetle Wall, and said to the silent General Feather Moon:

   "I think Garrod must have given you news before he went into seclusion. Others don't know that I can understand. After all, that guy's concealment method is indeed a must.

   But you can't possibly not know.

   The relationship between you and him is simply a perfect and exemplary couple.

   If it weren't for the presence of your adoptive mother that forced you to intervene in Kaldorei politics, you and Jarod would definitely come together, and that poor girl Sarah Hill would never have a chance.

  Why not look for it?

   You will be alone in Feralas for thousands of years, do you really miss him?

   It’s okay to talk. "

   Shandris was silent.

   She is reluctant to reveal the secrets in her heart in front of outsiders, especially when it comes to feelings.

   After all, Shandris Feathermoon has been known in the Kaldorei society as an iron-blooded soldier for 10,000 years. But when facing a prophet, it is impossible for her to have the initiative to talk, and this is not something she can't talk about if she doesn't want to.

   She doesn't even have the power to be silent.

   She knew that if she didn't answer Blake's question, the villain who seemed to be omniscient would definitely come up with more of his own black stuff.

   In desperation, Shandris could only be forced to "relax his defenses".

  General Featheryue glanced at the dim moonlight tonight, she was running in a silent desert, and said in a melancholy and uninterested tone like a literary girl:

   "What if we meet? He has already made a choice. Although I know he is in the same pain as me, it is irreversible.

   Both of them feel uncomfortable when they meet each other, so they might as well not see each other.

  At least I know that he can enjoy peace in Ashenvale, no longer coerced by those annoying politics, and he can finally live the life he wants.

  Sarah Hill is also good, a good girl who will take care of people.

   I will only bless them. "

"you sure?"

  Blake squinted his eyes and said:

   "Don't you have any resentment in your heart? You know, if you weren't Tyrande's adopted daughter, then you and Garrod might have three or four children by now."

   "How can I resent my Mindo?"

   Shandris glared at Blake, who was talking nonsense, and she said:

   "Without Mindo, I would have died long before the War of the Ancients began. What's more, the tragedy between me and Garrod is not Mindo's fault, and Mindo has been encouraging me to come together with him.

   She even supported me to give up my duty to pursue my love, I just... I just couldn't let Mindo go alone and carry the heavy duty of the Kaldorei alone. "

"Indeed, Ms. Tyrande is a very good lady and a basically qualified ruler in all aspects. Back then, the Elune Sisters secretly forced Jarod to live in seclusion, and it was the right choice to push her to power. "

  Black nodded and said:

   "But you mother and daughter are really the same weak and passive in emotional matters. Tyrande chose Malfurion, but hurt Illidan, causing the three to become entangled.

   You.

  You are even more 'excellent'. You could have been happy if you followed Jarrod, but your mother agreed, but you still stubbornly stayed.

   is embarrassed to appear in this picture.

   You really can't compare to Rashahir in this regard.

  The country girl knows that she can't hesitate when she has to make a decision, she decides that she has to go all the way.

  You don't understand.

   You hurt yourself and the man who loves you deeply. "

  Shandis' expression under the hood became more and more sad. Although she hated Blake, she had to admit that this stinky pirate really understood people's hearts.

  's words pierced her biggest regret, making her unable to maintain the attitude of the iron-blooded soldier.

   "It's useless to say that now."

   Shandris gritted his teeth and said:

   "He has chosen Sarah Hill, they are very happy, I don't want to disturb them. Stop talking about this topic, you villain, will you be happy to see me sad?"

"certainly."

  Black nodded shamelessly and said:

   "I enjoy the pain of others, your grief makes me happy, that's my secret to staying in a good mood, don't tell anyone else.

   But if you can put aside your vigilance against me and regard me as a trusted friend, I can give you some advice.

   Don't you want Jarod to come back to you? "

   "What nonsense are you talking about?"

General    Hazuki scoffed at Black's words, she said:

   "Not to mention that laying down your guard in front of a world-famous conspirator and villain is simply courting death, even if I want to believe you?

   The matter between me and Garrod is too complicated, you can't just make it up with a random idea. "

   "Of course you can."

  Blake whistled, the desert wind blew his blond hair, and he said casually:

   "But it doesn't hurt to hear it, right? Maybe I can give you a miracle?"

   (end of this chapter)