Panda’s Self-cultivation

　　 The drunken wind in Booty Bay, at this time there is no need to worry about the misfortune of the alliance.

　　 It's a pity that Drunk Wind didn't expect that his honeymoon trip was interrupted by two unexpected guests...

　　 Right at the door of the most famous Sailor’s House in Booty Bay, Drunk Wind saw a bear.

　　 The bear stared at Zuifeng, and after blinking his eyes he let out a low roar, giving Zuifeng a subtle and ominous premonition.

　　 Sure enough, he just took Onyxia into the hall and was stopped.

　　 "Hey! Are you drunk?"

　　 The familiar Pandaren language made Zuifeng unable to help turning his head back.

　　 In the best location of the entire hotel, there are two people sitting-an orc and a panda.

　　 was talking about the chubby Pandaren who looked fatter than Zuifeng (at least Zuifeng thought so), wearing a black jacket with the buttons tightly taut. A big hat was carried on his back, and there was a huge wine barrel next to it.

　　Although this guy's lower body is dressed up by the table, Drunk Wind has completely recognized him.

　　 "Hi, hello, my name is Chen, Chen Stormstout!"

　　 As expected!

　　 As for the orc next to him, Drunk Wind saw his Batman-like mask and the two axes on the barrel, combined with the bear at the entrance of the tavern——

　　 "This is Lexar, we meet again."

　　 Perceiving Onyxia's "Do you know?" gaze, Drunk Wind covered her face.

　　 Where did these two light bulbs come from? ! My honeymoon!

　　……………………

In the end, Drunk Wind was pulled to the seat by two familiar people, while Onyxia sat aside with great interest, listening to the old Chen Taotao's endless recount of his various experiences after meeting Rexxar— —Anyway, for the Black Dragon Queen, there is no rush to delay for ten days and a half.

　　 For Black Dragon, is ten days and a half months still considered time?

"So except for occasional wandering in the forest, you two have been waiting for news from me in Booty Bay?" After listening to Lao Chen's account, Drunk Feng felt very unbelievable, "What are you looking for? Kesa has already left the tribe?"

　　 "He always sells things and doesn't tell me." Rexxar squinted at Old Chen. "He always says he will talk about it when he sees you."

　　 "Ahem..." Old Chen cleared his throat, "That's it, I've been to the Burning Plains before I met Rexxar-is that the name?"

　　 "That's right." Zuifeng nodded, "It's a famous place."

"There are quite a few dwarfs there, all covered in black, claiming to be dark iron dwarves." Old Chen raised his head and took a gulp of beer. "Didn't you say that dwarves are good at brewing, so I sneaked into their bar ."

　　 "Black Iron Bar?" Zuifeng raised his eyebrows.

　　 "Yes, right there!" Old Chen slapped the table excitedly with his big hand, "That's the most exciting bar I have ever seen!"

　　 "Excitement?" Onyxia became interested, "I heard my brother say that the dark iron dwarves there are not so good-tempered?"

"Actually, your brother is very right." Old Chen nodded, "I got into that bar but it took a lot of effort-through a group of interesting black dwarves called the Thorium Brotherhood, they promised me Go in."

　　 Zuifeng was stunned.

　　 "How did you get in touch with the Thorium Brotherhood??"

　　 Drunk Wind really can’t understand how a Pandaren got involved with the group of dark iron dwarves who can’t talk.

　　 "Oh, I invited them to drink, in a sentry post. They said that my wine was pretty good-so they recommended me to fight with people."

　　 "Who can drink better than?" Drunk Feng remembered the time when he and Brian Bronze must have a drink.

　　 "No, no, no, it's better than someone else's brew-so I was invited to the Dark Iron Bar and tasted their dark iron beer."

　　 "How is it?" Hearing the famous Dark Iron Beer, Drunk Wind also became interested, "Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious." Old Chen nodded solemnly, "Although the throat will be sour and spicy after drinking, the wine itself is absolutely the best. Although I am not very sensitive to the elements, but from the dark iron beer, I It smells of a flowing fire element."

　　 "Fire element?" Onyxia frowned, "It seems that my brother's guess is correct. These black dwarves are not related to the fire element."

"You are right. I saw a lot of active fire element entities along the way." Old Chen nodded with approval, "But this is not the point. The point is that the fermented beer in that hot place is too cheap. I I have thought of many plans, but the brewed wine is either too strong to make people drink it, or too light to be comparable to black iron spirits.

　　 "So you want to find me?"

"Yes, when I was collecting materials, I heard another kind of dwarf say that there is a panda called Zuifeng who can also make wine, and that the Erguotou you made is very popular in Booty Bay. Then I came here and tried it. Here comes your wine. I found that you have an unusual purification process that can improve the quality of the wine at a lower cost, so I have been waiting here."

　　 "Then how did you get mixed up with Rexxar? And Rexxar, your army is now dispersed?"

　　"I don’t know ~www.ltnovel.com~ Mentioned the army, and Rexxar put his unhappiness on his face.

　　 Old Chen hugged Rexxar: "Hey, don't do this! After revenge, don't keep the pain in your heart-pain is not the right way to miss."

　　 Rexxar didn't say a word, but poured a big cup of Erguotou severely.

　　 Then there is the second cup, the third cup.

　　 After three glasses of wine, Rexxar was a little excited.

　　 "Damn it." The Beastmaster mumbled vaguely, "My tribe, what's the matter with my people? Abandoned the ancestors' teachings, to get rid of the **** evil energy, huh~"

　　 "Do not pursue honor, just kill."

　　 "Even the animal companions are not spared, how can they get their mouths..."

　　 Finally, Rexxar lay motionless on the table, snoring evenly to tell Drunk Wind that the Beastmaster had fallen asleep.

"Looks like this guy is much better." Old Chen whispered, "Every time I mentioned his past before, he didn't say a word--even if I was drunk. I only know his. The animal companion died in the hands of the people of their tribe, and it seems to have been eaten."

　　 After a lot of effort, Old Chen and Zuifeng carried Rexxar back to the room.

　　 "Old Chen, what are you looking for from me? Just for the purpose of purifying skills?" Finally the tossing was over, and the drunk wind wiped a sweat.

"Originally, now there is a little more - I haven't paid here yet. I told the boss that you are my fellow townsman, and you will pay my bills." Seeing that Drunk Feng's face was not very good, Old Chen quickly explained "I don’t want you in vain—where do you need a thug? As long as it’s not doing bad things~www.ltnovel.com~you are welcome to visit and read the latest, fastest and hottest serial works~www.ltnovel.com ~For mobile users, please go to read.