Starting from World of Warcraft, the wind swept the world

"Oh, what a broken place. "Nelgo was wandering around the hill, looking for the cave where Charlie lived.

According to Garlock, the old witch always moves, so even he doesn't know where she lives, so he can only give a rough range.

You

said that you killed people's wives, and you are not afraid to stay around here for all these years?

But whenever you meet someone else, a suspicion is enough to burn you to ashes.

Nairgo

drank his saliva, sat in the shade for a moment, and then planned to get up and continue searching.

"What are you looking for?" the voice of a female orc reached his ears.

Nairgo looked at it, it was a face... It can only be said that it is very in line with the aesthetics of orcs, but not in line with the aesthetics of Nelgo.

The age is not old, that is, it does not look robust, which should be given a bad review, which is not very suitable for the aesthetics of orcs.

"I'm just a passer-by. Nairgo thought to himself, I am afraid that this is not the goal of his mission, he moved his mind, and complained: "The chief sent me to pick up the shaman of the clan to go home, but I got lost, there is no way, I can only find a cave to spend the night first." "

Passers-by? Passers-by are good!

I like passers-by.

"What about your companions?" asked Charlie, "It's getting dark, it's not safe here at night, and some elemental creatures and beasts wander here from time to time." "

Companion? Where do I have a companion? Nairgo's face was bitter, "Even Rastaha is dead, that's my favorite wolf."

Charli's heart is full of joy, look at this orc, so strong, if he absorbs his life force, then he will definitely be able to extend his life a lot!

She pointed to the gradually dimming sky and said, "If you don't dislike it, how about spending the night with me?"

The female orc laughed hehe, and threw out a few "flattering eyes" to provoke Nelgo's heart.

He felt bitter in his heart, and his smile naturally couldn't see where to go, "Forget it, I'd better hurry up and find the shaman, I advise you to hurry home, I don't know if there are elemental creatures nearby, but the beast is really fierce."

"You're looking for a shaman, so do you look like me." Charlie smiled, "You just got the right person." "

So you're a shaman nearby?" Nairgo seemed to raise hope at once, "What shall I call you?"

Charlie pointed ahead and said, "That's my home." "

You shamans live here?" asked Nairgo suspiciously.

"No, I'm alone. Charlie's pretentiousness made Nairgo a little unbearable.

How old are you?

Why is the old woman in a virgin state!

"I still have important things to do..." Nairgo's

unsteadiness made Charlie secretly happy, "Hehe, don't be shy..." She pulled Nelgo and said: "Just ahead, after tonight, it's not too late to find it."

Nairgo hesitated, "It's not okay.

"What's wrong with that, I don't mean anything else..."

In the end, Nairgo "couldn't get rid of" Charlie's enthusiasm, and could only let her lead the way in front.

But who expected that when Charli was still happy in her heart, Nairgo suddenly became difficult.

He took advantage of Charli to lead the way, and punched him, and the female orc who hit was dizzy and dizzy.

Another punch, Nairgo seemed to use all his strength to hit him in the eye socket, making her look like she was blind, "Say, did you kill Dahaka!"

For him now, don't say whether it is a beating or a violent question, what is particular is a preemptive attack, and the natural answer will come to her.

Charli's face was full of resentment, and there was a feeling of wanting to kill in her eyes, it could be said that she was not a demon hunter, otherwise an eye edge with a damage of up to a million would have shot directly.

He now knew that Nairgo was not a passerby at all, but someone sent by Garlock.

Another

punch hit her in the abdomen, poor Charlie was just a spellcaster, where could she withstand Nairgo's punch?

"I'll suck your life force dry, just like her!" chanted Charlie's spell viciously, an ominous black-purple glow in her hand.

But before she could finish reading, Nelgo covered her mouth with his hand, and punched her eyes and the bridge of her nose twice.

Her mouth was crooked, and her nose was down.

He also scolded: "Bah, dog thing, you are also worthy of absorbing my life force?" No

one is stupid, you a spell caster was put in the face by me, can I wait for you to put a spell?

Nelgo pulled out a dagger, cut her tongue with a sharp blade, and then kicked her kneecap, "I should let you know the blood debt today!"

After all, it was Garlock's enemy, and he would probably be happy after seeing her.

Not often.

There was a bang outside the door of Garok's room.

The old shaman walked out the door on crutches and saw Nairgo with a dusty face, dragging one...

"Mentor," Nairgo spat at Charlie, "I already understand, this witch is indeed a murderer, and she used evil spells to absorb your wife's life force!

"Besides, it's your wife's favorite burn-out flower." Nairgo pulled out the flowers that were as brilliant as fire from his pocket.

Garlock heard that it was Charlie who killed his wife, and his eyes were immediately red, and the fury in the orc's body was instantly displayed, "You miscellaneous!" Garlock

cursed Charli's evil deeds angrily, and at the same time even ignored his own staff and crutches, and threw it aside and grabbed her neck, "I swear I will take out the murderer's heart and tear it apart, and you, Miscellaneous, are you ready?"

Hearing Nairgo say that he had obtained the burnt flower, a line of tears flowed from his eyes, "Well done, well done."

"I should have thought of you..."

Nelgo suddenly interjected, "Mentor, I cut her tongue to prevent her from chanting spells.

"Well done!" Garlock said without thinking, "but it's not enough!" Hearing

this, Nairgo knew that if Garlock had any Manchu Ten Tortures in his hands, he would have to use all of them to Charli on the spot, but even if he didn't, it was almost the same, because Nelgo could hear Garlock's cursing until he returned to the room and closed his eyes....

Later, according to other shamans who were lucky enough to see the process, Garlock cut her flesh while treating her that night.

He had learned the punishment of Ling Chi without a teacher.