In fact, just as the ugly man from a poor family complains, some people sometimes don’t like to follow the right path, especially when they can’t catch up with them.

The Blood Cross Guild had experienced poaching many times before, but unfortunately, except for the success of the first one, the success rate was zero at other times!

Anyone who can officially join the Blood Cross Guild is repeatedly selected by Zoer Murphy. I can't guarantee anything else. Maybe the skills are not good, maybe the online time is not long enough, and the personality is different, but there will definitely be no problem with the mind.

Every player who joins the Blood Cross Guild has the kind of firm personality and is very qingchu who wants to do, what he should do, and what he can do. He will never be confused by external forces!

Therefore, the previous poaching was done without any effect, but this made the little guys very angry.

Dowl Murphy couldn't help but shake his head, really not commenting.

However, these two people also kept their spirits. Obviously, since a professional guild has appeared, then maybe many people will probably encounter poaching next!

At present, Zoer and Murphy asked Maomao to tell you what they had encountered before.

Maomaoyu curled his lips and said everything in just a few words. In fact, it is very simple to put it bluntly, and it has something to do with Chen Feng.

It is said that Chen Feng, a brother, was also playing World of Warcraft. Then, by chance, one of his cousins' classmates had some contact with a professional guild, and then he turned around and Chen Feng's identity was exposed. After all, the Blood Cross Guild had no intention of hiding its identity.

What? Since the dust storm is exposed, how could it be the catfish that is poached?

This is not simple. Apart from the copy of the news of the Blood Cross Guild, many of the news are not so confidential. There is one thing that many people know about, that is, Chen Feng and Mao Mao Yu are cousins ​​in reality, and then naturally found the news of Mao Mao Yu.

No matter who you are, as long as you have a brain, it is more important, which is more important, the members of Chenfeng, the elite group 1 and Maomaoyu, the second group.

After hearing the words of Maomaoyu, the poor man from the family frowned and said, "Chenfeng. It's not me that you should treat such people as brothers!"

Chen Feng snorted coldly and said, "It's already on the blacklist!"

Obviously, this incident also made Chen Feng extremely unhappy.

"That's good!" The little guys nodded one after another.

Maomaoyu said, "When it comes to this, the family is poor, and it will be your turn next time?"

"It's my turn?" The poor man from the family said ugly: "If they dare to poach me, I will ask them for a thousand or eight million first! Tell me, I'm not short of money anyway!"

The little guys rolled their eyes, but they also knew that the ugly man from the poor family was telling the truth. The ugly man from the poor family was a businessman, or the kind who was quite big, so this kid naturally did not lack money.

After hearing what Catfish said, Drow Murphy looked at each other and began to think about it.

There is definitely no problem with the elite team of the Blood Cross Guild. So, should they review the ordinary staff of the Blood Cross Guild?

Well, don’t rush. Sometimes some things are unhurried.

At that moment, after Zoer Murphy comforted them a few words, he called the little guys into the Temple of Anqira.

However, after this incident came out, the little guys' emotions became strange.

It’s not a depressed person, but...it’s awkward no matter how you look at it!

The old prophet Skram was successfully killed, and Zhuoer rubbed his forehead and said, "I said. You are almost the same! Didn't I just say it? You don't have to worry about this for the time being, just open up the wasteland copy honestly!"

The poor man from the family didn't even tweak his ugly eyes, and said, "Boss, have we done something wrong? He killed the old prophet Scram in just twenty minutes after entering the dungeon!"

Zhuoer shook his head slightly and said, "I know I'm very upset about this. All we can do now is to continue working hard to unlock the boss below!"

Maomaoyu sat on the floor while drinking water and said carelessly: "Then let me forget about it when I was poached this time?"

Murphy sighed and said, "So, Catfish, what do you want?"

A silence.

Murphy also rubbed his forehead and said, "Don't you use this kind of thing as a reason to tell stories every time?"

"We didn't say it!" This sentence was a rebuttal in unison.

Murphy put aside his image, rolled his eyes fiercely, and shouted, "You didn't say it, but you obviously mean it!"

The little guys continued to remain silent.

Yes, silence is always a good way to protest.

At least, the little guys from the Blood Cross Guild like it very much.

Since these little guys were silent, Dow Murphy simply stopped talking, let's see who has played with whom.

It turns out that others can stop talking, but Zhuoer still has to command as a rl. But these little guys are "performing" what silence is and gold is, and it is a bit painful to command.

The second princess, Lord Kerry and Vim, are fine. After knowing the way of playing, these three bosses are still easy to deal with.

It is not too difficult for the third brother to defend Sartula in the war. The real trouble lies in the ghost passage full of insects!

This passage requires command to be done in one go, but now the little guys are in a state of not speaking, without any tricks, and they have been repeatedly destroyed several times. After looking at it, the time has jumped to ten o'clock. Zhuoyou was helpless and could only turn to look at Murphy.

As for Murphy, he naturally had already accepted his fate and opened the document and said, "Okay, you are amazing, you are awesome! Since I want to hear the story, I will say that I will give you a rest during this period! Of course, because this story is an excuse for you to hear, don't blame me for not understanding the story I read!"

"No!" As expected, Zoer Murphy compromised. The little guys who had just been stolen and cheered.

Murphy hummed a few times, closed the document at hand and replaced another document.

Obviously, these little guys successfully provoked her.

war.

In the eyes of some people in Kenretto, the world of Azeroth was nothing but constant struggle and bloodshed. Before the establishment of the Lordaeron Alliance, this was the territory of trolls. Finally, when humans finally defeated this evil race, the orcs fell from the sky in another strange world and invaded this continent for the first time. In the early stages of the war, the barbaric and powerful invaders seemed irresistible, but gradually, the unilateral cruel massacre turned into a stalemate between the two sides. The war always had to pay the price, and for some reason it brought thousands of casualties to the alliance and the tribe. For many years, Kenretto thought that the war would continue endlessly.

But in the end it all ended. Later, the alliance defeated the tribe and finally won a comprehensive victory. Even the great orc chief, the legendary hero Orgrim, the Hammer of Destruction, could not stop the alliance from moving forward, and was even captured by humans in the end. Except for a few escaped tribes, the remaining invaders were all besieged and under the close surveillance of the Knights of the Silver Hand. For many years, long-term peace finally had a definite tendency, not a distant dream.

However, an uneasy mood still enveloped Kenretto's elders. This is also the reason why the senior officials held this meeting in the Air Council Hall. The reason why this room was called this name is because it had no walls, and a large number of clouds and mists surrounded these high-level magicians, constantly flowing and changing rapidly. Looking up, it seemed that even time became faster. Only the dark gray marble floor shining with rhombus symbolizing the four elements made this scene a little more authentic.

However, the mages themselves were naturally not interested in this. These figures, hidden under the black cloak from head to toe, swayed in the changing air like illusions. Even the only way to distinguish their gender came from a part of the blurry faces that they faintly revealed when they spoke.

There were six participants, all of whom were the highest in power. Although they may not have corresponding talents in magic, there are many factors in taking the leadership position of Kenreto, and magical abilities are just one of them.

"There is a situation in Kazmodan," the first speaker said loudly. At the same time, a big bearded face was faintly revealed, and countless star patterns were floating on his body. "The Dragon Throat Clan trapped it in the cave or somewhere nearby."

"We know this," the second voice was sharp, like a woman of a big age but impulsive personality. Her cloak had a flashing moon pattern. "The orcs who were still fighting stubbornly were just a small group of them. The Hammer of Destruction lost their chiefs. They had long surrendered."

The former person was obviously a little unhappy, but his tone remained calm. "Good! But I think you'll be more interested in this news...I think Deathwing is back."

Everyone, including that woman, was shocked by this sentence. The night suddenly turned into daylight, but the mages had no time to pay attention to this scene. For them, this kind of thing happened in this place was very ordinary. The clouds flowed over the head of the third mage, and he was obviously skeptical about his personal statement.

"Deathwings are dead!" This guy seemed relatively obese. "A few months ago, under the order of the Supreme Command, we gathered all the strongest forces of mankind to defeat him. He has fallen into the sea! No dragon clan, even him, can survive this blow!"

Some people nodded to show that it was reasonable, but the first speaker retorted: "Did you see his body? Ordinary dragon clans cannot be compared with Death Wings. Even when the goblins had not yet inlaid alloys into his scales, the guys in the tribe were weak and ridiculous compared to him..."

"But do you have any evidence that he is still alive?" The young voice showed that the owner was a young girl in the flowery season. Although she might not be as rich as other people's jingyàn, she also has enough strength to become a member of the Presbyterian Church. "What about the evidence?"

"Two red dragons died, two young dragons from Alextasa. And they were torn to pieces, and they could only be done by their kind."

"But the murderer may also be other dragons."

The storm suddenly came, and lightning and heavy rain poured down from above, but it could not wet the mages' clothes or even the floor under their feet. The storm was fleeting, and a radiant sun rose from their heads. Fǎngfo none of these happened, and the first mage continued his speech. "Obviously you have never seen what Deathwing did, otherwise you wouldn't have said such words."

"It may be that you are right," the fifth man interrupted. The outline of an elf face appeared vaguely, and it disappeared quickly, even faster than the storm just now. "If this is the case, the problem is indeed serious. But I don't think we should focus on this matter at the moment. Assuming that Deathwing is still alive and begins to revenge his enemies, this is actually beneficial or harmless to us. Besides, Alextasa is still in the hands of the Dragon Throat clan, and the beasts have been around for many years.

It was her descendants who were used to bring blood and damage to the entire alliance. Did we forget the tragedy of the Third Fleet of Coultilas so quickly? I guess General Dalyn Proudmore will never forget it. After all, when the red monster fell from the sky, he lost his eldest son and all the troops on the six battleships. If it was truly confirmed that the black guy killed two red dragons, Proudmore would probably have issued medals to commend him."

No objection, including the first speaker, agreed with this statement. Now only wood lobes and torn corpses remain on the huge warships to witness the tragic destruction. To be commendable, Admiral Proudmore, the commander of the fleet, did not hesitate to immediately order the construction of new warships and put them into war and replace the damaged warships.

"And, as I said before, judging by the current situation, this should not be our concern. There are many more urgent issues to be solved."

"You mean the Ultralank crisis, aren't you?" was the low voice of the previous bearded mage. "But is there any reason why Lordaeron and Stormgard's friction is more important than the reappearance of Deathwings?"

"Because Gilness is also involved in this dispute."

The mages were stirred up again, including the sixth mage who had been silent. His slightly fat body took a step towards the direction where the elf was. "But how could Gene. Graymane be interested in the conflict between these two countries? They are just fighting for such a little pitiful land. Besides, Gilness is located at the top of the southern peninsula, just like other countries in the alliance, very far from Ultratown!"

"Does it still need to be asked? Grayman has always been eyeing the throne of the Alliance King, and has been holding troops until the orcs hit his walls. The only reason he encouraged King Terenas of Lordaeron to send troops was to weaken Lordaeron's military power. The reason why Terenas can still hold the leadership of the alliance now is due to our efforts and the strong support of General Proudmore."

Ultraman and Stormgard are neighbors, and they have been somewhat incompatible since the beginning of the war. Soras Thorbain invested all Stormgard's troops to support the Lordaeron Alliance. This may be due to its proximity to Kazmodan. Cooperation with the alliance is the only choice for this mountain kingdom. But no one can doubt the tenacity of Thorbain's warriors. If it weren't for their existence, the alliance had fallen into a large tract of territory in the first week of the war. Then the whole situation was obviously very likely to develop towards another very bad result.

On the other hand, although Ultralank vigorously advocated courage and justice, he did not provide a soldier to the league. Like Gilnius, he only made verbal support. However, there are rumors that King Perenod was completely out of fear, because even Gene Grayman was still holding his troops at that time. Earlier, Kenretto even suspected that if the league was defeated under the crazy attack of the tribe, Perenod would probably want to surrender to the Hammer of Destruction.

This concern was later proved to be a foresight. Perenold really betrayed the alliance. Fortunately, this mean behavior was very short-lived. Terenars, who learned about this, quickly ordered Lordaeron's army to enter Ultratown and impose military control. No one would complain about this behavior in the war years, especially Stormgard. Now that peace is coming, Soras Thorbain began to ask for it, thinking that as compensation for wartime sacrifices, Stormgard should get the entire eastern territory of its former traitor neighbor.

Terenas didn't think so. He was still weighing the gains and losses of the two plans, whether to turn Otlank into a vassal state or establish a new and more obedient monarch on his king... In short, he was under the control of Lordaeron. Although Stormgard was indeed a loyal and firm ally during the war, people knew that they respect each other. However, this situation still made the political relations between the two countries tense.

At that time, Gilnis was not in such a complex relationship. It had always had few exchanges with the western countries. Kenreto and King Terenas were qingchu Gene. Grayman's intervention this time was probably not only to increase its own reputation, but mostly to realize his dream of expansion. One of Perenod's nephews had fled to Gilnis after the betrayal. There were rumors that Gilnis was supporting him as the heir to the throne. In this way, the base in Ultraman could transport a large number of resources lacking in the southern kingdom to Gilnis, and at the same time gave Gilnis' warships an excuse to cross the endless sea. Although this would go to Kurtilas, a country with a strong possessive desire for maritime hegemony.

"This will cause the alliance to split..." the young mage whispered.

"It's not that serious yet." said the elf mage, "but it's probably not too far. So we don't have time to care about the dragons at the moment. If Deathwing is still alive, I'll go to find Alexandasa to take revenge, personally, I will never stop it. It's not a bad thing to lose a few dragons in this world. After all, it's not their time."

"I heard," said a voice without any fluctuations and gender, "the elves and the dragon clan were once allies, and even friends with good relationships."

The elf turned to the talking mage and revealed her body at the same time, looking much more petite and slender than the shadow. "I promise you that's just a legend. We will never lower our identity and deal with that kind of monster."

The moon and the sky of stars replaced the scorching sun and dark clouds. The sixth mage bowed slightly, as if to apologize for what he just said. "It seems that the rumors are wrong, and I shouldn't say that."

"You're right, it's very important to stabilize the current political situation." The bearded wizard said to the fifth mage. "I agree to give priority to this problem. However, these things that happened in Kazmodan must not be ignored. No matter what the Death Wings are, the orcs are still imprisoning the Dragon Clan Queen, which is itself a serious stability to the continent!"

"Then we need a scout," the old woman suddenly interrupted. "He wants to keep an eye on the development and report it to us in an emergency."

"But who will take responsibility? We have no one now!"

"There is one," the sixth mage slipped forward. However, his face was still hidden in the shadow while talking. "There is also a Ronin."

"Roning?!?" shouted the bearded mage, "Roning! After he did that last time, he was not qualified to wear a mage robe! He would only bring danger rather than hope!"

"He is not allowed." The old woman also agreed.

"The maverick guy." The fat man muttered.
To be continued...