At the foot of the tree of the world, the thick tree roots entangled with each other to form a strange and beautiful scenery, like a natural overpass, penetrated deep into the fertile soil by the sea. The long pier poked out into the sea water, quietly waiting for the ships to approach the port. This is the only port for communication with the diplomatic circle - Rutherland Village.

The Qingbi Song Ship leaned gently on the dock, and the numerous torches showed their enthusiasm for greeting. There were few ships late at night. Even though the lights on the Qingbi Song Ship had already sent a signal to confirm their identity, the guards on the harbor still nervously picked up their weapons.

It was not until the captain Gullet appeared that the guards on the dock lifted their guards.

Getting off the boat, Xingchen looked back at the Qingbi Song, which was slowly leaving the port. Along the way, Xingchen did not notice how bastard the captain was, but instead felt the entire night elves' doting and love for the little girl. Even though the little girl shouted "big bad guy", the crew members on the boat were still joking with her with a smile. As for Xingchen, she was not the night elves and had weak strength, no one paid any attention to it.

The path to the high-altitude Darnasus in Rutherland Village is a portal, which is the fastest way to reach Darnasus. When I stepped on the land of Darnasus and really stood above the crown of the earth, I realized that the envelope on my body did not resist this teleportation. Is the envelope subject to its own wisdom? Or is this magical portal application not a spatial rule?

The sleeping Danasus was also silent, and the guards patrolling the road were deliberately lightening their pace. Gems emitting soft light were lined up on both sides of the road, pointing the direction for those walking at night.

The magnificent building of Darnasus, the priest's palace of the moon god Eluen is quietly bathed in the moonlight, and is as bright white as the moon in the sky. The night is still open here, and the moon god priests whisper in the moonlight to praise Eluen. When the whole city is already asleep, it is still awake.

The moment Xingchen's figure appeared at the door, a gaze fell on him. There was not only one person in the whole room, but only this gaze fell on Xingchen.

"Why are you here, human?" A faint sound was like a quiet lake water flowing quietly, as if a lively spring was slowly pouring into your ears. This was a comfortable sound, a kind of calmness from the bottom of your heart.

"Aunt Tyrande!" The little girl greeted softly, her voice soft and gentle. The lively and jumpy mad girl instantly turned into a graceful and gentle lady.

"Aunt Tyrande..." Xingchen raised his head. Could it be that the woman in the moon-white robe in front of him was Tyrande Yufeng?

"Little girl, why did you come back at this time?" The voice was filled with gentleness, tolerance, wisdom, and a soft silver greeting was filled with a strong sense of warmth. No wonder the little girl became honest?

"We are entrusted to send a letter here. Are you Tyrande Yufeng?" Xingchen straightened his chest and stared at the face of the woman in front of him. He was embarrassed with the facial lines on his face that destroyed the beauty. The person named Chen could no longer feel astonished as he had just now.

"You are not influenced by me, you are Xingchen, right?" Tyrande seemed to have no intention of being angry at Xingchen's rude look, and there was still a smile on his face.

"Do you know me?" Xingchen asked curiously. No wonder he felt that something seemed to have influenced his thoughts just now.

"I don't know you, but I've heard of you, come with me! There are also little girls here," Tyrand moved his pace in front of him.

The simple and quiet room is filled with the gentle atmosphere of mature women, and it seems to belong to Tyrande's private space.

"Please sit down! This is a good wine, please taste it. There is also a little girl who can drink it!" Put three high-legged crystal cups on it, and the charming purple slowly poured it from Tyrande's hand.

"Thank you!" Xingchen sat down next to the small table. Although he didn't know why he was so courteous, Xingchen was already calm when he walked into this room. Even if Tyrande had any adverse behavior, he did not have the ability to resist, so he might as well accept it happily.

"I heard you are a dragon clan?" Tyrand said calmly as he looked at Xingchen raising his wine glass.

"Woo——" Xingchen's hand shook, and fortunately it didn't spill out rudely. "Why do everyone think so?"

"Ha! Haha! Haha! I'm just hearing it. The little girl didn't cause any trouble with you, right! This is a rare time when Lu Ji and I have no conflicts in recent hundreds of years!" Having noticed the bitter smile on Xingchen's face, Tyrande slowly raised his glass and stopped continuing the question that Xingchen was unwilling to answer.

"You planned to let him join my adventure team early in the morning?" Xingchen was stunned when he heard Tyrande's question. But after he reacted, his heart was full of dissatisfaction. No one liked the feeling of being plotted, that is, the person who plotted against him was two legendary heroes.

"No, that was Elder Yat's decision. We only knew it later, but we all agreed with this decision. A person who can say 'I am not afraid of opponents like gods, but I am afraid of teammates like pigs' will definitely not be a bad captain. Isn't it?" Tyrande said, smiling at the dissatisfaction on Xingchen's face.

"Can I say no?" Xingchen smiled bitterly, but the dissatisfaction and anger in his heart had disappeared.

.She was explaining, she was explaining to herself, and the leader of the high night elf race was explaining to herself. Just the respect shown in this made Xingchen unable to continue to be angry.

"What do you think?" Tyrand asked Xingchen.

"Forget it. You'd better read this letter first! I heard it's very important!" Xingchen took out the letter from his clothes and placed it gently on the table...

"Who asked you to send this letter?" Looking at the envelope on the table, Tyrande's face also changed.

"It was not someone who asked me to send it. This is..." Xingchen explained in detail how he got the letter. However, seeing Tyrande's face change, he became even more curious about the feather logo on the envelope.

After listening to Xingchen's story, Tyrande opened the envelope, took out the letters inside, and read them carefully. His face changed constantly.

"Thank you for bringing this news. You can take a break first. I'll contact the ship heading to Stormwind City, and you can set off at dawn." After reading the letter, Tyrande's face calmed down. But her heart was not calm, and she could feel it from her hurried departure.

"Aunt Tyrande is gone, I'm having a drink. You don't tell anyone!" The little girl secretly filled her empty wine glass. She didn't expect that the genius girl of the night elf was still an alcoholic.
Chapter completed!