The Search for the Lost Life

"Mobai, are you okay now? Come to Nagrand."

Received the secret chat from Whispering Sadness, Mobai was standing on the huge rock spur protruding from Blade's Edge Mountain to watch the scenery.

Anyway, it's okay, Mobai didn't grab him and summoned the Frost Bone Dragon to fly in the direction of Nagrand.

Nagrand is the most beautiful place in this destroyed Outland. Many players like to fly here to see the scenery in their spare time—of course, more of them come to mine.

When Mobai followed the dots shown on the map to find Whispering Sorrow, he happily jumped to a piece of dark purple ore, took out a miner's hoe and tapped it a few times with great interest.

"That's right, there are four krypton gold ores." After knocking out the ores, Whispering sadly happily put the harvested items into the bag, and then called out his still pitiful wyvern to ride up and say hello to Mobai, "Let's go Find a floating island to play."

"What are you playing?" Although Mobai was noncommittal, he still followed the sad footsteps of the murmur.

It was already late at night, except for the soldiers on patrol and patrolling, almost everyone was asleep.Even players who are still wandering in the game are rarely seen.

Whispering sadness landed on a floating island with a crooked tree growing on it, and it was rare that he didn't obediently answer Mobai's question immediately.

He looked down—Harlan, who Nagrand was often contested by the Horde and the Alliance—couldn't help but ask, "Mobai, if you want to do a mission at this point, aren't all the monsters you need to kill already asleep?"

Mobai followed his gaze to look down, and twitched the corners of his mouth: "Wouldn't it be better to be asleep."

"It's true." The whispering sad shrugged, and finally changed from a sad youth of literature and art, although it is difficult to see this emotion from the face of a forgotten person with a skeleton image, "But I No matter when, the monsters I see are the same as the players, they don’t sleep, they just stand there waiting to give the players experience.”

Mobai was silent and did not answer.

She doesn't want to say any more about which dimension level she is in.

Of course Whispering Sad also understands this.

"Well, actually, I called you here to celebrate together." Whispering Sorrow took out the flint from the bag and lit a bonfire with the ignition skills of cooking as a side job.

Then, I saw him whistle, and a chubby turkey appeared in front of him.

"This is?" Mobai looked at the turkey looking around silently. It should be a baby collected by whispering sadness, right?

"As you can see." Whispering sad spread his hands, and saw that the turkey found the bonfire, clucked excitedly, and then jumped into the burning bonfire without hesitation.

After a scream, the turkey turned into a golden roasted turkey with its head removed and PP removed.

"..." Mobai looked at this strange scene speechless.

"This was given away during the Thanksgiving event. Generally speaking, it is a blessing for us." Whispering sadly explained, took the turkey out of the fire, tore half of it and handed it to Mobai .

Mobai took it and looked at it. The turkey was roasted very temptingly, the skin was golden and crispy. Looking at the murmured sadness that had already been eaten, it seemed very fresh and tender.

"If it's not enough, there are more." Whispering Sad took a few mouthfuls, noticed Mobai's gaze, and whistled again.

The chubby turkey reappeared and continued to die in the campfire.

Mobai felt that since Whispering Sorrow was still alive, the turkey was probably edible.

This inexplicable celebration, of course, can't just have food, Whispering Sorrow is fully prepared, and several barrels of dwarven special wine have also been prepared long ago.

"Mobai, in my eyes, there is no spring, summer, autumn and winter in this world. There is only a calendar to remind me of the passage of time." After drinking for a long time, he murmured sadly and started his literary route, "When the Chinese New Year is over, the guild will We want to open up Kil'jaeden, and when we succeed, we have to say goodbye?"

He turned his head to look at Mobai, who was leaning against a tree and holding an oak wine glass in her hand, looking lazy.

"Yeah." Mobai nodded.

"You answered so crisply and neatly, it made me so sad." The whispered sadness caressed his little heart exaggeratedly.

"You should have a heart first." Mobai looked at the whispering sadness with contempt.

"Cut." Whispering sadly shaking his head, "Actually, I don't even know what it will be like when I go back, whether my body has been dead for a long time, maybe it has been cremated." It must be scary to see him appear.

"It's also possible that you found yourself back a long time ago and became your own father or grandpa." Mo Bai hypothetically said.

"..." Whispering realized that he couldn't feel sad at all.

"Hahaha." So he laughed, "Mobai, no matter what, I will never forget you."

Mobai looked at Whispering's sadness with a strange expression: "So you are shaking M, you still remember these things." When the two of them were talking together, was there any time when Whispering was not complained about and venomous.

"..." whispered sadly, and decided not to talk to her for the time being.

So, he lit the fireworks that had been saved before, and the two of them looked up at the colorful sky of Outland, where brilliant fireworks exploded.

Suddenly, Whispering Sadness heard Mobai whisper something that didn't fit her language style at all: "Blooming in an instant."

He turned his head in doubt, and saw that Mobai had been looking up at the sky, the slender and delicate face unique to blood elves was flickering in the changing colors of fireworks.

The most important thing is that her style of painting has indeed changed a little now.

"Mobai?" The murmur of sadness tentatively called out.

After a while, I heard Mobai's voice: "Huh?"

Whispering sad self-reflection briefly, then asked: "Have you ever drank alcohol before?"

"Yes." Mobai replied quickly, dragging a bit.

Whispering sadness felt that he probably thought of the truth: "What kind of wine?"

"Fruit wine." Mo Bai tilted his head and thought for a while, then said.

What she hasn't said yet is that she made the fruit wine casually in that half-tone, and she also got drunk that time.

In short, Whispering Sadness took a look at the dwarven special wine he had brought, and stretched out his hand to push the bucket of foam.

Well, it cleared up a lot, and it seems that I drank most of it.

"Go back to sleep, it's getting late." Whispering Sadness stood up.

Mobai quickly summoned the Frost Bone Dragon, and the movement of stepping up was clean and tidy without any sloppiness.

Seeing the murmuring sadness, I was stunned for a while, Mobai was drunk, right?

"I'm going to find someone. I'll see you in a few days." Mobai sat on the Frost Bone Dragon and looked at Whispering Sadness with his mount. Those eyes clearly didn't see him, although Mobai did it because The reason why the skull dragon was drunk is self-evident.

Whispering sadness feels really sad.

In a short sentence, several words were lost in Mobai's words.

Then, he could only watch the huge Frost Bone Dragon flap its huge wings and leave quickly.

"Mobai, I hope you're okay." Whispering sadly said silently.

It's a pity that Mobai has quickly returned to the continent of Azeroth from Outland, and then flew into the icy Northrend to the Crystal Red Holy Land without stopping.

When the Frost Bone Dragon entered the Crystal Red Holy Land, two groups of Red Dragon Patrol Soldiers soon surrounded it.

When Mobai was in the Crystal Red Holy Land before, he hadn't called out the undead Frost Bone Dragon so arrogantly.

After all, there is no one in Azeroth who does not despise this abnormal creature who has been resurrected from the dead.

But at this time, Mobai only had one thought in his mind, and he couldn't think of other things clearly.

She only knew that she was blocked, and the other party seemed hostile to her.

So she reached behind her back and drew out her weapon.

The red dragon patrol soldiers immediately accepted the opponent's fighting intention, and they just rushed up to spray a few fireballs, and sent an alarm to notify the entire Crystal Red Holy Land.

It was Alexstrasza who organized things to deteriorate rapidly.

She glanced at Mobai who ran over inexplicably, and went directly in the shape of an elf, and picked up Mobai from the back of the Frost Bone Dragon before her people made a sound to stop her.

This time, the red dragons could see clearly the person on the bone dragon's back.

This is the lucky one that everyone is familiar with and has been blessed by the dragon.

That's right, she also has some ulterior secrets with her own queen.

Before Alexstrasza could make a sound, the patrol soldiers immediately dispersed and returned to their respective patrol routes as if nothing had happened.

"Take this bone dragon." Alexstrasza said coldly, holding Mobai who had no intention of resisting in one hand.

Mo Bai obediently recalled the Frost Bone Dragon to the mount space immediately, then looked at Alexstrasza and said pitifully: "Alai~ this is so uncomfortable." Even those long pointed ears seemed to droop a little.

Alexstrasza raised his eyebrows, seeing Mobai almost crying, finally stopped stopping in mid-air, and took her to the cave where he lived.

Of course, the posture of holding Mobai remained unchanged.

During the whole process, Mobai was so obedient that she almost didn't look like her anymore.

Alexstrasza's flying speed is of course guaranteed.

After a while, Mobai's feet stepped on the floor of the dragon's lair where Alexstrasza lived.

She looked around and saw the grass bed that had always been kept on the side of the cave, and immediately looked at Alexstrasza happily, the ice blue eyes seemed to be shining.

Alexstrasza avoided Mobai's gaze a little uncomfortably, and changed the subject: "Tell me, why did you come here suddenly, the Sunwell should not be resolved yet, right?"

"I miss you." Mobai was inconceivably honest.

Alexstrasza raised his eyebrows and looked at Mobai: "Have you been drinking?"

After flying with Mo Bai for a while, she still can't figure out Mo Bai's current situation.Then thinking of what Mobai said last time when he was drunk from drinking fruit wine, his face immediately sank again.

"You still dare to drink?"

"Alai~" Mobai didn't care what Her Lady Queen's mood was like, she hung on Alexstrasza's body regardless, and her unrestrained force forced Alexstrasza into the cave. After taking a few steps back, he finally stabilized his figure.

Alexstrasza looked down, and he almost stepped on the bed.

She stretched out her hand and was about to lift Mobai hanging on her body to the side again, but suddenly there was a hand on her chest that made trouble, and the hand that was going to lift Mobai's neck froze in mid-air for the time being.

The author has something to say: Note: The turkey baby given on Thanksgiving is the original one, and it is the baby that Bai Ye likes to "play with" in Warcraft even though it is ugly.But this seems to be given by achievements, so in fact, according to the progress of the article... At that time, there was no such thing