The Search for the Lost Life

Arriving at Shattrath City, Mobai found the portal leading to Orgrimmar and directly stepped over it.

There was a sense of floating in the void around him, and after a short period of dizziness, Mobai heard the melodious horn and drums that he had heard in Alexstrasza's claws again.

The main city of the tribe, Orgrimmar, is always burning with fire in the barren land.

"Oh~ she's a beautiful blood elf girl." A slightly hoarse voice came from beside her, Mobai glanced at the male troll next to the portal, nodded and left.

The troll laughed ho ho, with a voice like a leaking ball: "The beautiful but dangerous flowers, even scholars who have penetrated the arcane arts dare not pick them lightly."

"Warrior, please don't pay too much attention to it. Alphard doesn't mean to be rude. This... is just a bad habit he developed in the boring arcane penance." Walking down the small high-rise tower house , the lower cleric trainer—also a troll, sorry to say.

The voice of the female troll is much nicer than that of the male troll, and it is no longer so hoarse. Years of practicing the Holy Light made this priest trainer appear gentle and polite.

Mobai nodded towards her, accepting this statement.

Judging by the appearance of the portal trainer Alphard, he was indeed just talking, and there was no malice in his eyes.

Thinking of this, Mo Bai walked on the stone streets of Orgrimmar, and at the same time remembered a saying that he had heard in his previous adventures: It is said that mages will gradually only see these elements in their eyes, and their minds will be full of entanglements. Spells and fascinations coming and going, and nothing else.A moralist who is even more ascetic than a priest.

Looking at Alphard now, maybe it really makes sense.

In just this short time, dozens of players walked or ran to pass Mo Bai.

There were endless conversations or shouts in my ears, and a few players were even posting information about the guild's recruitment of land reclamation personnel for a fixed group. It was really a thriving look.

A trace of icy touch passed by her feet, Mobai was startled, she looked down, and at some point there was a small red snake wrapped around her ankle, she straightened up and looked up at her, a pair of little black snakes the size of beans His eyes are shining brightly, and he spits snake letters from time to time.

"Oh, oh my god, come down quickly, little baby!" Another hoarse voice sounded, and one didn't need to look to know that it was another male troll.

Mobai looked at the troll with blue face and fangs in front of him, his eyes were full of worry, and he looked anxiously at the little red strip.

The troll was selected, and his name appeared in front of him, Kessardis, who was a snake dealer.A few little snakes followed behind him, they all stopped to look at the little red snake, and then at Mobai, uttering snake letters.

"It seems that it likes me very much." Seeing that the little red snake on the ankle was unwilling to leave, and only tilted its head to spit a snake letter towards Qusadis, Mobai subtly felt that this snake was a troll. In fact, it is possible to have a conversation. Isn't this the sound of "rustling and hissing"?

When Kessardis heard this, he obviously had a bitter face.

"Oh, my little red-trained baby Eggy, why did you abandon me so easily?" Quesadis wiped away his tears, and looked at the little red snake resentfully.

Finally, in the face of such poor performance, Kessardis had no choice but to compromise.

"Okay, warrior, since Chi Lian likes you so much, I can't force him to come down, I just ask you to take good care of Chi Lian, and let him out more when he's free..."

Mo Bai bent down silently, and stretched out his hand towards Little Chi Lian Snake.

The little head leaned over, She Xinzi spat and lightly touched Mobai's hand a few times, then slowly climbed onto Mobai's hand and wrapped it around her forearm.

Seeing this, Kessardis finally had no choice but to accept his fate.

Thinking about it, he opened the cloth bag on his body and took a look, then heaved a long sigh: "Xiao Chilian has followed you, and I will never raise the same snake again in the future. Let these eggs be released after they hatch." Seeing him caressing the eggs with red lines, soon, cracks appeared in the egg shells, and several small snakes came out of them, and quickly ate the egg shells clean.

After eating the eggshells, they looked around, and then scattered in all directions.

Kessardis has been watching quietly from the sidelines, his eyes full of relief.

When Kessardis turned around again, Mobai suddenly felt a sharp colic pain all over her body, the pain was just like when she just woke up on Sunstrider Island, the pain made her almost unable to stand up.

However, after a long time of fighting and training, Mo Bai stood there firmly this time, his already pale face did not make anyone see anything wrong.

Moreover, the pain lasted for a short while, leaving a moment of weakness and collapse, and then disappeared without a trace.

Mobai didn't know what happened, she still maintained the posture of supporting the red snake with one hand, looking at Quesadis who was talking about the last explanation in front of her.

It was even more impossible for her to know that, far away on the other side of the Kalimdor continent, Nozdormu raised his huge head, and doubts appeared in his always wise eyes that seemed to know everything.

Mobai didn't know what caused her unintentional behavior, she just bid farewell to Qusadis, and continued on with the Chilian Snake, from the Valley of Spirit to the Valley of Strength, and finally found the great chief Thrall.

Sal on the high seat is more elegant than Mobai imagined.

It is true that he also has green skin, fangs and a strong body, but there is not much desire for power and straightforward fighting desire in his eyes.His gaze made people feel that it was more wisdom.

This is the leader of the Azeroth orcs, the Warchief of the Horde.

Not to mention the orcs, the cunning troll leader Vol'jin, the tauren chief Kane Bloodhoof who has the burliest and strongest body on the land, the lonely and cold queen of the Forsaken Sylvanas, the proud and intelligent blood elf regent King Rosemar Theron.They all led their people to follow Thrall's instructions. Maybe they joined the Horde camp because of various pressures from the alliance or other enemies, but they were all willing to accept Thrall's assignment.

They surrendered heartily.

It's no wonder that these vulnerable groups that were scattered on the continent of Azeroth gradually gathered and developed into a strong camp that was tightly bound like an iron barrel, resisting the human-dominated alliance head-on.

"My warrior, you have watched for a long time, have you drawn any conclusions?" Thrall's voice came, without dissatisfaction or oppression, blowing like a gentle wind.

Mobai looked directly at Sal without any disguise.

From his eyes, Mobai didn't see any special emotions caused by his identity.

She was sure the warchief already knew about her special class and powers.

Mobai lowered her head in admiration, exposing her neck: "Dear Chief." She didn't say anything specific, but only answered with actions.

Thrall laughed, and a chuckle came from his chest, resounding throughout the hall: "Okay, then what are you here for?"

"On the Nagrand Grassland of Draenor, Grandmother Gaia, the last orc clan, asked me to deliver this letter to you." As he spoke, Mobai took out the letter and held it in his hands, waiting for the guards to take the letter and hand it over. to Sal.

However, just as the guard took a step, Thrall stopped him.

Sal Zhuozhuo looked at the letter in Mobai's hand, and everyone could feel his excitement at the moment.

However, he still held back: "Knight, Mobai Lost, you should be able to walk up to me and hand over the letter to me in person." He looked at Mobai, exerting pressure invisibly.

He can accurately say Mobai's name, obviously he has heard her name and things before.

He was letting Mobai go forward by himself, not disdainful towards Mobai on his expression, he was expressing his trust in Mobai.

Mobai looked up at Great Chief Thrall, and brought the letter to him step by step under his gaze.

Once the pressure around him was relieved, Thrall smiled and took the letter with his own hands.

Until this time, Thrall temporarily put aside the matter of Mo Bai, a strange warrior, and couldn't wait to open the simple sheepskin.

After reading only two lines, he stood up abruptly, with unconcealable excitement on his face, and even the sheepskin was trembling in his hands.

Finally, Thrall read the letter with excitement in his eyes.

"In the distant Draenor, our compatriots are still alive! We have not lost our hometown, we have not lost our past, compatriots, we should celebrate!" His roar was deafening, driven by the wind element, it immediately spread throughout the whole of Ogg Rima.

At that moment, all the orcs in the city stopped what they were doing, and looked up to listen to what the chief said.

When they reacted to the shocking news one by one, everyone cheered and threw the things in their hands high into the air. The two orcs who were still arguing hugged each other tightly to express their excitement. The orc who was grilling the meat let go, even though the rare good meat was burnt to charcoal, he was already grinning haha.

This is their root, even though many of these orcs have never even seen their homeland.

Listening to the excited cheers coming from outside, Mobai couldn't help thinking of herself.

Does she want to get her roots back?

However, Thrall didn't let her think any further, the young warchief was still very excited, and he couldn't wait to go to Draenor to visit Grandma Gaia.

However, the general standing aside stopped him.

"Chief, there are still some tribal affairs that you need to deal with. Moreover, I need time to arrange wolf cavalry to escort you." The general strictly abided by his duties and advised.

Thrall is now the great chieftain of the tribe, no matter how powerful his shaman school is, they cannot ignore his safety and let him go alone to Draenor, which is already a chaotic battlefield.

Thrall realized this too.

He nodded and fulfilled his duties as the chief, temporarily suppressing his desire to place Gaia's grandmother, and turned to look at Mobai: "Mobai, my warrior, I am very grateful to you for bringing such a Good news, you are the hero of our orc clan." As an orc, Thrall gave the Mobai clan the highest honor.

Mobai accepted it with a smile, bowed slightly and retreated calmly, not disturbing Thrall who was engaged in business anymore.

As she was about to leave here, she heard voices from the other side.

Mobai looked up, he was the ambassador of the blood elves stationed in Orgrimmar.

He smiled with admiration for Mobai.

The author has something to say: surprise?Surprise!

Then, there is no need to expect such a good continuous update in the future ╮(╯▽╰)╭

PS: Bai Ye couldn’t find the original version of the sentence Thrall yelled, so I can only roughly express the meaning