mad dog plus three

It has been more than two years since demonic energy ravaged the entire Shenluo World, and the World of Warcraft couldn't escape either.

In the beginning, all the intelligent races on the Continent of Warcraft were still thankful for the distress of the Perlman Empire, and they all wanted to take the opportunity to break away from the empire's rule, but as time passed, they appeared to be free on the surface, but the situation was not as good as they imagined Medium good.

Because they announced their separation from the empire's rule too early, the empire did not give them any support when the demonic infection broke out.Although the various intelligent races in the World of Warcraft formed an alliance first, when a large number of people infected with magic energy appeared in all races, all of a sudden, no one cared about the other.

After a year of hard work, the intelligent races of the World of Warcraft found that their priests, wizards, and shamans were unable to solve the problem of magic energy infection, and the monsters that mutated after the death of the infected were also extremely lethal, bringing great harm to all intelligent races. Great harm came.

In desperation, the Alliance of Intelligent Races in the Continent of Warcraft had to ask for help from the Perlman Empire, but their request was rejected. The Perlman Empire stated that they really couldn't spare more manpower, extraordinary people, herbal food and other materials to support the betrayal By.

In a rage, the Continent of Warcraft Alliance no longer contacted the Perman Empire, and began to expel and rob the sites and supplies of the human gathering places on the Continent of Warcraft.

On this day, it was cold and windy, and the sky was so overcast that it seemed to be overcast.

A group of orcs with the characteristics of beasts are marching into the distance. They are a mixed orc tribe living on the Moore grassland, living by grazing and hunting.

Originally, they didn't say how rich their life was, but at least they could live on. Besides eating and drinking enough, they would also feel that such a life is also considered a happy life. The tribe has more than [-] members, which is considered to be a large orc tribe nearby.

But a year and a half ago, when six madmen appeared in their tribe, their peaceful and stable life changed.

It's not difficult to subdue these crazy people. At that time, they didn't know why these people went crazy. They thought they were bitten by some poisonous insects or took some herbs that shouldn't be eaten by mistake.

Their shaman wanted to cure these people, but it didn't work after waiting for a month.A month later, those six madmen all died on the same day, and within 5 minutes after their death, their bodies mutated into a terrifying monster.

Originally, these six patients were just ordinary orcs who didn't know magic. They only had a bit more strength and could turn into wild beasts. However, after their death, their mutated corpses showed magic similar to natural abilities, and they were extremely aggressive.

The Moor tribe was caught off guard by these mutated monsters and killed many people.

By the time the extraordinary warriors in the tribe killed those six monsters, more than one percent of the ordinary people and apprentice apprentices in the tribe had been killed or injured.

Such a huge amount is simply unacceptable, and what's worse, when they thought this nightmare was finally over, they found that this was just the beginning of a heinous nightmare.

Crazy people appear one after another in the tribe. If these crazy people are not stopped in time, they will hurt people everywhere without knowing their relatives.

When the tribe got the news from the merchant that it was not bitten by poisonous insects or eating herbs by mistake, but infected by magic energy, the Moor tribe had already suffered great damage.

Because the demonic energy raged wildly in the Moorish tribe, the caravans and merchants who used to come and go no longer passed through here, but last year's winter was extremely cold. After one winter, the patients infected by the demonic energy and the dead were mutated. Due to the disaster caused by monsters, the huge tribe suddenly reduced its staff to less than [-] people.

The rest of the Moore tribe was suffering and asked for help everywhere, but the alliance could do nothing about it. It was not just one or two tribes who came to ask for help, but flowers everywhere.

Seeing that neither the Alliance nor the nearby tribes could help them, the Moore tribe could only endure it in frustration. After another year, the tribe that lost half of its staff lost its staff again, leaving only less than [-] members.

And this year's winter is also very cold. The shaman said that in the past ten years, the temperature in Warcraft Continent has been dropping year by year. The past two years have been especially cold. Winter has become colder and longer, and summer has become shorter and less hot.

The old shaman, who knew the history, was very worried, worried that the World of Warcraft would follow in the footsteps of the Ice and Snow Continent, and become a cold world where ordinary creatures could not survive.

"Grandpa, where are we going to move?" The little orc with wolf ears asked the old man who was holding him, flicking his big tail.

The old werewolf bowed his head, "Let's go to Yongchun Valley."

"Yongchun Valley, what kind of place is there?"

"It's a warm place where spring is always there in all seasons. It turns out that there are poisonous insects everywhere, and there are very powerful magic insects. No one dared to go there. But about two years ago, a group of dark flower spirits moved there, and they moved there. All the monster insects have been cleaned up, and they have occupied the Yongchun Valley."

"What is the Dark Flower Spirit?" The little werewolf asked many questions.

The old werewolf replied patiently: "The dark flower spirits are a group of mutated flower spirits. Compared with ordinary flower spirits, they are not only good at planting flowers and trees, they are also very aggressive, and they are good at dark magic. The poisonous mist full of dark aura made others dare not go to Yongchun Valley casually."

"Poisonous?" The little werewolf was worried, "Why do we still go there if it's poisonous?"

"Because we can no longer survive in the Moore Grassland. I heard that the Dark Flower Spirit seems to have a way to resist the infection of the devil, but it cannot be separated from the special environment of the Yongchun Valley. We used to want them to take us in for a while."

"Oh, that's it. Grandpa, I'm hungry."

The old werewolf looked around, secretly took out half a piece of hard meat pie from his arms, stuffed it into his grandson's hand, and let him eat it quietly.

The little werewolf thoughtfully grabbed the meatloaf and stuffed it into his mouth desperately, without making a sound.

The old werewolf looked at the little werewolf's face shriveled with hunger, bleeding from his heart.Because of the infection of the demonic energy, and because of those mutated monsters, everyone can't even do herding and hunting with peace of mind. Usually, they have to work hard just to save their lives.

The tribe had no choice but to migrate this time. The big shaman said that the land where they lived had been polluted by demons. If they continued to live, the whole tribe would disappear.The chief came out to speak, and told those who had a way to find a way by themselves, and those who had no way to follow him.Whether they can be taken in or not, no one knows, but it is better than waiting to die where they are.

The old werewolf had no other place to go, and even if he had, he couldn't take his two-year-old grandson on a long journey. He could only follow the tribe, although he didn't think the dark flower spirits in Yongchun Valley would take them in.

When the devilish energy came out at the beginning, many people said that the devilish energy was related to the dark flower spirits occupying the Yongchun Valley, and they ran to trouble them, but most of these troublemakers never came back.

Later, the King of the Dark Flower Spirit came forward and joined the World of Warcraft Continental Alliance, and achieved a very high position. No one dared to say that the magic energy was related to the Dark Flower Spirit.

But maybe because of jealousy, maybe because of rejection, or other reasons, many people secretly spread that the dark flower spirit has a way to resist the magic energy. Although they don't know the truth, but in the desperate situation, some people are still willing to believe these rumors. And try to take your chances.

"Grandpa, look!" The little werewolf who was still very hungry after eating half of the cold and hard meat pie suddenly stood up from his grandfather's arms and motioned his grandfather to look at the side of the road.

The old werewolf followed his grandson's gaze, and saw a tea stall not far from the gathering migration team?

The big cloth flag fluttered in the cold wind, and a big tea character was written on the cloth flag.

Under the flagpole is a simple thatched shed, which looks like a temporary structure.

There is a large hearth in the thatched shed, on which there is a huge teapot and two large pots, and several rows of barbecue and bacon are hung on the hearth.

There are no tables and chairs inside and outside the grass shed, but there are many wooden bowls against the wall.

Several people were standing or sitting in the grass shed, busy.

Naturally, not only the grandpa and grandson of the werewolves saw the tea stand, but also the first half of the long migration team.

No need to be greeted by anyone, the aroma of tea, meat porridge, and barbecue bacon from the tea stand continued to drill into everyone's nostrils along the wind.

The little werewolf kept sucking his saliva, shouting for food.

Some orcs with poor restraint had already left the team and rushed towards the tea stand.

What are you rushing to do?Of course it is a robbery!

Of course, not everyone is so blind. For example, the chief and the big shaman of this tribe knew that the other party was not an ordinary person as soon as they saw this roadside stall.

Do ordinary people dare to run a tea stand full of food in the open air on this road that has been called the road of death?

If the other party is not a big fool who lays things out for people to rob, then he must have something to rely on, and maybe he is planning to play a trick against robbery.

Having figured this out, the tribal chief immediately sent a message, loudly ordering everyone not to approach the tea stand.

But the chief's order failed to appease everyone. Some people were dizzy from hunger, and some people were thorns in the tribe and wanted to take advantage of the mess to get some food.

Before hundreds of orcs were about to rush into the tea stand, a burst of light suddenly lit up!

The group of orcs who were the first to meet the outside of the tea stand were all ejected.

The people behind couldn't brake, and they also encountered the same bounce.

The people behind were terrified, and they all stopped in their tracks.

The chief first arranged for people to go to see those who had been bombed, and the people who visited said that none of them were injured. The chief was stunned for a moment when he heard that, he thought that at least dozens of people would be killed or injured this time.

When the great shaman heard this, his wrinkled old face showed an expectant look: "Don't offend the other party, that is a transcendent person, and the other party should have no malice."

The chief believed the great shaman's words very much. Hearing that the other party had no malicious intentions, he asked everyone to push away and led a group of people over by himself.

The people in the tea stall also noticed them, and someone greeted them.

The person who greeted them looked very unfriendly, no matter how they looked at them, they didn't look like good people, and their scars and hideous expressions looked more like gangsters.

The chief was very worried when he saw this man, and he looked into the tea stall again.

Inside the tea stand, a tall, tall young man with distinctive features of the Xia clan was wearing a red and black triangular scarf on his head and a black apron around his body. He was cooking something on a stove.

On the tall young man's shoulder stood a pink ball, that ball was very lively, waving its arms like thin lines, bouncing around, as if commanding.

Sitting next to the young man was a silver-haired man who couldn't see his face clearly. He seemed to be falling asleep with his eyes downcast.

There were a few people standing or sitting next to the stove. Looking at it with the eyes of the chief, I always felt that these people were not ordinary people.

"If you want to drink tea, eat and rest, you'll line up. Why rush in?" Xia Youguang, who looked like a villain, shouted angrily.

The chief sneered. He didn't dare to offend the person in front of him without knowing the details of the other party. "Sorry, everyone is starving and it's too cold. Where are you from? I seem to have never been on this road Have seen you?"

"Of course you haven't read it, because we just arrived today. Do you want tea and porridge? Regardless of tea or porridge, there is a limit of one bowl per person. If there are too many, barbecue and bacon will be charged separately."

"What's the price?"

"Price? Do you know how precious these teas and meat porridge are? But I don't think you have much money. How about this? Those who want tea and porridge can exchange them with their most precious things." Xia Youguang said with arms folded.

"The most precious thing?" The chief was stunned again, then smiled wryly, "If my most precious thing is my daughter, should I exchange my daughter for a bowl of tea or a bowl of porridge?"

"You don't have to change it, as long as you don't regret it."

"Go away! How can you do business like this." The bald Ryan came out, knocked Xia Youguang away, and pulled the corner of his lips to make a friendly smile at the bitter chief.

Chief: "..." Here comes a more terrifying guy!

Ryan tried to release his friendliness, showing his sharp white teeth: "Hello, my friend, I am also an orc, have you heard of Diamond Beast?"

The werewolf chief shook his head.

Ryan continued to smile: "It's okay if you don't know. I can tell you now that diamond beasts are very rare, and our race is almost extinct. All in all, we are all orcs, my friend."

Chief Werewolf: "...Yes, we are all orcs, may the beast god bless you."

"May the great beast god bless you too." Ryan's second belief can be switched at any time, "Now we are friends, so would you like some tea and meat porridge? We are running a promotion, order a bowl of tea, and give it away for free." A bowl of meat porridge. The price is very cheap, as long as 99 magic crystals. If you don’t have so many magic crystals, you can sign a contract to work as a hired worker. My house... The shopkeeper just needs manpower to work. Depending on the type of work, the contract period There are not many, the minimum starts in one year, and the maximum does not exceed ten years."

Chief: "...I need to discuss it with my people."

Ryan maintained a smile that he thought was very enthusiastic: "Okay, you can discuss it slowly."

Xia Youguang saw the chief turn around and run away quickly with the people, his face twitched, he might as well go up.

As soon as the chief went back, he said to the big shaman: "Go, go! Go! That's a group of robbers and bandits who are desperate for money! While they dislike us and have no money, everyone run away!"

The chief sent word quickly and quietly, and the migratory team immediately sped up their pace. Although many people watched the tea stand drooling, the chief said, this is a group of bandits and bandits, and they will be finished if they stay. If you have no money to redeem yourself, you will be sold as a slave.

Jiasan looked up and saw that the migrating team suddenly sped up, and the leading warriors ran even faster, as if some terrifying monsters were chasing them.

Jiasan was surprised, "Why did they leave? Ryan, Youguang, have you explained to them the function of the tea in our tea shop?"

Xia Youguang & Ryan looked at each other and said in unison: "Didn't you say that?"

Looking at each other's expressions, the two said at the same time: "I thought you said it."

Jiasan was speechless: "What are you doing? Are you talking about cross talk?"

Everyone doesn't understand what cross talk means, and Jiasan has no intention of explaining it.

"Quick! Call people back quickly. We haven't opened yet. If we want to make a name for ourselves, today's first shot is very important!" Jiasan emphasized and waved.

Xia Youguang and Ryan received the order and immediately ran out to stop the orc tribe from running away.

Jiapipi who was making dumplings raised his eyelids, patted the flour on his hands, and stood up, "Your Highness, let me go, they will only scare those people away."

Add three big heads, "Go, go."

"Chirp!" A strange cry sounded, and a little magic dragon wearing a little red hat rushed out of Jiapipi's pocket. The magic dragon flew out of the tea stand, and it became huge in an instant.

Jiapipi jumped on his back, and Little Red Riding Hood flew into the sky in a circle, and then swooped down again, rushing towards the fleeing migratory team.

Jiasan looked at these unusually lively companions and covered his forehead.

Renault, who was pondering a little magic trick, raised his head and touched the young man's waist, "You have to understand, they have just been released. When Sinclair and the others came out of the space, they almost drilled out of my castle a few times. a hole."

Stonefran, who was also making dumplings, said in a low voice: "Sinclair did all the drilling. It was the antelope Etrobe who ate ten roast sheep, and it was the tree-man Tarrant who pulled up a whole garden tree. I didn't do anything."

Renault gracefully raised his long legs and said, "Yes, you are the most honest."

Then Lei Nuo whispered to Jiasan: "The honest man is actually the worst."

Add three sullen smiles.

Stoneforan said loudly, "Your Majesty, I heard you."

Raynor shrugged.

Stoneforan said to himself, "Maybe I should stay in your bedroom after you're married."

Renault said to Jiasan: "Look, I say he is the worst."

Add three laughs.

Seagull silently watched the two forming a circle that no one else could get in, and wanted to go up and tear it apart.

The territory of the mixed-blood demon can finally be opened, but there is a limit on the number of demons that can come out each time, and currently no more than three.

Brothers Xia Youguang and Xia Changxiao, Haiou and Li Jue, these four are not demons, so they are not counted in the limited number of people.

King Xia is very interested in Seagull, and wants to train him as Jiasan's adviser, but Seagull wants to follow him around, so he slips away.But Li Jue heard that King Xia was still alive and acting as the city lord of Xia City, so he asked to stay and took over the position and responsibilities of the president of the Xia City Mercenary Guild.

Currently, Xia City has set up three major guilds, namely the Magician Guild, Warrior Guild and Mercenary Guild.In the future, it is necessary to subdivide other branch guilds under each guild, such as the weapon master guild, the pharmacist guild, and so on.

Xia Changxiao was young and was also left in Xia City to continue her studies.

Xia Youguang couldn't stay idle, so he came out with Seagull and Jiasan.In addition, the three demons who came out with Jiasan were Jiapipi, Ryan and Little Red Riding Hood.

There are relatively few people on Renault's side, only Kate and Stonefran, but Renault is often visited by people, and the subordinates around him are constantly changing. Only Kate and Stonefland are permanent.

Jiasan and Lei Nuo left from the Ice and Snow Continent, wandered around the Tomb of God Continent and dropped a few bombs, and then brought their subordinates to the Continent of Warcraft.

It was Lei Nuo's suggestion to open a tea stand. Well, Lei Nuo's original suggestion was to go to the auction house to hold a high-profile auction to let others know that the Xia Clan had magic-killing potions and anti-magic potions.

But Jiasan felt that the auction house could only earn magic crystals, and he needed not only magic crystals, but also a large number of laborers at this time, so he proposed to open a tea stall in a place full of magic energy to recruit workers.

There is no objection, most people have never opened a tea stall and are very interested in this "game".

It can be said that except for Jiasan who is working hard to save people and recruit workers through this tea stand, everyone else is playing.

Rumble!There was a lot of smoke and dust in the grassland, and the remnants of the Moor tribe who had run away ran back. Their faces were panicked and their steps were chaotic, as if they were frightened by something.

"Dragon! That's a dragon!"

"God of the Beast, I actually saw a dragon!"

"Is it going to eat us? Is it going to eat us?"

"Don't mess up! Everyone calm down!"

Little Red Riding Hood saw who ran in the wrong direction, so she flew over and stretched out her claws to push the person back into the crowd.

After a few times, all the orcs of the Moor tribe knew that they had to go back to that tea stand!

Xia Youguang and Ryan: Damn, after only a few words, these people attacked them and tried to escape!

The chief cried a thousand lines in his heart: that scarred face was full of evil spirits, and that bald head was also full of evil spirits. They stared at them so fiercely, demanding that they must go back, and if they didn't go back, they would kill them!It's terrible, those two must be monsters, and they are intelligent and talking monsters!

The big shaman was old and was carried away by the soldiers.

Little Red Riding Hood did not chase them fast, even those with slow legs could keep up, but everyone panicked and lost a lot of things while running.

There was a crowded crowd in front of the tea stand again.

The chief and the great shaman, full of depression and worry, came out more and more, and walked to the stove of the tea stall.

The chief asked in a desperate tone, "Tell me, how many magic crystals do you need to let us go?"

Jiasan: "...cough, would you like a bowl of tea? Tea can prevent the infection of demonic energy, and the effect of a bowl of tea is about three months. Meat porridge can kill the demonic energy that has already parasitized in the living body. The demonic energy is infected, let me have a bowl of meat porridge, and I will ensure that he recovers immediately."

The chief staggered: ...Wait, let me faint for a while.

The soldiers behind the chief, who were originally filled with righteous indignation, all had the same expression at this time - dumbfounded: what did we hear?Oh, is this a joke of the Beast God?If it's not a joke of the beast god, then it must be the damn cunning human beings, they are teasing us simple orcs again!

Gudong!The old shaman who was eavesdropping worriedly closed his eyes and fell back.His disciples were not far from the stove, and they all heard what the young man of the Xia tribe with the red and black turban said. react to.