Very good, this is not halal!

With a slap, two druids were slapped into Anqira, and by the way, searching for memories to learn about Danasus's recent situation, the three of them conducted a long-distance teleportation and went directly to the holy land of the night elves. {(

In the central temple of Danasus, the high priest of the moon god, Tyrande, cordially met the visitors and had a friendly contact between the two sides.

Chu Ci smiled and praised Tyrande's appearance, including his perfect and youthful face, simple and exquisite cool priest robe, mysterious and noble violet skin color, calm and distant infectiousness, and um and that height of two meters and two meters!

tf! Is it inherited to be so tall in the night elves? Looking back, the two druids I had seen before were also tall and magnificent.

Okay, the above is nonsense. When it comes to the Emerald Dream, Tyrande immediately looked solemn and then complained, such as how hard the night elves worked, how much sacrifices they had paid to protect Azeroth, and how many years the population of the night elves had been negative.

She didn't want to blackmail Chu Ci any benefits. Thousands of years of political literacy are not to be so stupid. But as long as Chu Ci talks, the rhythm behind will naturally be controlled by Tyrande.

So Chu Ci, who was unable to get into the oil and salt, said three specific sentences, directly breaking Tyrande's little thoughts.

"Can you make the decision for Isera?"

"I came to deal with Isera to solve the nightmare of the Emerald Dream without explaining to anyone."

"Whether you want to or not, no one can stop me from doing anything."

As for how Tyrande answered, there is a very savage and unreasonable but very pleasant saying that says "The weak have no right to speak!"

Tyrande's beautiful face showed a hint of shame, but when Chu Ci and others broke into Danasus, the breath released by Chu Ci reminded Tyrande of the Wings of Death, which was even more terrifying than Death Wings!

This forced Tyrande to think about the night elves, and angered Chu Ci, and the outcome would not be too good.

"I know that the Emerald Dream is the spiritual world of Azeroth, located on the edge of the material level. Most people can only enter through planes or exile, but I also know that you Night Elf have a set of practical spells that can directly allow mental power to penetrate into the Emerald Dream."

Chu Ci didn't say anything, but Tyrande understood the subtext very well, which meant to ask her to take the initiative to offer a spell.

Shame! Shame!

The naked skin of Tyrande's violet was glowing in a blue luster, his body trembled slightly, and his right hand unconsciously buckled his three fingers. This was the posture of buckle the arrow and pulling the strings.

"Huh?" Chu Ci raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes were deep and dark as if there were two giant black holes. He was looked at by those majestic and light eyes. Tyrande, who had lived for thousands of years, could not have any idea of ​​resistance, as if an ant staring at the dragon, had no possibility of unnecessary delusion except for humbly offering his life.

Chu Ci and the other two left the temple and disappeared into the afterglow of the setting sun in Danasus.

In the hall of the temple, time gradually passed. Under the gentle moonlight, the famous moon goddess priestess collapsed on the ground weakly, his fingers trembled slightly, as if there was still a faint lingering fear deep in his heart.

"Goddess Eluen" Under the moonlight, Tyrande raised his delicate cheeks and stared at the statue of Eluen. In the quiet moonlight, her trembling whisper sounded, and she shivered with fear, "How did that unimaginable creature appear!"

The wind blows from all directions, and everyone knows its direction.

Clouds gather from east, west, south, and north, and I don’t know the reason.

The Emerald Dream has a natural tree that is exactly the same as the real world. On the huge canopy, you can clearly see the brightest light of the moon.

At a height of tens of thousands of meters above the surface, the dazzling silver galaxy flows quietly above the head. When you look up, the moon can become so big, bright, quiet and cold.

And quietly floating in this dream world, Chu Ci's heart was filled with tranquility, just like the color of the world itself.

"Your Excellency Chu Ci, you are here." A soft and quiet woman's voice suddenly heard in his ears. Not only did it not break the abruptness of peace, but it blended well with the beautiful moonlit night with bright wind and clear moon.

"Yesera?" Chu Ci turned his head with certainty and looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. Alextasa likes to become a high elves, Marigos likes to become humans, and Yesera obviously prefers night elves.

With the same mysterious and charming violet skin, "Yesera" has exquisite and mysterious patterns on her body, and her delicate and compact facial features are just right, not as bold and open as Tyrande. "Yesera" wears a black high-breasted dress without any extra pattern decoration, simply outlining a hot figure that is not inferior to Tyrande.

"How do you make sure it's me, not an ordinary night elf?" "Yesera" turned her head and stared at Chu Ci with a clear gaze, as if waiting for him to explain.

"Isn't it the only druids who can enter the Emerald Dream? Is there actually a dirty and ugly druid who is willing to change jobs in the Night Elf?" Chu Ci answered casually.

"Really?" "Yesera" seemed a little proud and laughed softly, her voice ethereal and light.

"Of course it's" Chu Ci suddenly noticed a feature that was different from the imagination, and suddenly shook, put away his lazy expression, stared at the silver eyes that seemed to be pure moonlight in "Yesera" and blurted out.

"The will of the heaven, the star soul of Azeroth, the last pure Titan, the goddess of the moon, Elune?"

"Yes, it's me, a visitor from another world. I've wanted to see you for a long time." Eluen stretched out his palm and touched Chu Ci's cheek.

"Men and women are not allowed to share their feelings, please do not touch good women!"

Chu Ci's scalp began to numb. He had imagined that he had fought with any gods and demons. Even Sargeras, the leader of the Burning Legion, had prepared a one-on-one plan, but he never included the moon goddess Eluen.

Not only is it unnecessary, but more because he has no chance of winning. He fights against Azeroth and Azeroth. This is a fucking death.

Fortunately, Elune cannot appear in Azeroth at the physical level, so wait!!!

Chu Ci raised his head and looked at the surprisingly large moon in the sky, wanting to cry without tears. It seems like he is trying to die!

"What are you afraid of? I won't attack you."

In the spiritual world of the Emerald Dream, everyone is in a state of mind. Any little thought is not deliberately covered up, almost nakedly will be displayed in front of others.

"Um?"

"You are different from other visitors from other worlds. You are maintaining order and you are very deliberate."
Chapter completed!