Chapter 368

The night passed.

"Lord, get up... Ah -!"

Fiona covered her mouth and pointed at Donne with a frightened face.

"Well... What's the matter?"

Donne rubbed his eyes. He didn't know why. He always felt his head was so heavy and sleepy.

Fiona's exclamation immediately attracted Elsa, vanilla and Locke. As soon as a group of people ran into the tent, they stared in amazement.

Donne looked at them misty. "What's the matter? Each one has this expression?"

"This voice... And eyes and nose... Is the Lord. That's right."

Fiona was completely messy and rushed up in a panic. Regardless of her identity, she touched Donne's face: "but how did it become like this?"

Elsa fled with a cry: "my Lord can't be so wild!"

What the hell is this!?

"Lord..."

Locke stared and said with great admiration, "although I know you may like manliness, to be honest, it doesn't match your temperament at all... You're still suitable for the previous scholars."

"What's the matter with me?"

Donne was completely stunned. He just slept. The world line changed?

At this time, Elia hopped into the tent: "big brother got up. My sister didn't know why she was crying - ah! It's the same - er!!!"

Elia suddenly covered her mouth, and then she was messy, and her eyes almost turned into mosquito coils.

What, what's going on?

The beard on the big brother's face

Why is the big brother with a beard the same as she thought yesterday?

Or did the big brother look like this from the beginning?

The handsome big brother doesn't exist at all?

The little girl is messy and doesn't know what to do.

When he noticed Elia's eyes, Donne noticed the abnormality in his body. He looked down and his heart jumped, two, three

"Lying in a big trough!!!"

Donne jumped up, his face as ugly as a chrysanthemum exploded by a man: "what the hell is this * * * *?"

No wonder I feel so heavy and sleepy. I have grown a meter long beard overnight!

And the beard was not generally thick, just like the vigorous trunk.

Damn it, is it the dwarf blessing left by barrow yesterday?

Dunn recalled Barrow's sentence "may your beard grow like a tree of life forever". Now what he thinks is full of vicious curses - a man with such a beard is not a curse. What is it?

The most painful thing for Donne's egg is that the beard has grown into a strange pony shape - can you imagine how a man's beard feels like a rainbow pony?

no The point is not the shape of the beard!

The point is how the beard came from!

Donne feels like a dog... No, it's more like being forced to explode by a dog!

"Lord, Lord... It doesn't matter... Even with such a strong beard... Lord still Lord... I'll get used to it... I'll get used to it... No, it's right... Oh, ha ha..."

"Hey, Fiona! Wake up!"

"Wow, wipe class!"

Upon hearing the news, Brian just opened his tent and was blinded by the powerful atmosphere called "overlord beard". The invincible momentum emanating from Donne's super beard lifted him up and fell to the ground.

"Big brother, big brother!"

Brian hit the ground with his fists and said with tears: "it's a brother. How can you do this!"

"Boo, Brian!?"

"Clearly, there is only a beard... Only a beard. I won't lose to my big brother... But as a brother... Do you even trample on my only dignity?"

Brian stood up with red eyes, waved his hand, took off his armor, and carefully held his beard in both hands, as if he were treating a sacred treasure: "in that case, come on! Brother, let's have a sacred 'beard Competition'

Donne was almost crazy: "what the hell is the tussah competition! There is such a competition among dwarves!? shit, has the world line really changed!?"

"Even the eldest brother can't insult the sacred 'Bushu Competition'

Brian said with red eyes, "although the eldest brother's beard is impeccable in color, length, fullness, fluffy and even shape, as a dwarf, we must safeguard the dignity of our dwarf country!!!"

Wait, everything else doesn't matter, except the shape. Don't agree with me!

Donne said with a broken face, "who did this?"

Although everything is possible in a God created world, no God will be so boring if he grows a meter long beard overnight?

Did the Earth Goddess hear what he said yesterday?

Donne's heart jumped. Yesterday he just thought about the "in-depth communication" conversation. Can it be heard?

If so... It makes sense to punish yourself by growing a beard

"All right, all right, stop it!"

"I guess I've guessed what's going on," said don, a little annoyed

too bad! Did big brother guess!?

Elia covered her mouth and crept out.

Donne's mind moved, and the sharp blade swished and shaved all the beard off his face. After shaving off his beard, his face was still bright and clean, with no cyan beard roots, as if those whiskers had not grown there at all.

"Back, back!"

Fiona, an excited spirit, subconsciously touched don's smooth chin and burst into tears: "the gods are on! It's time to wake up from this nightmare!"

With that, she turned sideways and fainted.

Donne hugged Fiona, and then said to Brian angrily, "this is over. No one is allowed to tell me. Rot him in his stomach, you know?"

Elsa nodded fiercely, "I see."

Brian looked at the pile of beards on the ground and looked very pale: "cut it off... Big brother, you cut off such a perfect beard... Waste... It's a waste..."

Don gnashed his teeth and said, "Brian, can you believe I'll throw you to master durandon and Abram now?"

"Hahaha!!!"

Brian was nervous and said with a wild laugh, "sure enough, my beard is invincible in the world! Even the eldest brother can't face this gap. Cut his beard to make a clear determination!"

I know your uncle

Whatever the reason, in a word, this morning of riots left an extremely deep impression on everyone - especially the bearded image of Donne, which has become an indelible black history in the hearts of the people

After breakfast, Donne went to see barrow again.

Barrow's first words stunned don when he saw him again.

"I heard that the people on your surface want to leave the red grottoes and continue to go deep underground?"

Donne had a flash of inspiration: "did you see Sisa and the man in black yesterday?"

"The man in black? You mean the one named Jonathan? That's right."

Barold nodded. "They asked me to pass there, but I refused."

"Why?"

"Because," said barold, waving his hand, "if you go further, you will soon reach the buffer zone."

"Buffer?"

"Our buffer zone with the Blackstone tribe."

Barrow sneered and said, "those guys don't communicate as well as us. When they see you, they will only break your bones, tear your flesh and blood, and then catch you and feed you to Warcraft."

"Blackstone tribe?"

Donne's face was confused: "what's that?"

"Didn't I tell you? We are the red stone tribe."

Barrow whispered, "the Blackstone tribe was once a tribe separated from us."

"Once?"

"Yes, because... They have become polluters now."

"Polluter?"

Donne noticed a strange noun: "can you explain it?"

"To tell you the truth, I don't really want to talk about this topic."

Barrow looked at Donne as if he thought of something. His beard shook slightly. Donne felt that he was laughing, and then heard him say, "but you have proved your sincerity, so I have decided to accept you as my friends, so I can give you a brief statement... And make a request for help."

Donne nodded, and barrow began to explain what happened to the polluter.

Different from the surface world, perhaps because the vast majority of areas are soil and rocks, and the chaotic door cannot produce pollution after it is opened there, it will be closed soon. Therefore, the probability of chaotic invasion of the underground world is very small, but even so, occasionally, the chaotic door appears in some caves, just leaking a little chaotic smell, It will pollute all kinds of organisms nearby.

Neither Warcraft nor underground dwarves can escape this pollution.

Polluters are the underground dwarves polluted by chaos. They may have been kind, but after being polluted by chaos, they have fallen into madness. They will tear up all the goals in front of them, whether they are former friends and family members or not.

However, the underground dwarves who still have reason can't fight against the polluters. In their eyes, these polluters are innocent. They are just unlucky, so they are polluted.

Therefore, from a long time ago, the underground dwarves began to expel the polluters and exile them to the depths of the earth, a place where there is no light.

Later, relying on their instinct, the polluters groped up, and then attacked the Blackstone tribe.

Their madness spread like a plague. The whole Blackstone tribe was overwhelmed and completely captured. Then the Blackstone tribe became a polluter.

The ranks of polluters have further expanded. They frantically attack Warcraft, dwarves of red stone tribe and innocent dark elves passing by. Therefore, the relationship between unknown dark elves and red stone tribe has fallen below the freezing point, and there are frictions between the two sides from time to time.

This is also one of the main reasons for the contradiction between the dark elves and the underground dwarves. Although it has been known for a long time that it is chaos pollution, the hostility that has long been formed is difficult to eliminate, which makes the leaders of the two races who originally live in a bad environment more headache.