Chapter 2

Ratchet, in the middle of Kalimdor's east coast, is always bustling and busy, and even now it's night, it's still full of busy goblins. These little green men entangled everyone passing by, hoping to squeeze the last coins out of his pocket.

With the sound of the siren, a passenger ship from the treasure Bay, the anchor bolt, sailed into the port. The passengers on the ship scrambled to squeeze out of the ship. They were not willing to stay on the ship full of oil smell for a moment.

At the end of the list is a panda man with a round belly. His tall stature, round belly and blue pet make many goblins label him "fat sheep".

Zui Feng, who knew nothing about it, sniffed, "this familiar smell, which I haven't been able to smell for 30 years. Although it's a little bit exciting, but I'm still a little excited - right, pop can ~ "

poor little Xianglong was a little confused because of seasickness, plus a burst of black smoke accompanied by a pungent smell. At this moment, the can rolled over directly and fainted completely.

After getting off the ship, a dozen goblins surrounded zuifeng tightly and began to sell various products. Zuifeng was in a good mood and observed carefully and commented on the mechanical knowledge he had learned in his life. With one goblin product after another being devalued by drunken wind, many goblins have no choice but to leave dejectedly, leaving only some Goblins who recommend houses and food to sell.

"All right, little ones!" Zui Feng took out two silver coins from the purse and threw them into the sky. They collided with each other and made a crisp sound. "Who can tell me the best hotel in ratchet city?"

"Oh, my dear sir, Deleuze brass bolt is at your service." a goblin seized the silver coin with a quick hand, "broken bone hotel! There is no better hotel in ratchet city than the broken bone hotel

"Good, lead the way."

A Panda Man and a goblin left the port and went to the hotel. The goblins around him had no choice but to disperse.

"Boss, I'd like to have your best food!" Just walked into the door of the hotel, Zui Feng's cry let the goblin who want to earn another two silver coins drop blood. Zuifeng's generosity is just to get rid of the annoying salesman and find someone to lead the way. In essence, zuifeng is not a generous person - at least in the face of Goblins who want to earn their own money.

"How about a salted bird's leg? Only 10 silver coins, this is fresh! You know, recently, Tauren and centaurs have been in conflict again. No one can deliver such prey except Tauren. Of course, you can add two more, and there will be a large glass of ale ~ "

" no need for ale. " Zui Feng took out 11 silver coins, "tell me where I can find that Tauren."

The boss quickly put away the silver coins, raised his head and showed a big smile: "wait a moment, the dishes will be served immediately. As for the tauren, you can see him soon. He lives here

When it comes to Tauren soldiers, the innkeeper shows just the right disdain: "the poor guy seems to be talking with the hot sand big man about buying food. I don't think it can be done. Those stupid cattle are useless except that they are strong enough."

Salt baked Lu Xing bird's leg came up, zuifeng picked up his knife, drew a piece, and then put it into his mouth to chew. It's rare that the boss didn't lie. The most chewy thigh of the fresh land bird retains the most delicious flavor and is full of vitality through salt baking. After swallowing, the drunk wind seemed to hear the wind whistling from the barren north.

Also hungry, drunk wind began to be eager to eat.

The wind and the clouds generally eat a land bird's thigh into its stomach - well, a little bit into the can's belly - and the drunken wind still seems to have more than enough. He unscrewed the gourd for wine from his waist, unscrewed the lid, poured it twice, and then reluctantly screwed on the lid. "There is not much monkey wine left. I should have asked ukwuke for more if I knew I had drunk so fast."

After leaving pandalia, there was no influence from the seven Asha poles, and zuifeng's whole bear got better. Although Yasha was killed by the Titans, zuifeng could still feel the influence of the evil spirits. After all, zuifeng's mind is a little more complicated than that of Panda Man, which makes it seem that with the growth of his strength, the ancient gods seem to whisper in his ears. Fortunately, the way of a martial monk requires pure mind. Zuifeng suppresses his negative emotions through a lot of meditation and meditation. However, in recent years, although he no longer cares about the fighting and killing of the shadow school, his thoughts are often out of control. That's why zuifeng had to leave pandalia.

"It's time to have some say in tribes and alliances!" Thinking of the future pollution of the beautiful valley and reckless brain disabled roar, drunk wind is helpless, "but also must improve their own strength, let people have fear!"

Just when Zui Feng bowed his head to meditate, a huge figure appeared in the hotel.

This is a black tauren, and a male hunter Tauren with a long bow. Outside the door, a huge thunder lizard is shaking its head and tail at him.

"Boss! Bread for three! What's more, pay the land bird's money quickly! "The innkeeper quickly brought a large plate of whole wheat bread and reluctantly handed over a small bag of coins. Tauren seems to be hungry, did not look at the number of coins began to gobble up. Unfortunately, the bread was not enough to lift his brows.

"Hey, have a bar!" Drunk wind untied the wine gourd and threw it to the Tauren. The Tauren seemed a little embarrassed after catching the wine, but he still unscrewed the lid and took a big mouthful.

"Thank you, friend." Tauren looks better, but he seems to think of something, and then he loses. "Your wine is really great. Unfortunately, this year's crazy Centaur has greatly reduced our grain production. We haven't made wine, otherwise you can try our wine."

"It seems that you, or your tribe, are in some trouble?" Zuifeng took the wine gourd, "introduce myself, my name is zuifeng, zuifeng · Iron Palm, as you can see, is a Panda Man monk."

"Panda Man? That's rare. I mentioned you when I heard stories from shamans in the clan, but it seems that it was a long time ago. Hello, Panda Man, zuifeng! I'm Kam of the mane clan. "

The mane clan?

Zuifeng stood up and said, "nice to meet you, manmane warrior. I bring greetings from Tianjiao, Hesong, blood and kaolin. May Mother Earth protect you forever!"

Kam manmane also stood up, and his high horn almost reached the ceiling. Different from the common language used in the conversation just now, zuifeng's last sentence was Tauren!

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