MTL - Worldly Stunning Blade-Chapter 1 Destiny

In the dense forest, a team of one or two hundred people is walking. Dozens of horses carry heavy cargo and take a leisurely pace.

Obviously, this is a caravan. In the middle of the caravan, there are thirty or forty merchant members and horses carrying goods. There are more than a hundred mercenaries around. Some of them walked quickly, some were riding on the ground dragon beast, and most of them relaxed and relaxed.

At this time, at the forefront of this team, there are several young people who are frolicking, and sometimes they give extraordinarily hearty laughter.

"Lamos, you said that we have been traveling for ten days. How can we not even meet the intermediate level of Warcraft? It’s a depressing journey." A young, plump young mercenary complained to his partner. With.

"Delhi, is this kid's skin itchy? If you are not comfortable, you can practice with me. If you say this again, they will be heard by the merchants. They are upset at most. If they are heard by the head of Li, It’s not necessary to peel off your skin.” A young man of twenty-four, laughing and talking to the young mercenary who was dissatisfied. He is also Ramos, with an enviable blond hair, a handsome appearance, and a demeanor, and at first glance he thought it was a nobleman. In fact, although Ramos has a noble blood, he has already fallen behind. In the mercenary group, he also likes to mix with a group of people who are about the same age. Although it looks temperament, it looks a little more outstanding. As for strength, Ramos is also a leader. The Delhi that just spoke, did not eat too much under his hand.

Ramos’s words naturally caused a lot of mercenary members’ good-hearted laughter. After all, they are all passionate young people. In their eyes, some twists and turns are passionate and romantic. Although it is only the edge of the World of Warcraft forest, but only a few low-level World of Warcraft in a dozen days, it is indeed a bit depressed.

"This is not the case, even if Li’s head is not going to take me.” Delhi’s ridicule of his companions didn’t take it seriously. Instead, he exaggeratedly followed the topic and said: “I have not seen the intermediate. Warcraft, when it is time for you to see and see the talent of this genius." His words, with his squirming some chunky body, let the surrounding mercenaries send a burst of laughter.

"I think it's good to don't scare your pants when you get there. I think Li will definitely look at your poor and forgive you for this boring thought." Ramos was also amused by the body language of Delhi. And said that I couldn't help but make a terrible expression.

"Young guys, what are you talking about? I seem to hear about me." A hearty and laughter came, I saw the age of the people in their forties, the facial features were very tough, tall and muscular. Strong and strong, wearing a set of old-fashioned armor, very brave and brave.

"The head is good." Several young mercenaries greeted the people. Only Delhi’s face seemed a bit embarrassing, after all, he just boasted about it. Everyone in the entire mercenary group knows that Delhi's strength is great, but his sword is really bad. If the first three moves have not subdued the enemy, it is estimated that he will only wait for the fate of failure.

"He, the head of Li, just now, I feel that the journey is monotonous. I want to find a few intermediate-level Warcraft to entertain and entertain." Ramos did not hesitate to betray Delhi, and his eyes turned to Delhi from time to time. . There are only a lot of jokes in the speech, which makes people feel a little bit tolerant.

The head of Li looked at Delhi, who was hiding from his eyes. He came to Delhi and patted him on the shoulder: "It’s very brave, I am very optimistic about you. At the very least, the mercenary should be brave, you are doing very well. Ok." When Delhi showed a grateful expression, who knows that Li’s head turned forward, "But before that, I think it is necessary for you to defeat Ramos first, because Ramos is definitely not as terrible as the middle-level Warcraft. ""

Suddenly, Delhi’s grateful expression disappeared, and everyone in the mercenary group knew how bad it would be to challenge Ramos in Delhi. Delhi quickly remembered the kind of hellish taste.

However, Li Lin’s head was bold and with sincere words, but the mercenaries were secretly thinking that they did not follow the wrong person. At least let Delhi face Ramos first, there is no danger to life.

"Hey, what a funny thing, let me listen?" A soft voice came. It is the little princess Miss Xiao in the regiment.

Li Lin looked at the daughter in front of her, a boy's dress, just the eyes of the big eyes, the extraordinarily smart, let her vaguely have a girl's tenderness.

With the arrival of her, she was followed by a green woman, but she was quite fresh and beautiful. She was a beautiful landscape among the mercenary groups of almost all men. The eyes of some young mercenaries sneaked a few eyes on the woman. Li Lin knows that it is entirely out of a man's love for women, and he will not say anything more.

"Little girl, don't always run out and be busy, and stay honest. Here is the World of Warcraft forest, everywhere is dangerous." Li Lin said to the road.

He was very naughty and made a face to Li Lin. He also spit out his own small tongue and expressed disdain for Li Lin’s words. The mouth secretly groaned: "Don't bully me, I don't know anything. It's been ten days, and even the middle-level Warcraft hasn't met. It's really suffocating."

However, in the face of Li Lin's pretending fierce eyes, he still can only walk in the middle of the team. The green woman who has been around her is also a smile, the elegant style, let the young mercenaries around us feast their eyes.

Fortunately, the weather is not early, and then half an hour will be dark, when the team can stop to rectify, but also ignite a bonfire, and a few laughs with the girls in the caravan responsible for logistics. This is the most interesting thing for the mercenaries of the **** caravans.

Although there has not been any major danger, the entire caravan has not rushed to accelerate. Now several people walking in front of the team are walking on foot. After Li Lin restrained him, he returned to the middle of the team. After the mercenaries left after Li Lin’s departure, the words they said were naturally increased.

Walking all the way, talking and laughing, it is quite fun.

At this time, the sunset is slanting, and on the branches of the forest, the lush leaves seem to flash the afterglow of the sun, just like a layer of gold. Occasionally some of the sun leaked and the bar was printed on the ground. All this makes the mercenaries feel that the World of Warcraft looks so beautiful. Although there are hidden murders behind this beautiful.

Suddenly, his eyes screamed in the woods: "Ah, there are people."

At the foot of a big tree not far from the road, there is a man.

After everyone confirmed that they were not shouting, they followed them and went forward. Several people stopped at a distance from the big tree. He even shouted a few words, "Hey, are you okay in front of you?" Such irrelevant words, seeing the other side not responding, several people slowly approached some.

After all, a single person, appearing here, will never be a simple matter. You know, here is the World of Warcraft. Even, just at the edge of the Warcraft Forest.

However, until the people came to this person, he did not mean to get up.

This person's dress style is rather strange, and there are quite a lot of broken places, it seems a bit embarrassing. Face down, groaning, can't see how it looks, but it can be estimated that this person is not sleeping here, but a victim.

Warcraft forests in the World of Warcraft are not frequent, even if Ramos meets a little bit of Warcraft, and only escapes, if bad luck, being attacked, it will definitely hurt. With their own personalities, the mercenaries feel that this person should be injured before they will be here. As for whether it is fainting or dead, it can only be confirmed by further contact.