Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

  Chapter 865 The world’s first dog licking (third update, ask for monthly pass for subscription)

  But it won’t take long for her to know who did it.

  Outside the woods, everyone could vaguely see a figure with demon wings.

  He is hunting down those Hellhounds, and the Hellhound is a dish in front of him.

  Eonar frowned. Looking at the figure, she didn't think that there was such a person in Dalaran.

  Only Tyrande's brows gradually frowned.

  Finally, the man rushed out of the woods.

  He exudes a terrifying sense of oppression.

  The surrounding hellhounds and Morgo craftsmen fled one after another.

  But when he rushed out of the woods, he was stunned.

  It was a tall, unfamiliar face with devil wings and devil horns.

  His eyes are wrapped in a black cloth, and he seems to be blind.

  He holds a pair of emerald green double-edged scimitars in both hands.

  Seeing this shape, seeing this weapon, even a blind person knows who it is.

  He may not be the most powerful person in Azeroth.

  But he must be the most impressive one, no one.

  Ilidan. Stormrage! The most complete man, the most powerful sister-in-law.

   once turned countless warriors and thieves into incomplete men.

  Maybe the whole world will spurn him, but soldiers and thieves will not spurn him.

  Even if he turns those fighters and thieves into incomplete men.

  There are still countless warriors and thieves who pray on their knees when facing him.

   "Tyrande!?" Illidan Stormrage looked at Tyrande madly.

  Even if he is blind, he can instantly perceive the qi...smell on Tyrande.

  At this moment, a hand was placed on Tyrande's shoulder.

   "Demon hunter, put down your weapons, otherwise... I will let Tyrande into my bed tonight."

  A group of people took the initiative to distance themselves from Jin Si, and they all said they were not familiar with Jin Si.

  Ilidan. Stormrage instantly became angry, and his whole body was exuding feverish fel energy.

  The pair in hand

   "Let go of Tyrande, what is coming for me!"

   Jin Si rolled his eyes: "Brother, I am not interested in you. If you give me the egg knife, then Tyrande will be yours."

  Ilidan. Stormrage said angrily that the sword is there, and the sword is dead.

   Then, Illidan Stormrage threw a pair of egg knives in front of Jin Si.

   Jin Si pushed Tyrande and sent her to Illidan Stormrage.

  It’s not my own anyway, so I don’t feel bad at all.

   "Tyrande, are you okay." Illidan Stormrage helped his sister-in-law.

  "Ilidan, why are you here?"

  Ilidan. Stormrage is very angry. He was originally Kil'jaeden's running dog, or pretending to be Kil'jaeden's running dog.

   Kil'jaeden asked him to come to Icecrown Citadel to kill the disobedient Kel'Thuzad.

  He crossed the mountains and the sea, and also crossed the mountains and the sea, across the continent of Kalimdor.

  It took two years to finally come to Northrend and finally found Icecrown Citadel.

  He was climbing halfway up the mountain, but a pile of baba was thrown down from the sky.

  Do you think this can be tolerated? Illidan Stormrage ran away on the spot.

  Fly directly onto Dalaran.

  Found that there are demons everywhere here.

  He felt that Dalaran was probably the outpost of the Burning Legion.

   Then lurked in Dalaran, waiting for the opportunity to kill some Morgo craftsmen during this time.

  When everyone heard what Illidan Stormrage said, they all looked at Jin Si.

  This was accidentally injured by him.

  Everyone couldn't help but sympathize with Illidan Stormrage.

  How bad is this? I was accidentally injured by Agamagan’s Baba.

   "This egg knife belongs to me, mine is for you."

  Jin Si also took out his own egg knife, which is stronger than Illidan Stormrage's egg knife.

   But after all, it is a counterfeit.

  Jin Si still feels that the genuine fragrant.

  It's like porcelain made with modern craftsmanship, no matter how high the craftsmanship is, there is no fragrance of porcelain from the Ming and Qing Dynasties.

  Ilidan Stormrage rolled around with a donkey, grabbed the egg knife that Jin Si had thrown on the ground, and pointed the blade at Jin Si.

   Jin Si was not at all angry with Illidan Stormrage's behavior.

  Everyone licks dogs, so why bother to lick dogs.

   "Dandan, we are not enemies."

  Ilidan Stormrage was noncommittal to Jin Si's words.

   "Let down the weapon, let's talk." Jin Si said again.

  Ilidan. Stormrage remained unmoved, watching Jin Si vigilantly.

   "If you don't put down your weapons, then I will let Tyrande serve me sleep tonight."

  Ilidan. Stormrage chose to believe Jin Si's words.

  Jin Si stepped forward and draped Illidan Stormrage’s shoulders: "Go, let's talk as we walk, I feel like we are old friends we haven't seen for many years."

  Ilidan. Stormrage is not willing to go, where Tyrande is, he is there.

   "You'll be slowing down again, I'm tonight..."

   Then Illidan Stormrage obediently followed Jin Si.

   "Who are you on earth?" Illidan Stormrage asked.

   "Like you, enemies of the Burning Legion."

   "Then what's the matter with the devil here?"

  "Is it hard to understand, you use the power of the devil to hunt the devil, and I enslaved the devil. In essence, we are all the same. We all hate the devil and guard the peace of this world."

"How did you know?"

   Illidan. Stormrage frowned and asked.

  Everyone felt that he was depraved, and no one trusted him.

  Even Tyrande did not trust him.

   But Illidan. Stormrage is still moving forward alone.

I have to say that Illidan Stormrage is the saddest hero in the history of Warcraft.

  Even if Tyrande didn't believe him, he still used his own way to protect Tyrande and the world.

  Being locked up by Tyrande and Malfurion Stormrage for ten thousand years, he still never forgets his love for Tyrande.

  When ten thousand years later, Tyrande released him from prison and said that I needed you.

  Ilidan. Stormrage directly picked up the egg knife and followed Tyrande out.

  Ten thousand years in prison, Illidan Stormrage comforted his soul with a small yellow flower that Tyrande gave him.

   even used her own power to keep this little yellow flower for ten thousand years without wilting.

  Jin Si's eyes suddenly became deep, looking at the distant sky.

  "I also have someone I love. I want to protect the world in my own way. As long as I can kill all the disasters that threaten this world in the cradle, then she won't have to face the disaster by herself."

  Ilidan. Stormrage looked at Jin Si and suddenly felt a sense of identity.

  "Now I am going to eradicate an ancient **** hiding in the depths of this mountain range. At that time, Tyrande will also participate in the battle. Are you also a part of this battle?"

   "I will go wherever Tyrande goes." Illidan Stormrage said firmly, "But I need my own weapon."

   "The pair of weapons I gave you are more powerful than the weapons you used to be. Take the time to get familiar with them. You will use them in battle."

  "I prefer my own weapons..."

   "What have you eaten these past few days? Let's go, I have prepared a great dinner for you."

   "I spent 10,000 years with my weapons... Only the Warblade of Azzinoth can play all of my..."

  "Would you like to have dinner with Tyrande?"

  (End of this chapter)