The Search for the Lost Life

Out of the sight of everyone in Yingyi Square, Mobai's spirit and impulsiveness disappeared immediately, and he chose a big tree with lush branches to climb up.

Lying on a branch, Mobai squinted at the sunlight shining through layers of leaves, suddenly feeling a little dazed.

What is the real self like?During this period of time, those different performances in front of different people seem to be performed easily, but there is a sense of unreality.

Turning over, Mobai lay on his side and looked at the magnificent building faintly visible in the gaps in the leaves. Feeling the blood elves' pride in Silvermoon City and the nature of the oath guard, he reached out and touched the tip of his left ear: "It seems a little lazy."

As soon as he finished speaking, Mobai jumped down from the branch, and at the same time, he drew his sword with his left hand and stabbed straight down into the back of the unlucky Bobcat who just passed under the tree.

Shanmao let out a cry of pain, just about to react, but Mobai's right hand also moved, piercing Shanmao's undefended throat horizontally.The Bobcat couldn't even howl, and just fell to the ground and died.

"This magic spring hunter is a bit bigger, but it doesn't seem to be much stronger than the one on Sun Chaser Island?" Mobai muttered, observing his own data, he was surprised to find that he had reached his level at some point. Eleventh level, four levels higher than when I went to Eagle Wing Plaza.

Undoubtedly, even though Mobai didn't receive any missions, Alonis and the others still gave her the experience of missions, more or less.

"Okay, let's have a barbecue to celebrate." Mo Bai quickly accepted the fact, and then took out a small knife that he bought earlier, "Fortunately, I learned how to cook in Eagle Wing Plaza. Although I only know how to make spiced bread, at least there is no problem with starting a fire. .”

Muttering in his mouth, Mobai moved quickly with his hands. In a blink of an eye, he skinned a bobcat corpse, shaved off some of the best and most tender meat, and then watched the corpse disappear because of the time limit. The skin and flesh turned into crumbled leather and lynx tenders.

After putting away the things, Mobai looked around, chose the beach and ran over.

After setting up the firewood and lighting the fire, Mobai took out the tender meat of the lynx and threaded it with clean branches.

She just learned to start cooking, so in terms of cooking skills, she only knows one spice bread, but Mobai doesn't believe that she can only speak according to the data, and she really starts to roast meat.

Put the meat on the fire, turn it over from time to time, so that the meat can be cooked evenly, wouldn't it be good?

It's a pity that even the seemingly simple steps of roasting meat are not easy in practice.

When Mobai raised the barbecue on the shelf for the third time and scratched it with a knife, he found that even though the surface was already black, the meat inside was still bloodshot, and his face was also black.

Throwing the inedible piece of barbecue on the ground, Mobai squatted there and poked it with a knife for a long time, then stood up unrepentantly and looked at the beach not far away.

Some small creatures can be seen walking and running there from time to time.

"The posture is really ugly." Mobai pulled out the sword and muttered, "It's so noisy." He said and walked over there.

Gradually approaching, the map changed to a quiet coast, and the unpleasant wow sound that drifted into Mobai's ears with the wind during the barbecue before became more and more obvious, and the whole coast seemed extremely noisy.

The noisy ones were short, fat creatures with short limbs, covered with gray scales, with a few barbs on their backs, a wide mouth and two protruding eyeballs, extremely ugly.

"Murlocs and mermaids are indeed completely different creatures." Mo Bai sighed, and his already bad mood became worse.

Coincidentally, a dark-scale marauder ran towards Mobai yelling, and without hesitation, Mobai unceremoniously drew his sword and stabbed it.

Seeing that more than half of the blood bar of the Darkscale Marauder had dropped, Mobai was wary of the possible counterattack from the murloc and planned to make up for it to end its life, but he didn't expect the murloc to react quickly and turn around with the injury. He rushed towards the mermaid group not far away, shouting loudly all the way.

Mobai couldn't understand the language of the murlocs, but he could understand what happened.

The moment she didn't react, the injured mermaid ran to seek help from her companion. With her speed, even if she caught up with it, she might have already entered the perception range of the pile of three murlocs.

Seeing the four murlocs over there turning their heads to look at him in unison, their ferocious faces combined with ferocious expressions, Mobai paused for a moment, turned around and ran away immediately.

Just kidding, don't say that my level is almost one against four with them, just say that Mobai doesn't want to be touched by them at all for those sticky scales.

There was a louder wah-la sound coming from behind, and Mobai could have imagined that the murlocs behind her were yelling and chasing them, but she was still confident in her speed.

However, she relaxed a little too soon.

It's true that the murlocs haven't caught up with her yet, but an ice arrow hit Mobai, and there was a tearing pain on her back, followed by bone-piercing iciness, her whole body stiffened as if frozen, and her speed slowed down significantly. slow down.

Taking a quick look at his stats, he didn't lose much blood, but the problem was that there was an additional negative effect of freezing, which reduced his speed by 50.00%.

The sound of the murloc behind him was getting closer and closer, and when he stepped into the grass, Mobai estimated that the distance he ran was far beyond the range of the murloc's perception, but the murloc behind him still kept chasing after him.

The accident in the ruins of Yinyue City made Mobai know that he couldn't believe too much that this distance would work on him. Gritting his teeth, Mobai suddenly used the strength of stepping down to turn around and recoil. Just a horizontal chop.

The two murlocs in the lead were caught off guard and couldn't stop, and directly bumped into Mobai's sword blade.

There was a high-pitched scream, and one of the wounded murlocs swayed and fell down. The remaining two murlocs, one injured and the other unharmed, rushed over, and one stopped not far away. , Concentrating mana and chanting mantras from afar.

Ignoring the two extra cuts on his body, Mobai looked at the half-full blood bar that injured the murloc in front of him. He swung his right hand flexibly and made a sword. Go to a quarter of the blood.

As a result, the murloc with only a little blood left stopped attacking, turned around and ran behind screaming.

It was exactly the same as the murloc who asked for help before.

"So that's it." Mobai whispered, focusing on the remaining Darkscale Marauder in front of him.

It is not too difficult for Mobai to resist the Frostbolt hitting him one-on-one. He concentrates all his attention on the cooperation of his left and right hands. When his health bar is less than a certain amount, Mobai's idea is verified, and he secretly The scale looter turned around and ran away again.

But how could Mobai, who had enough energy this time, let him continue running?Facing its back was a sword, and the Darkscale Marauder fell to the ground dead.

It's just that before Mobai had a chance to catch her breath, the deceleration effect was once again covered with ice arrows on her body. She held the sword and rushed towards the dark scale prophet who kept casting spells on her.

At this moment, Mo Bai hated that she could only fight at close range, and the magic with positioning ability was not something she could completely dodge.

He conveniently harvested the remaining Darkscale Marauder who ran away for help but couldn't find the same kind, and could only run back to attack Mobai. Mobai finally arrived in front of the Darkscale Prophet.

At least, the Prophet didn't know anything other than chanting spells and casting spells. Mobai successfully killed the fourth murloc before the next Frostbolt chanting was completed.

Searching for things on the murloc, he dragged his bruised body to the rock where the fish was grilled before.

Mobai suddenly realized that he seemed to be going too smoothly during this period of time, so that he was careless and almost died when facing an opponent of the same level.

After all, acting skills and sneak attacks are just methods that are not widely used, and she still needs to find out the real way of fighting by herself.

And—thinking of the Darkscale Prophet before, Mobai's face darkened a bit—even if he is in close combat, it doesn't mean that he can only use close combat attacks, right?

Making up his mind, Mobai almost arrived at the place where the bonfire was lit before. He raised his head to look for the exact direction, but was surprised to find a person sitting beside the extinguished bonfire not far away.

Just simply sitting, you can feel the nobility and restrained domineering that have already been integrated into the bone marrow, and people can't help but look up.

Lowering his head, letting the hair hanging on his forehead cover his eyes, Mobai continued to walk there unhurriedly.

One of the guardian dragons who inherited the will of the Titans and promised to protect the world of Azeroth, the Red Dragon Queen Alexstrasza, known as the Life-Binder, was also the dragon who almost decided to wipe out her own existence before.

This time, is she aware of the epidemic before?Or is it some other reason?

Finally walking to the bonfire, Mobai sat down on the grass and exhaled, took out the linen collected in the package and prepared bandages, with his head down, he didn't look at Alexstrasza who didn't say a word.

Mobai could feel that Alexstrasza's gaze was always on her, but she didn't know what was in her eyes at the moment.However, at least until now, there is no such compelling sense of oppression and killing intent.

It seems that things are much better than I imagined.

Thinking quickly in his mind, Mobai finally made the not-so-delicate bandages in his hands, picked up a few and tied them on his arms, and the pain in his hands was reduced by half immediately.

However, the wound on his back couldn't be bandaged by himself. Mo Bai gestured and threw the bandage aside with a bitter face, so he had to choose to eat to solve the blood loss caused by the wound on his back, but the pain might last for a while It won't go away for a while.

On the other end, Alexstrasza had been calmly watching the movements of the unusual blood elf in front of him.

Yes, just to observe, without any killing intent.

Before leaving Sunstrider Isle, Alexstrasza was invited by the bronze dragon king Nozdormu to go to Tanaris, the place where the bronze dragons live.

As the guardian of time, Nozdormu has not had much contact with the other four guardian dragons, and puts more power on guarding the flow of time. He rarely makes any comments or opinions on the present, just quietly on the sidelines.

For such a kinsman, Alexstrasza was always willing to listen to his rare but precious opinion.

This time Nozdormu was still the same, carrying everything he had learned from time, neither revealing nor twisting.

The conversation of the day seems to be just lamenting the changes, disasters and opportunities of the creatures over the tens of thousands of years.

However, Alexstrasza still thought of the meaning that Nozdormu was at least one of them. The mutation may represent a disaster, but it may also represent an opportunity. With tens of thousands of years of long life, how many races have they seen? born?

So, after leaving Tanaris, Alexstrasza continued to observe the movement of Azeroth according to her duty, and returned to Sunstrider Island unknowingly, and then saw the blood elf who asked her to come and The scene of the murloc fighting.

It was a neat movement, but he made a fatal mistake of being careless, as innocent and ignorant as a newborn baby dragon.

But now he was tidying up the wound alone, with an annoyed and stubborn look, which made Alexstrasza stunned for a while.

The author has something to say: It’s a tragedy to go out to eat New Year’s Eve dinner, although there is a short story about the New Year that is calm and flowing... I hope I can be liberated soon after dinner, and of course I wish everyone a happy New Year~