On the meadows of Nagran.

Sylvanas ran desperately towards the front, her already dead heart pounding, fast, fast, the goal was ahead.

She had to hurry or it might be too late.

Just when her graceful arm was about to touch it.

"Hah!"

A rather familiar roar came from behind her, and her heart immediately sank, and here he came.

She was still one step slower after all.

I saw Nelgo running forward gradually from her sight, neither the branches nor the stones made his steps stop for a moment, he got closer and closer to his prey, and finally he made a leap and cut the flesh and blood of his prey with the dagger in his hand, and the stupid beast fell in front of him.

He lay on the body of the beast, pressing it to make sure it would not escape, and the dagger in his hand slashed around its neck and throat, and after a while, the beast's struggle became smaller and smaller, and finally until death, he turned over and lay on his back and laughed: "This time I won." "

That's right, he won.

When he found her eyes staring at him, he said: "What you said, no spells, no help from any external forces, just a dagger, but I am still better than you." The

corners of his mouth turned up, and he was very happy to win Sylvanas, after all, he had lost too many times.

Sylvanas' nimble posture is faster than him, and every time he is only a little ahead of him, giving him the feeling that he can win if he tries a little harder.

He didn't know if it was Sylvanas' bad taste or if the gap between them was really only so small, but this time it was he who won.

"yes." She looked at him with slanted eyes, "The little orc finally won, but I seem to have won more times." He

did not deny that the War Song Orcs had their own pride, but this pride did not mean that they could not afford to lose.

In the recent hunt they found an interesting way to play, that is, to give up all external forces and magic help, Sylvanas does not use bows and arrows, Nairgo does not rely on spells, traps are thrown aside, simply use physical qualities more terrifying than the beast to hunt the big guys who are chosen, and the winner who kills the beast first can make a small request to the loser that is not excessive.

"Whatever you say, but this time, since I won, it is my turn to ask for it." Nairgo snorted and began to slowly peel off the hide.

"Do you want me to go to the barbecue?" Or sing you a song? She said softly, "After all, you can only think of this." "

Who do you look down on? Sing...... Is it an elegy for the upper elves? Nairgo now remembers the prop he used to brush, it seems to be a few banshees floating in the air and singing?

Nairgo looked at Sylvanas and hesitated for a moment, "Forget it, let's grill these meats first." "

Hmph.

"I know you're nothing new." She looked at Nairgo with a smile, what a simple orc.

He blurted out: "That's not a requirement I want to say. "

Oh?" She raised her eyebrows, "What interesting conditions did you come up with?"

Nelgo was speechless, if he had said it a long time ago, why bother now.

Hey, Sylvanas just wanted to say, or I'll sing you a song, just listen to him say: "Come again, how about it, this time it's night, let's go change places."

Sylvanas didn't know how to describe Nairgo, but she nodded anyway, he wanted to get closer by playing this boring little game with her?

But didn't he know that she had provoked this game?

The relationship between them is so wonderful that Sylvanas doesn't know how to describe it.

Comradeship? It seems that there have not been several battles either.

Camaraderie? If this is the range of friendship, Sylvanas is convinced that he should be ranked behind Garrush.

What is that? Romantic love? Hey, the corpse of a beautiful woman is the same as a beast, and this kind of love is a little shocking.

Sylvanas poked the roast on the fire and made a little joke: "When I win, I'll let you repeat it with me, so maybe we can stay in the wilderness for a whole year." "

If they don't have their own responsibilities.

"Sounds good." Nairgo thought about it in his head, this should have been an exciting picture, a man and a woman, secluded in the wild, sounding like characters from some story.

If he wasn't an orc, maybe he would really be tempted.

In the dark night, Nairgo extinguished the fire, and the two of them walked through a forest of huge trees.

It was dark, but the two of them weren't exactly the ones who needed light to see the road.

One has excellent night vision and a sense of smell, while the other doesn't care about the darkness at all.

"What's the feat?" Sylvanas said.

"Nothing, have you seen wolves before?" Nairgo asked.

She didn't ask Nairgo what he was thinking, and it was better to guess herself than to let him answer, provided that it would not affect their relationship.

In that case, it would be better to say it, Nelgo said so, and she planned to do it.

"Not only have I seen it, but I've hunted quite a bit." Sylvanas said to him, "But I'm sure I won't be the same thing as the wolf you are talking about, because your world is much more dangerous for any beast, and I think wolves are no exception."

Nairgo subconsciously said: "Of course, although I have not been to your world, Delano's wolf must be bigger and more ferocious than yours." "

Wait, he seems to be from Azeroth....

Nairgo reacted, Azeroth was even more outrageous than Draenor, and said that the trolls were a bunch of outrageous animal gods.

Sylvanas also thought about it, she looked at Nairgo, and had an interesting idea in her heart: "When I take him to Azeroth in the future, I must ask him again in front of the demigod of the night elves." "

Like they call him Goldring?

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth turned up a little.

This lady is not well.

Nairgo asked her, "Are you thinking something bad?"

"How is that possible." Sylvanas spread his hands, "How could I hurt you?"

She possessed slightly, causing Nairgo to hurriedly change the subject, "The beast I killed at the coming-of-age ceremony was a wolf, and I rushed into the wolves, and when they couldn't react..."

Sylvanas watched Nairgo stagger the babble topics, and she found it funny until she saw them.

In the darkness not far away, a pair of glowing eyes were looking at them.

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