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310. It's too disdainful to let the enthusiastic pandaren take the initiative to drive away the guests [2/5](2/2)

The pirate picked up the sapphire pipe and held it in his mouth. He lowered his head to light the fire and said in the rising smoke:

"Next, I'm going to find the Great Guardian Lai, the real master of you and Pandaria, and I'm also bringing some of his followers with me.

I wouldn't mind having another stubborn giant in my pilgrimage.

So, do you want to come with us to meet the gods?

"Owner?"

The dim light in the eyes of the Titan guard named Norush became brighter, and he asked in an eager tone:

"The master's aura has disappeared for a long time. Are you sure, are you sure you can find him? I heard in ancient times that a Thunder God Emperor rose up among my descendants."

Legend has it that he controls thunder, and the descriptions of his stories make me feel terrible.

If my guess is true, it means that my great master has...are you sure that the Great Guardian still exists?"

"Do you really want him to die? Then you are really a loyal servant.

The pirate said something in a strange tone, moved his shoulders again, and said:

"I confirm that he still exists, but it is not easy to reach where he is. I need a big man like you to be my forward to clear the obstacles.

As long as you work hard, I can guarantee that you will see him within five days.

However, your body is shattered into pieces, so I will take away your memory core and logic module and rebuild your body in the Nalaksha Engine."

Blake drew out the Salameni sword, made a gesture on the giant's broken body, and said:

"This might hurt a little"

"Kacha"

Before he could take action, Norush raised his fist.

The last energy originally used to ambush Blake was blasted on his broken body. As the gravel flew everywhere, a big crater opened in his chest.

He said intermittently:

"Take it away. As long as you allow me to see the master, I am willing to serve you... for the time being."

I now believe in your loyalty to Len."

The pirate showed an unbearable expression under his helmet. He looked at the "suicidal" giant in front of him, grinned and said:

"God, this must be very painful. Alas, why can't I find subordinates who are so loyal to me? Sure enough, subordinates created by myself are much more worry-free than those recruited from outside.

Maybe I should turn my incompetent, useless subordinates into stone too."

With such complaints, the stinky pirate took out all the important cores of the giant that had stopped in front of him.

He sauntered away while blowing the pirate whistle. After walking out of the sealing hall, he turned around and threw a merciless Void Cataclysm spell at the cave behind him that had witnessed the dark things.

Amid the pull and explosion of terrifying energy, the cave dug out by the mantis demons collapsed, sealing off the ancient secret place that had only just been revealed to the light of day.

The most valuable thing here has been taken away, let it disappear into history until it is dug up again by some cheap archaeologist.

Three days later, Tanglang Plateau, Panzao Temple.

Blake, who was leading a group of his incompetent subordinates to hold a banquet in the temple and eat and drink, saw the sullen Zhu Taran. He drunkenly raised the wine bottle in his hand and invited Master Zhu:

"Come on, come on, congratulations to the boss, come and have a drink, look at today's dish, it's great."

"That's right, that's great."

The idiot Little Xingxing, whose mouth was full of oil, waved a big leg of beef and cheered:

"The 108-course Emperor's Banquet was amazing. It was the best meal I have ever had. I will continue to eat it tomorrow. Hey, monkeys,

Jump up! Make a scene!"

Under the cheers of Little Star, a group of drunkards, led by Captain Kenken, performed a fast-paced and hot lake dance for the lively undead pirates.

This caused a group of drunken pirates to cheer loudly.

Amidst the whistles, someone threw coins to reward the good work.

The well-fed and drunk shieldmaidens were already looking for trouble in Nuzao Temple, competing with the pandaren monks in boxing, and it was Fenner who took the lead.

In this smoky environment, the trio of warlocks discussed in low voices the bad idea of ​​stealing things from Panzao Temple, which immediately attracted the support of many bastards.

Seeing all this made Zhu Tagang's anger soar.

He pulled the stinky pirate by his collar and growled at him:

"If you want to have fun, go to another place! Damn it! This is Panzao Temple, one of the four holy places in Pandaria, and you have turned it into a pirate den.

Black Bull Heavenly Lord is grateful for your contribution to Pandaria, and is sorry to drive you away, but you really have no sense of being a guest at all!

Let me ask you, the Gaolan Formation lost a batch of military supplies the day before yesterday. Did you take them away?

And last night, my monk was beaten while patrolling, and all his equipment was taken away. Was it the pirates under your command who did it?

In these three days, the number of theft incidents on the entire Tanglang Plateau has increased tenfold!

You guys are really going too far!

You are no longer welcome here!

Walk!

Take your damn villain subordinates away immediately!"

"Oh my, my pandas are chasing people away. This is really a rare thing."

The drunk Black laughed and didn't care about Master Zhu's anger at all. He patted the arm of the panda in front of him and said:

"We are leaving tonight, don't be afraid, my dear friend, we are just making preparations. The fog on the outer sea has dispersed a little, and we can set off home.

I mean it.

Seeing as we had a great time together, why don't you give me a parting gift?

Are you so picky?"
Chapter completed!
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