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Chapter 633 Force and Reconciliation

In a tower in the center of Chenfeng Village, Xie Feng took off the heavy plate armor, retracted the space, and collapsed tiredly on the sofa.

The coalition was repelled, and although it was only temporarily, the Sun Well Highlands were controlled again. The tense nerves that had been tense for many days could finally relax a little. Although he knew that greater challenges and crises were still behind, his body and energy that were near his limits would not be said anymore.

The light footsteps stopped behind him, and his slender hands fell on Xie Feng's shoulder, slowly exerting force: "Salantis Island..."

"Don't say it!" He reached out and hugged his delicate body in his arms, turned over and pressed it down, and said viciously: "I don't want to hear any more information today! Even if Kiljadan will come the next moment... Let them all go to hell, I've had enough!"

"The edge of collapse..." The upper elf sister gasped in a low voice, gently stroked Xie Feng's back, and looked as charming as silk: "You need to vent appropriately."

"Celine..." Xie Feng's face suddenly flushed, and his hands couldn't help wandering, which triggered a pleasant and charming whisper...

Just as the atmosphere became more and more intense and was about to reach its peak, Xie Feng suddenly became discouraged, turned over and lay on his back, and covered his forehead with a wry smile: "This will cause even greater trouble... The hell of the Holy Light... I would rather face Kiljadan!"

The upper elf, the emperor, didn't care, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, climbed to Xie Feng's chest, and chuckled, "Do you remember our first time?"

"Plagueland?!" Involuntarily, his hands became unhonest again and flew up and down skillfully.

"No, it's the bathroom in Tarenmere..." The upper elf sister smiled and her body slowly moved down...

A trace of nostalgia flashed in Xie Feng's eyes, an irresistible greed and excitement slowly poked up, his upper body slowly staring at her with a burning gaze.

"That female Tyrannosaurus just went out..." gently unbuttoned her belt, her tone filled with explicit temptation: "Liadrin is too..."

Under Xie Feng's surprise gaze, the upper elf sister reached out and flicked her hand on the iron snake: "We only have two hourglass time."

"Enough!" Someone reached out and summoned the thunderous rage, swung it hard, and penetrated it straight into the stone steps at the entrance of the hall.

The upper elf, the emperor, was very satisfied with his actions. He smiled sweetly and lowered his head gently... After a moment, under Xie Feng's direct air conditioning and almost suffocating, he slowly stood up, leaned his back on the sofa, and reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth: "...Isn't you going to have a shot?"

"I'm already hungry and thirsty!" Xie Feng roared, tore his shirt apart, and pounced on him viciously.

The Ranger Commander Kreya, who was about to report, was about to walk in, but was startled by the wind sword that suddenly flew out, subconsciously twitched the short sword, focused on alert, and then, a moving music composed of a soul-shaking low moan and a heart-warming roar came into his ears without any suspense...

How could Claya, who served as the maid of Qingfeng Manor, not know what this means? She suddenly felt her ears hot and her face was rosy.

He was stunned for a moment, then he retracted the short sword in anger, and indignantly told the rangers who surrounded him because of his excessive reaction: "The range of warning has been expanded three times! Without the general's personal permission, no one is allowed to get here half a step!"

As he said that, he took the long bow with a helpless look on his face and took off his long ears, and personally acted as the doorman.

Perhaps it was Das Rema's blessing, in almost an hour, the other mistresses of the small tower did not come back, and a few blood elf commanders who came to report and ask for instructions were also stopped outside by Claya, allowing someone to enjoy a rare and wonderful time...

Sitting on the balcony of the tower, facing the refreshing sea breeze, Xie Feng frowned for several months and finally dissipated slightly. The upper elf and royal sister lay in her arms, exuding the lazy and charming style unique to mature women, and reached out to caress the scratches on Xie Feng's chest...

This is the evidence left by uncontrollably letting go of the body and mind during passion. It is not unforgettable, but Xie Feng is reluctant to let them heal.

"Why do I feel like having an affair?" Xilundis glanced up a little unhappy: "Although it's very exciting~"

Xie Feng looked at the sea in the distance awkwardly, feeling guilty and did not dare to look at her. Although the "Female Tyrannosaurus" mentioned by the upper elf Royal Sister, Xie Feng still did not dare to make it clear during this "sensitive" period...

"In three days, I will send you to Kalimdo..." He took the initiative to change the topic and avoid his own tragedy.

Xilundis did not insist on staying, moved, found a more comfortable position, and his mouth curled slightly: "If you want...but you have to understand that if you fail, it will be useless for me to hide anywhere."

Xie Feng gently put his soft and cute long purple ears on his face, leaned over and kissed him lightly, and replied: "But as long as I succeed, it will be one of my foundations in Azeroth... a full bargaining chip!"

"Just because of the old, weak, sick and disabled people of the Shindra tribe?" A gloomy flashed in Shilundis's eyes: "There are not many survivors."

Xie Feng didn't care: "But they are the upper elves after all! And what I need is just temporary excessiveness."

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Outerland, the Void Storm Alliance camp, the battle report from Duke Berval is being circulated by senior officials on both sides...

"This is impossible!" Tyrande, who still couldn't recover from the magic backlash, looked pale and full of disbelief: "Why is this happening... What is Vandal doing? Is he crazy?!"

Not only him, no matter what kind of thoughts everyone here has, they are puzzled by the attitude of Vandal.

"Madam, is this the foolproof plan you told me?" Varian had an urge to go wild. Just for this so-called bullshit plan, thousands of elite alliance air force died inexplicably...

Varian's anger is second. The most critical question is, what should Kiljadan do if the coalition forces cannot defeat Queldanas Island?!

After a long silence, Jaina closed the battle report and said indifferently: "Tomorrow I will personally persuade Carl to persuade him."

Nodding to Jaina, Saar said as if no one was around to his deputy Naz Greer, "Be prepared for the Northern Expedition!"

The chief who had long been able to understand someone's plan would naturally not have any concerns about the arrival of Kiljadan and the destruction of the world.

Moreover, the rise of the blood elves is inevitable. Instead of making trouble with the uncovered barriers and exclusion between the Kingdom of Stormgard, Eagle Nest Mountain, Kurtiras and the Alliance, it is better to continue to maintain stability within the tribe on the basis of previous friendship.

At least at this time, he won consecutive victories in the foreign domain, absorbed several large tribes such as Maghan and Shattered Hand, and obtained some rising stars and new orc tribes such as Garrosh, Dranosh, Yolin, Taga* Blade Brokeners and other new orc tribes. His strength has increased by a factor of twice, so he doesn't have to worry about the tribe's dominance and voice being taken away by the blood elves. (To be continued, please search for Piaotian, the novel is better and faster!
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