After the advanced to the spirit of the sorcerer, Yang Ling's magic force is great, and he can command the warcraft to act within a radius of five kilometers. Horned bees and the dead wood soldiers transformed into trees, like a series of cameras, kept sending back what they had seen and heard, so that he could monitor the movement of Storf's men and horses without leaving the house.

As expected, without sending a single soldier, but only to give the Rus' some vital information, and to give them some food and weapons and other supplies, Stoff, the arrogant Lord, was tired and deeply tasted the feeling of distress.

In desperation, Stoff had to give orders to narrow the scope of the cruise and try not to give the Ross a chance to sneak attack. At the same time, they sent a large number of scouts, hoping to find out the other side's base camp and strength, and attempted to annihilate all the Ross people in one fell swath.

Stoff was worried, but Yang Ling was at ease. All day long, they either practiced in the courtyard, walked with Sophia in the secluded garden, or indulged in Eilis's massages and waiters.

The castle was huge, much bigger than Yang Ling had imagined, and an ordinary garden was the size of several golf courses. The fresh air, the whirling leaves, and the dim light provided a good place for him and Sophia to meet. Hold the tiny waist of the fairy beauty, kiss her soft lips...

Every time to the critical moment, Sophia are firmly pushed away Yangling. Forest elves are a beautiful race, premarital relations may not be a big deal for humans, but for elves, it is a great sin.

What you can't get is the most precious!

Each time to resist impulse, Yang Ling had to comfort himself, but the more the desire accumulated deeper, extremely vulnerable to external stimulation. Sometimes, Alice this girl gently give him a press on the thigh, the lower body of the big guy immediately sword tension, cover a thick quilt can not cover, embarrassed.

Every time she saw Yangling's high tent, Alice blushed with shame. After the winter, she would be fifteen years old, and although she was still ignorant of things between men and women, she did know some of the differences between men and women.

At the beginning of serving Yangling, she just wanted to repay him for saving grandpa's kindness, but as the understanding of Yangling became deeper and deeper, she liked to be with him more and more. When Yangling is happy, she will naturally smile, Yangling frowns, she will then feel a wave of sadness.

I do not know when to start, she from time to time in a dream saw the shadow of Yang Ling.

Sometimes, she dreamed that Yang Ling, dressed in white, was riding on a snow-white unicorn with her in his arms. Sometimes, I dreamed that Yang Ling held his small waist and walked in the garden where he and Sophia often went; Even, sometimes I dreamed that Yang Ling held her tightly in his arms like Sophia, and gently kissed her soft earlobes...

When waiting on Yangling, Alice from time to time distracted, Yangling laughed at her several times did not think too much. In his eyes, Alice was just a little girl, a gentle, understanding little girl.

That night, leaning on Yang Ling's arms to look at the hazy waning moon in the sky, Sophia sighed faintly, "Brother Yang, this year is a rare cold month year, grandpa let me participate in the selection of the moon woman sacrifice, I have to leave you for some time!"

A moon sacrifice?

Yangling wanted to gently kiss Sophia's forehead, listen to her say so, couldn't help but stop. Although he has come to this strange world for some time, he is not very familiar with the customs, ethnic composition and powers here, relatively speaking, but more familiar with the general classification and powers of common warcraft.

See Yangling confused, Sophia gently said up.

It turns out that there are elves, dwarves, humans, giants and orcs and other intelligent races on the land of Tyran, countless. After hundreds of thousands of years of war, humans have dominated the vast majority of land and resources. Many of the small races living in seclusion in the mountains and forests are not more than 100,000 people, and the small ones are only thousands or even hundreds of people.

Although human beings are not naturally prominent, but the day after tomorrow can learn powerful magic and fighting, roughly can be divided into two kinds of fighters and wizards. Warriors are divided into swordsmen, swordmasters, swordmasters and swordmasters, magicians are divided into apprentices, magicians, magicians and sorcerers, and each level can be divided into three levels: primary, middle and high.

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For thousands of years, people divided warcraft into one to nine levels according to the strength of the level, more than nine levels are unified into the holy level. It is estimated that a senior swordsman is equivalent to the strength of the third level of junior Warcraft, a senior swordsman is equivalent to the strength of the sixth level of intermediate Warcraft, and only the swordsman and demon master at the top have the strength to challenge the terrible ninth level of advanced Warcraft. As for the legendary holy level warcraft, the rumor is that only the strong with field ability can come to the door to challenge.

Humans are powerful, and at the same time, other races that have been passed down for thousands of years have their own unique powers. The natural stamina and fury of the orcs, the natural magic and archery of the elves, the fierce force of the dwarves... . Basically, each race has its own special powers that it is proud of, and that it has persevered in the face of threats from humans and monsters.

"Sofia, what do you think of my strength?" After listening to Sophia for a long time, Yang Ling was a little curious.

For a moment of contemplation, Sophia frowned and said euphemistically: "Brother Yang, as a rare ancient summoner, as long as there is a Warcraft army to protect the body, let alone a master, is a junior sword master may not be able to easily defeat you." But if you don't have time to summon the Warcraft to help, I'm afraid a junior swordsman can sneak up on you, so you must be careful in the future!"

Why not a junior swordsman?

Think of the original fight of the senior saber Battis, think of the terrible day list killer, Yang Ling shaking his head and smiling bitterly, understand Sophia is right. Blood wizards have no attack ability except for domesticating warcraft, and even if they advance to the spirit wizard, they have no attack ability except for refining a part of the sorcerer for self-defense. Fortunately, the physique has been strengthened many times, agile, otherwise I am afraid that it would have been unfortunate.

"Sophia, what about the moon sacrifice?"

"The sacrifice of the moon woman is the pride of our elves, strongly blessed by the Goddess of Nature. Although its own strength is not high at the beginning, but the victory in the advanced speed is very fast, not only can increase the attack ability of friendly forces, but also can summon a meteor shower from the sky, very powerful!" When it comes to the moon sacrifice, Sophia brims with pride.

Under her explanation, Yang Ling understood that the sacrifice of the elves could be divided into the sacrifice of the wind, the sacrifice of war and the sacrifice of the scepter, and each level could be divided into three levels. Moon woman sacrifice is the soul sacrifice blessed by the goddess of nature, not only advanced speed, but also has some unique powers, basically, every 100 years only one may be born!

"Brother Yang, this time I will go to the temple for at least three months, at least one year, you must wait for me to come back!" Leaning against Yang Ling's broad chest, Sophia's eyes were red.

"No, I'm sorry, I can't wait! Attached to Sophia's elastic skin, looking at her white and delicate neck, smelling a touch of fragrance, Yang Ling could not help but blood welling up. Take a deep breath and shake your head regretfully.

Can't wait?

Is it true that Brother Yang has another woman?

Moments after the accident, Sophia was anxious and angry, and tears filled her eyes. If it were not for the clansmen, she was reluctant to leave the Yang Ling, now listen to him say so, could not help but feel more uncomfortable.

"Hey, you stick so tight, it's a crime!" See Sophia Shuiling's big eyes blink, tears will flow out immediately, Yang Ling quickly kissed her forehead, "I really can't wait, wish you had a taste of my bad now!"

Too tight?

After feeling the strange shape of Yang Ling's lower body, Sophia quickly understood what he called 'can't wait' is going on, ashamed and angry, and turned and ran out after staring at him. She feared that if she stayed a moment longer, she would never be able to leave.