Titan Dawn

One truth is this: People love gossip more than war.

The world of Azeroth is never short of war, but the gossip maker has always been very scarce.

Except for the occasional surprise of the Titan God Salodar, the biggest gossip maker at present is Quel'Thalas' Sun King Quel'Thus.

An insanely hot news suddenly spread all over the country, making the people and people around Azeroth happy and joyful. News media from all sides rushed to report that the limelight overwhelmed the ongoing Northern Expedition.

Kael'thas, the Sun King, is going to be engaged to her incarnation, Anvena!

Damn it!

Kael'thas lived up to expectations and finally fulfilled the title given to him by the Titan God: the man of the sun.

Nikki Dijin, you are magnificent, and Mercedes drops a toothpick and stirs the big cylinder. . . Keke. . . Again.

In short, they are about to get engaged on the golden beach of Yongge Forest, and then they will be officially married after a while.

As for the attitude of the high elves. . . Well, they are equally happy.

Now everyone is watching the existence of the Sun Rib.

Anyway, now the mana supply is extremely sufficient, let alone the dozens of large mana melting furnaces in the void storm area in the outer region, and the pure mana produced every day is too much to use up. With the Dawn Power Crystals now visible all over the country, it is enough for the daily splurge of higher elves.

and so. . . If the Sunwell can't be found, you can't find it. For the love of our beloved Sun King Kael'thas, we don't want this symbolic holy land!

Regarding the generosity of his people, Kael'thas was grateful to personally give a speech on the stage, and finally took Anvena and bowed deeply to the high elves on the stage. Old irons! ".

Then this matter was settled, and the High Elf began to prepare his engagement ceremony for the Sun King.

Of course, considering that all the forces in the world are in the Northern Expedition, and boxing with the Lich King is busy, so this engagement ceremony Kael'thas did not invite anyone, but just closed the door to play by himself.

But a large number of people are uninvited, and they are a new profession in the Azeroth world: journalists.

This group of journalists from all over the world and major media flocked to Silvermoon City, waiting to interview Kael'thas, the man of the day, every day.

"Hello everyone, I am a special correspondent of the Good Night Tribe, Louis * Piercing Armor. Now behind us is the Silver Moon Court of the High Elf. A few days later, Kael'thas, the Sun King, will join Anwei, the incarnation of the High Elf. Na holds an engagement ceremony ... Ah! The Sun King is here! Her Majesty Kael'thas, please give me an interview! "

"Your Majesty Kael'thas! I'm a reporter from Royal Television of Stormwind. Please tell us your thoughts. What kind of attitude do you combine with Ms. Anvina?"

"Her Majesty the Sun! Her Majesty the Sun! I'm a reporter from Arthur Norman Regan TV, would you and Ms. Anvina have a nightlife ... ah ah ah! Let me go!"

Before jumping up and down, the dwarf reporter was dragged down by the guard of the royal lawbreaker guarding the side.

"The old irons are fine, this is the King of the Suns Kael'thas. Old rules, rewarding a thousand gold coins, I went up to ask His Majesty the King of the Sun some sensitive questions ... Ah! Thanks to Onike of Stormwind City Sister Heia Black Dragon rewarded five thousand gold coins! I will go up and ask! "

An elite thief is holding an image crystal live broadcast around the world. At this moment he disappeared and moved towards Kael'thas.

"Her Majesty Kael'thas, when did you and Ms. Anvina usually like to use their current avatar status, or did you like to restore Ms. Anvina to the original state?"

A whisper whispered in Kael'thas' ear, the Sun King gave a stun, and then a backhand burst of explosives blasted out.

The elite thieves immediately shouted that they were blown out, and the screen crystal was suddenly noisy.

Kalimdor Continent, Orgrimmar, Chieftain's Hall.

Chief Thrall was sitting on the throne, staring with interest at the TV screen in front of him.

Theresa walked down from the chief's private area on the second floor and glanced at the bad show Thrall was watching.

"They're really engaged? I'm really envious ... And, how many times have I told you not to watch the live broadcast of those insignificant thieves, and that black dragon princess Onyxia, speak some vulgar language every day, you will Follow the bad ones! "

Thrall snorted, immediately changed channels, and began to watch the channel of his dad Durotan's program, and suddenly felt dull.

"But that live broadcast is really interesting. I really don't want to watch the father's Durotar Boar breeding program!"

In the TV, it is a wild boar farm in Durotar, the former chief of the army Durotan is standing in the middle of a large herd of wild boar.

"Everyone remembers that after sows are in estrus, the above-mentioned care methods are the most correct. The federation farmers in that group did not understand the essence of raising wild boars! It is a miracle that their wild pigs have not died yet! "

Change channels. . .

"You can fight to win ~~~" King Varian is showing his singing voice, and Prince Anduin is at a loss, watching his dad perform his talents in public.

Change channels. . .

"Waaagh !!! Waaagh !!! Waaaaaaaagh! Fuck !!! Fuck where are you !!!"

For some reason, it is estimated that the signal is not stable, and somehow received a signal from the greenskins.

In the end, he switched back to the channel of Heisuo Chaebol, where a recent extremely popular Murloc show was being staged.

Hesuo Chae did not know where to get a batch of mermaid eggs, and after successfully hatching, they were packaged into a group of cute adorable goods ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ The chief carrying a handle is a boy named Benbo The white little mermaid, with two big watery eyes, instantly killed countless female audiences.

"Look, this is how the famous tribe of the Iron Tribe roared, ah ha ha ha ha ..."

In the program, Benbo's son-in-law wore a decorative prop, a wig with a ponytail on the fish's head, a wooden toy axe in his hand, and a "wow la lala" sound.

Thrall laughed unconsciously immediately.

Northrend, floating on the island at night.

Grom * Hell growled with a blue face, staring deadly at the Murloc Cos himself on the screen.

"Heiseau! I'm going to kill you! And that mermaid! I ... ah ha ha ha ha ..."

Before Grom finished speaking, he saw the decoration of Benbo's daughter-in-law changing again.

"Next, Devil Hunter Bendan Lidan!"

Benbo's son-in-law's eyes were tied with a black cloth belt, holding a pair of green crescent-dyed plastic crescent knife in his hand, and two black demon wings stuck to his back.

Outland, Dark Temple.

"Don't stop me! I'm going back to Azeroth and killing all those goblin goblins!"

Illidan stood up in front of the TV, picked up Essinos's double-edged blade and rushed out.

"Shut up and sit down! It's just a TV show, no shame!"

Maiev stopped the impulse Illidan, with contempt.

"You stupid woman, that mermaid is not dressed as you, of course you don't matter!"

"What did you say! You say it again!"

The Northern Expedition is in full swing, but the entertainment life of the Azeroth world is even more exciting.

Unconsciously, the world is in the midst of subtle influence, completing the process of information integration.

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