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Text Chapter 385 The beautiful home of Pandaria Pandaren

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    The female orc said her home was in front, but she actually ran more than ten miles away. Fortunately, everyone was not weak and finally saw the female orc's home, a thatched house that could not keep out the rain.

    "Mom, Mom, I finally found a priest who is willing to help you cure your illness." Mei Ji felt sad when she heard these words. Snowflakes fell one after another, falling on the thatched house that could not keep out the rain, adding a bit of chill.

    There was a violent cough: "Cough, cough, cough, Yuanyuan, it's your mother who has been dragging you down these years. The guests are here, go and get some water."

    The female orc Yuanyuan smiled apologetically at the raccoon priest and said, "By the way, I'll get some water."

    Zhao Sicheng was a little surprised. Everyone said that the orcs were barbaric, but he didn¡¯t expect that the orcs even knew the etiquette of civilians.

    Hearing this, the white eyebrows of the raccoon priest trembled. Except for temples and well-established tribes, how could ordinary orcs know these etiquettes?

    Yuanyuan¡¯s mother coughed violently again: ¡°Cough, cough, Yuanyuan and I are both pandas.¡±

    Huanhuan said in shock: "Pandaren!? It is said that only in the distant Pandaria, there live a group of pandaren who are good at fighting. They do not practice the 'beast fighting spirit' of ordinary orcs, but practice something called 'gongfu' (Kung Fu).  ) energy, so they also call themselves "Kung Fu Pandas" and are good at using bamboo swords, bamboo spears, and bamboo blades. It is said that the Pandaren have a god-level gongfu called "White Day Dreaming" that can defeat Pandaren in their sleep.  Other gods. Pandaren, that is a legendary race."

    Hearing the raccoon priest praising his race, the bedridden Pandaren was so excited that he coughed: "Cough, cough, we are from Pandaria, in our hometownBeautiful Pandaria, with endless bamboo sea, and gorgeous  The Jingshe. Cough, cough, cough"

    The raccoon priest said quickly: "Don't talk yet. We are all the people of the beast god. I will help you see a doctor first."

    Zhao Sicheng¡¯s eyes lit up when he heard that the other party was a Pandaren. Pandaren are one of the few orc tribes that can brew wine.  But they are very mysterious and have been living in distant Pandaria, at the end of the sea.  It is shrouded in fog all year round.  The leader of the clan rules without doing anything and is happy. Pandaria is a rare paradise for the orcs.

    But what interests Zhao Sicheng the most is the Pandaren¡¯s Bamboo Wine. As a good wine person, it is a pity that he cannot taste the Pandaren¡¯s fine wine. He didn¡¯t expect that Mei Ji can be so kind in Mi Xu Taise  Grassland met the Pandaren.

    Huanhuan danced in a few weird poses like a master.  He muttered something in his mouth, waved his hand, and a scarlet divine light fell on the Pandaren. The color of the divine light was obviously not that of a god, and he was also a believer of the god.  The healing magic used by orc priests is very different from that of human priests.

    Then Huanhuan started jumping left and right again, and soon released a green energy, which looked a bit like poisoning, and then released a water-blue energy.

    Shuang'er praised: "Wow! It's so beautiful, like setting off fireworks!"

    Huanhuan exhaled a long breath. The old god was here. She thought he would say that it was a good thing, but unexpectedly he spit out three words: "It can't be cured."

    Snapped!  The sound of a water bowl breaking.

    Yuanyuan was so strong, even when she was bullied by several kobolds, she didn¡¯t cry, but the three words of the raccoon priest were like a sharp thorn piercing the tip of Yuanyuan¡¯s heart.

    "No, it won't happen. Grandpa Huanhuan, look again, you are the most powerful priest. My mother used to be in good health, but her illness has been delayed for a long time" Yuanyuan's voice became softer as she spoke, and her tears flowed smoothly.  Dark circles flowed down his eyes.

    Yuanyuan didn¡¯t know that the raccoon priest was a god, and that he was the top priest of the Beast God Temple. Huanhuan said that there was basically no hope for diseases that couldn¡¯t be cured in the orc territory.

    Yuanyuan¡¯s mother called out: ¡°Yuanyuan.¡±

    Yuanyuan cried: "Mom, don't be discouraged. Yuanyuan will walk more tomorrow and go to tribes farther away to find priests from other tribes."

    The panda man showed an ugly smile: "Good boy, it's my useless mother who has dragged you down. Master Priest, I know my own body. Cough, cough, cough. I don't have much time. The only one I can't worry about is Yuanyuan.  This child, my Yuanyuan is a good, hard-working child who can do a lot of work. Please take her in. Cough, cough, cough"

    Yuanyuan cried: "No, mom, there must be another way."

    Huanhuan waved her paw and said softly: "My child, come here, you are such a good boy."

    Afterwards, the spiritual power transmitted: "Good boy, it's not that grandpa doesn't want to save, but your mother's vitality has been exhausted, unless the goddess of life sends a miracle"

    A loving mother and a filial daughter.

    In a touching scene, Mei Ji¡¯s sympathy instantly overflows. She pulls Shuang¡¯er¡¯s sleeves and Shuang¡¯er opens her mouth. The effect is much better than that of Mei Ji.Due to enjoying the power of faith all year round, the golden carp beast's dragon bloodline has been fully awakened. It has horns on its head, no fins on its abdomen, and four dragon claws.

    "good!"

    "Okay!" The crocodile man and the octopus man responded at the same time, and the three false gods rushed to the altar together.

    Aquatic creatures are more sensitive to danger than land creatures. The golden light of divine power is everywhere. Three false gods pass by, and schools of fish dodge.

    The weak water tribe dodges, and the octopus man laughs: "Hahaha! We are the three brothers and sisters who are the strongest in the Aa River. Although the old turtle is strong, he is as timid as a mouse. The previous generation of the Aa River God has fallen in the God Realm for a hundred years, and he is worshiped every year.  The power of faith has also become ownerless. The old turtle will take the right path and let it go. I will humiliate it after I become a god." (To be continued.)
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