: Festival 82: Jintang is worse than its hometown

Pandaria mainland, Great Wall, Panlong ridge.
Boss Hu and Emperor Shaohao walked side by side on the head of this old wall city that could not be seen at a glance.
"The far east, the vast frontier, the stretched old wall, how many ancestors 'vicissitudes, and how many descendants' scenery, the mountains and rivers of thousands of miles, the boundlessness of all ages."
Hu Feng wandered past a section of the old and broken city wall, and then stopped, reaching out to touch the vicissitudes of time in front of him, the old and smooth protruding shoulders of the city wall.
Looking at this ancient dragon that was built by the royal family of the ancient Mogu dynasty, and was built by countless pandaren slaves with tears and blood, and finally built, Boss Hu has long been deeply hidden in his heart, The already vague memories of past life have once again come to mind.
Always keep in mind where you come from, always keep in mind that you are a person, always keep in mind that you never forget the roots.
But now, looking at the continuous mountains and rivers of Pandaria, Hu Feng suddenly found that he was too far away from home.
An old country, how much of the truth has passed away, how many years of vastness, how much desire becomes tragic.
"Arrogance."
Looking at the dark land outside the Great Wall like a fortress, Hu Feng sighed, meaning the ancient Mogu dynasty.
"I have long learned from Master Liu Lang's handwriting that Master Lord God likes our language, and he can answer the questions and say some good words that are thought-provoking. Now it seems that Master Liu Lang is right."
Emperor Shaohao also supported the city wall and looked at the dark wasteland outside the gate.
Hu Feng Wenyan smiled and said, "I just looked at the Great Wall and felt sentimental. For this, I have a very different feeling."
Sylvanas, who was behind Boss Hu, leaned back and leaned against the wall behind him, looking at the architectural styles and customs that were completely different from the other continental styles of Azeroth.
The Queen of Greece was a little tired of sitting on the Frozen Throne recently, so she ran directly back to the Yongye Palace. It happened that Sarodal was coming to the mainland of Pandaria, so she followed her on a tour to walk the bend.
There is a small fortress not far in front, which has been converted into a temple for the monks of the Great Wall Guard Corps to practice self-cultivation on weekdays.
Because it is not vacation time, the temple is empty at the moment, the door is also open, and the light smoke emitted by the incense inside the temple slowly drifts with the wind.
"The lost mountains, the mysterious temple, the emperor's medal, the battlefield of yesterday, the warrior's chest, but who is willing to stay in love."
Stunned for a while, staring at the silent temple for a moment, Hu Feng sighed again with an unknown meaning, and seemed to point out, then shook his head with a smile.
"It seems that Lord Goddess has a lot of feelings, the Great Wall ... is the pride of our pandaren, and it is also a scar of ethnic history of blood and tears."
Emperor Shaohao also sighed, but the sigh between the two was obviously different.
Strolling side by side along the city road, Queen Greek uncharacteristically, without noise and arrogance, quietly followed, carefully observing today's somewhat different Sarodal.
The sound of a deep and deep horn suddenly sounded, and when I looked into the distance, the Yantai of the Great Wall Beacon in the distance ignited one after another, and the smoke from one to another rolled into the sky for a long time.
"It is estimated that Raytheon's small unit has come to harass the Cao dynasty's territory again, and they just refuse to give up ... Eh? Where did I just say?"
Shao Hao looked up at the long-lasting wolf smoke in the sky and shook his head, but he was not worried.
"Race and blood scars."
"Ah ... That's right, the once brutal Mogu dynasty, enslaved our compatriots, did not treat us as intelligent creatures at all, could not eat or wear enough, and built those magnificent palaces for the Mogu royal family day and night The Great Wall at our feet. "
"But you survived, didn't you, the Mogu tribe did not overwhelm you, and now everything belongs to you." Boss Hu replied with a smile.
Emperor Shaohao nodded somewhat sadly, and then sighed.
"Yeah, but these are indeed complicated for us. The bricks and tiles here, every city shoulder, may be buried with a former compatriot." Said, Shaohao stomped his foot hard Bricks, "So yes, maybe it all belongs to us now, belongs to the pandaren's ethnic glory and miracles, but our ancient nation has already suffered too many hardships, and these glory are also witnesses and warnings of blood and tears, Pride also contains pain. "
"The lonely long dragon and the illustrious old wall can't be washed away, can't be thrown away, and always pretend to be a hero ... What for?"
Hu Feng's puns seem to be pointing again, and they seem to be missing something.
Shaohao also discovered that Titan Sarodall seems to have been punishing today. As for what the hidden level is, Shaohao dare not ask, nor does he want to ask.
Everything in the world exists, and there is always the deepest thought in the heart, so why go to the bottom.
Hu Feng leaned on the city wall with both hands, and the dialect looked at the terrified waste land outside the customs.
How long have you left that distant country, the distant old hometown? a thousand years?
I once remembered myself many times, constantly complaining about everything in the country, blaming all the injustices of the living environment, and devaluing the country is worthless, it is a free grave.
Always thinking about fleeing, always thinking about always going to those beautiful countries that I have never been to, and I have only seen in various soft articles with ulterior motives, and never come back.
Then, as he wished, he left that country and could never go back.
Don't you want it? Don't you miss it?
Although Jintang is good, it is not as good as hometown.
If you really don't think about it, why do you desperately keep the old memories and the once ordinary, ordinary, but useless and chaotic human nature?
"what!!!!"
The Titan screamed loudly throughout the Splendid Valley and the Waste of Fear.
In the sky, the divine power was tumbling, the rolling black clouds collided, and the thunder and thunder continued, responding to the tumbling emotions in the hearts of the Titan gods.
The downpour was mixed with lightning and thunder, and the natural power of the thunder bombarded the dark land of terrified waste outside the gate.
On this day, there are countless mantis monsters who died in the natural disaster caused by this Titan god, and no one will care.
The emperor Shaohao didn't ask and stop, just stood aside and quietly looked at the Titan Venerable who vented his emotions.
Intuition told him that the Great Wall of the Pandaren reminded the Titan deity of some hidden memories that had never been told to anyone.
Hiding the old country.
The truth is hidden.
Hiding the vast years.
Hidden desires and ideals.
Cover your ears, and no longer hear anyone shouting that day.
Blindfolded, but I saw the same scar again in the past.
"If you want to be the most favored god, then I advise you never to ask anything about what you see today, Ms. Sylvanas."
The emperor Shaohao raised his hand to stop the Queen of Greece who wanted to go up for questions, and shook his head.
"I think you don't understand the female virtue of our pandaren, a good wife, you just need to remember it silently and try your best to soothe it instead of chasing it."
Sylvanas was stunned and looked at the emperor of the pandaren in front of him. After a while, he turned his head to look at Sarodal facing the wasteland of fear.
Maybe. . . This is his deepest true emotion, right? Never told anyone around me.
Those who are hidden and protected by Titan's divine power, the truth behind the coldness, benefits, laziness and casualness of the copper walls and iron walls.
Boss Hu turned around, his face sad and unhappy, and he regained the looseness and casualness of his usual days, with a smile of silky.
"Okay, let's go, just sent out just now, it's okay, hahaha."
Did nothing really happen?
It's just to cover up the most real appearance.
Sylvanas looked directly at Titan's eyes ~ EbookFREE.me ~ The latter also looked back at her with a smile.
After a while, Queen Xi showed a rare gentle smile and nodded her head.
"Then go on."
The uncrowned body, the ecstasy mind, the illustrious broken wall.
No one can break away.
No one can throw it down.
Who would be willing to wander.
The heavy rains stopped, and the majestic old wall continued to stand on the mainland of Pandaria as every day of the past.
Forever will not change.
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