"Hey," Azoregus snorted heavily. "If I don't know what to do, I will think that you are mocking me, mortal. In fact, you said it is not bad, maybe you can try it, as you said. But you still wrap yourself up."

"Well, I am daring to ask, how can I get the Auchin fish float?" Lu was unable to refute.

"Give this account book to my old friend in Tanaris. His name is Narian. He is a great mad master. He should be able to understand these things. Don't thank me. Really, this is all I should. made……"

I really don't want to thank you, "I wish you good luck," Lu said, leaving the place.

"What kind of ghost thing you showed me," the slamming slammed into the face, and the book that Aeso Legos gave fell to the dust.

"But Azoregus, Blue Dragon said that you should be able to understand it," Lu couldn't help but wanted to go back and pick up the dead blue dragon.

"The mad guy," gnome technician Narian shook his head. "I'm really talented in terms of language, but the dragon language is also a seven-way hexagram. I don't know anything!"

"You and he are really friends," Lu said with a sympathetic look at each other.

"I understand what you mean, you mean how much heart I should have to be friends with a sly dragon, not to make him a mechanical creature," said gnome technician Narian, "I In fact, I always have this idea, otherwise you think why I am a friend with the dragon."

"I wish you all the best," Lu said very happy.

"Haha, let's take a look at this magic book. Ai Sorgues, the dragon knows that I don't know the dragon language, but why should he write these things in the dragon language," said the gnome technician Narian Said the hand.

Different races, different identities, and the same hatred of Azoregus made these two people quickly become good friends.

“Is there any other way?” Blue Dragon refreshed for three days. It’s too time-consuming to go back and ask.

"There is no way, great engineering can solve all problems. If you want to translate these things, you have to wear my divination glasses. Unfortunately, very recently, my glasses were my buddies - no, yes. Former buddy, his name is Stewar, he knocked me to the ground and took my glasses!"

"Hey, your friends, are very...other," Lu said can only say so.

"He is no longer my friend. I will emphasize it again. It is the predecessor's buddy," said the gnome technician Narian. "With the help of my loyal crystal ball, I found him now. He is either in the Silver Pine Forest." The wall of Greymane is either in the outer domain of the portal, where the Burning Legion is full of people, you have to follow him and take my glasses back."

"There is no problem at all. By the way, do you have a way to send me to the foreign domain?" Lu asked.

"Hey, this is really no way, some things are still in the experimental stage," Narian refused to hesitate without hesitation. Before the open field was opened, the player apparently had no way to step into the land.

"That's a pity," Lu sighed for his supreme ring.

The outer domain can't go, but there is still a silver pine forest that can wait for the rabbit, and the land dispatched the hand quickly found the hiding gnome in a box on the edge of Greymane's wall - shutting himself in the treasure chest, too Personal talent.

"Hello, Stewart, if I didn't find the wrong person," Lu said very gentleman's salute: "I brought Narayan's greetings."

"No, I can't believe he found me. I thought I would have smashed him out in the foreign domain. I won't go back. No, absolutely not. I don't want to be his friend and full-time slave again. "Stuwar's whole man curled up in the box, screaming like an ostrich."

"Man, I think you may be a little misunderstood. I am not here to catch you back. I just want to find Naruian's divination glasses," Lu said.

"You only need his divination glasses, okay, this is not a problem, give me a minute, hey, why are you missing..." Stewart couldn't find the divination glasses, and after a while he was embarrassed to explain: "I have some bad news here, there are some worse news. The bad news is that I lost my glasses. The worse news is that I lost it when I was swaying in the heart of Molten Fire last week. You have not misunderstood, the heart of melting fire, this is obviously not what I can do, goodbye."

"Want to go, how easy it is, you always remember where the gadget was lost," Lu Li stunned the guy.

"Let's go, let's go, I'll take a walk with you, but don't tell Narian that I am here," Stewart made a little compromise.

Although the task is done by a person, but standing behind him is the sword club of the entire ruling. The one-handed move is a team full of powerful melting hearts, and the mighty copy is opened.

Without spending much time, Lu Li found the lost divination glasses from Lucifer Fron.

"Don't tell Narian about my position, please," Stewart finally succumbed to the land. It seems that the days of being enslaved by the dead party are really unbearable. He would rather wander outside and not want to go back.

"He is a diviner, you know, I can only wish you good luck," Lu Yi can help.

"..." The poor gnome is almost desperate.

"Oh, take my glasses back, let me see if there is any damage," the gnome technician Narion checked and asked: "Stuwar, where is he, why didn't he bring him back."

"He seems very dissatisfied with the fact that you regard him as a slave," Lu said.

"No, Elf, I used him as a brother, but he actually put me down, and then stole my glasses," said the gnome technician Narrian. "If I have some principles that you need to understand, Then: Never mind my business, what I do is something you can't understand. For example, do you know what a mental power rectifier is, obviously don't know, that's why I am responsible for the whole project, and Stewart But he can only run errands."

"Yes, sir, I understand what you mean," Lu Li immediately saw the wind and rudder: "If you need it, I will immediately let him drop him into your bed."

"Well, if you want to continue, then I need a chicken weighing five hundred pounds," said the gnome technician Narrian, who was satisfied with the attitude of admitting.

"Five hundred pounds!" Go and go, five hundred pounds, is it still a chicken?