Wine Festival, an important and grand festival in the world of Azeroth.

This festival was invented by the dwarves who like to drink like a life. Originally, this festival was only to compete for wine power among the three dwarven tribes and the internal activities of making spirits in competitions.

But over time, the influence of the wine festival gradually spread throughout the world.

Now, humans, elves, and orcs have also begun the festival of wine.

Wine camps have been set up outside major cities and towns around the world. During the festival, various races will bring their own special spirits from the race to sell and taste.

During the festival, the opposing atmosphere of the camp is also minimized. You can often see several orcs yelling and selling their spirits in the wine camps outside the gates of Stormwind or Ironforge.

The dwarves also ran to Orgrimmar or Thunder Bluff to sell a large variety of fine wines.

Every morning, the dwarven king Magni Bronzebeard will go to the main venue of the Wine Festival outside Ironforge to carry out a barrel opening ceremony that has been passed down for a long time, and then the camp begins a day of excitement and noise.

The wine festival's sheep race is crowded with people. The five drinks and three drinks that everyone drank, riding a drunk goat that was also affected by the strong alcohol, carried out one after another.

This dangerous drunk driving usually has many weird situations, such as planting sheep under the hillside of the road, or directly hitting the mountain wall, and then buried by the falling snow. Rigorous.

However, everyone is still very enthusiastic about this. After all, just once a year, if you are not crazy, how can you relax the pressure of survival in this cruel and realistic world?

In the Kalimdor continent, the night elves were preached by His Majesty the Emperor Night God who also loved drinking, so the city of Suramar also opened a wine festival branch.

The city is still lively and noisy. Adventurers come and go, line up on the rail train across the sea bridge, and go to the wine festival camp on the Black Sea.

The liquid traders also followed the adventurers to gather on the Black Sea, selling equipment and equipment, and materials.

Although Grand Magister Elisander closed the night fortress game, emerging similar activities immediately followed.

Kargath Bladefist is now part-time owner of the arena, and his shattered hand arena has now been held on a daily basis.

The adventurers form a competitive squad and pay a hundred gold coin ticket to enter the battlefield to challenge another adventurer team or choose to challenge the steel tribe soldier team.

Outside the arena, a huge notice board is extremely conspicuous. The ranking points of the adventurer's economic team are updated daily. These points can all be rewarded.

The top one hundred teams can go to the Iron Horde to exchange for a whole set of magic equipment called "Broken Hand Gladiator's Cruel Suit".

In addition to getting the full set of equipment, the top fifty teams can also get exclusive and powerful Gladiator-style exquisite and powerful weapons.

As for the top ten European Emperor squads, in addition to the above-mentioned rewards, they can also get a special mount named "Broken Hand Gladiator's Iron War Wolf". There are very few such mounts, and the Iron Horde only sends them to the brave fighters they recognize, so riding this black wolf in black armor on the street is a very respectable thing.

The adventurers are extremely enthusiastic about the arena. One of course is for various rich rewards. The other is that these equipment and mounts can also ride back to their hometown and show their fierce momentum.

The wine festival branch next door to the arena is also very lively. Here, dwarves, elves, orcs, and even ogres can all be seen, each selling the specialty liquor of the clan.

Unlike the sheep racing activities in the Eastern Kingdoms, the elves are the strange spider racing activities. . .

The drunken people ran on the arcane spiders dedicated to the race and ran all the way along the track on the Black Sea. The scene was so weird that it exploded.

Lianren and the spider struggled to turn over the sea when they turned sharply around the sea. They were rescued by the staff, causing a lot of loud laughter on the sidelines.

As for the barrel-opening ceremony here, of course, His Majesty the Emperor Yong Ye, who likes to make fun of it, and feels the presence of anger, came to do it in person.

"Welcome everyone to the night empire wine festival branch, remember to take protective measures after drinking ... 嗝 儿!" Hu Feng stood on the high platform, holding his big wine glass and shouting at the crowd below.

Immediately after the speech, the female eyes were flying unconsciously, and the male creature was embarrassed and applauded.

Immediately after being drunk, the emperor Titan was dragged down by an angry Aurelia.

Pandaren Lao Chen also came to Kalimdor. At the moment, he was performing his marvelous monk martial arts in the camp.

Used for cooking. . .

The onlookers burst into applause or exclamation, and then gave a large glass of pandaren's expectant wine in exchange for various fragrant dishes he made.

Pandaren did not accept the gold coins Hu Feng gave him. In Lao Chen's view, the food and wine that he can afford by himself are more precious and flavorful than anything else.

Yongye Palace, a private small wine competition is also held here.

When Hu Feng came back, the thief looked at his goddesses around the table and drank wine, and he seized every opportunity to save the oil.

Sylvanas was killing the whole audience, and Turani had been dumped by her at the table and was sleeping.

The only one who still insists on fighting with Queen Greek is Sister Elisander.

"Let's do this ... kill each other ... 嗝 儿 ... Finally, it's not cheap Hu Feng ... 嗝 儿 ... this pervert?"

Alleria tried to rest her chin and not let herself sleep.

"Rest assured that when I solve Sister Elisander, I will kill Hu Feng, who is uneasy."

Hu Feng, with a spring-like smiley face, continued to pour wine to the two.

Ok. . . Today is my sexual blessing day. . .

Outside Ironforge, a dwarf with a face hidden under a black hood stood silently, looking at the lively wine festival camp in the distance.

Oscar was a little sad. If it had been before, he would have rushed forward to join the carnival crowd.

But now, he didn't dare, neither could he.

He secretly came to Ironforge from Stratholme, and in addition to looking at his hometown, he wanted to feel the old life that had left him.

An emperor adventurer riding a ghost tiger past the dwarf and slowed down. He looked at the dwarf in front of him with a look of doubt and thought.

Oscar turned immediately to leave, and the emperor behind him suddenly made a surprise, his face surprised.

"Oscar! You are the Oscar Flash Diamond! Everyone is coming here !!! It's incredible! Oscar is back!"

The crowd not far away immediately set their sights here.

Oscar sighed, gritted her teeth, and opened the hood.

"Yes, I'll come back and see how your junior bunnies are doing. Of course, I'm a death knight, you can now ..."

But before he finished speaking, he was dragged in hand-to-hand by the adventurous adventurers and pulled into the camp.

"Oscar the King of Adventurers is back! He is now a death knight! Haha, he scratched the Lich King's ass, proving that our adventurers cannot be controlled by the dog hybrid of the Lich King!"

Notice that the strange Ironforge guards also rushed over, and after a short thought, they decided that nothing had happened.

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Isn't it just a death knight, it's also our dwarven death knight.

Oscar froze and then smiled familiarly.

That's right, this is the world of adventurers. If they are really stupid at home, they will worry about becoming a death knight, and they will be different to themselves.

"Haha, I'm Oscar, is there any wine! I'll give you a few barrels for free! I'm in a good mood, so I will tell you these younger generations that Laozi beat the Lich King's bitch!

The dwarf blew a loud whistle, and there was a dust in the distance, and Mr. Fatworm whistled towards his master.

Immediately, Oscar strode into the camp.

At this moment, he became the ordinary adventurer who was once unruly.

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