"Xiaoshuang, don't you know where this is?"

Arthas finally sat up, and he checked his body—fortunately, not in the form of a ghost he thought it would be—and even the clothes he wore in the Silissus Desert.

The reason for this concern is that before passing out of his coma, Arthas heard the eternal dragon Mnozdor say that he could only teleport his soul to 10,000 years ago, and Arthas was really worried about what would happen if he became a ghost.

"yes, Xiaoshuang isn't so sure......"

Frostmourn jumped off Arthas's body, lightly jumped twice on the ground, and then said apologetically.

"It doesn't matter......"

Arthas shook his head and began to look around him—he and Frostmourn were in a forest, surrounded by towering trees, so black that he couldn't look up at the sky above, and for a moment he couldn't tell what time it was.

With Arthas's limited knowledge of geography, he could only tell where it was not the Silver Pines Forest that was common north of Lordaeron or the pristine woodlands of the Wraithlands where the trolls were located...... He had no way of knowing.

"Xiaoshuang, can you sense if there are any intelligent creatures nearby? Human, Night Elf or Troll, Minotaur ...... It's okay to be able to communicate with us...... Have it? ”

Alsace looked at it for a long time, but he couldn't see what secrets there were in this wood. He turned to Frostgrief.

"Yes...... Just to the west of us, there seems to be a city, but ...... Frost doesn't know what kind of city it is! ”

Frost Sorrow said as he walked over to Arthas.

"That's okay. Let's take a look. ”

Arthas nodded, and then led Frost Grief towards the west side of the forest.

……

Arthas and Frostmourn walked through the forest for a while—Arthas kept adjusting his physical condition, and found that he was no different from the original—he really couldn't understand what happened to the eternal dragon Mnozdor that he only had a soul 10,000 years ago - or that Arthas didn't know if he was back 10,000 years ago.

However, Arthas soon found a solution to his problem - after a long walk, he finally saw a person with whom he could communicate - or rather, the Night Elves, at the edge of the forest.

A moon-white robe wrapped around the tall and delicate body. The straight, supple back shrouded in the long fluttering blue-green hair, the hem of the robe that almost hung down floated gently on the grass at the edge of the forest, and a pair of straw sandals half-hid the pair of light feet. A pair of pale violet lotus arms swayed gently in the air, playing with her own long hair—the back of the first Night Elf woman Arthas had seen since he stepped out of the forest.

Despite his weak appearance, it seemed that the other party was not what Arthas had imagined - for he had just stepped out of the forest. The slight sound of stomping on the grass attracts the attention of the other party.

The Night Elf turned. The body remained in a very graceful distorted state—Arthas saw that she seemed to have a small stalk of grass in her mouth, as if it were a ...... Want to tie your hair up with grass stems?

I don't know why, Arthas suddenly felt that the female night elf in front of him is very cute now, especially when the other party sees him, his first reaction is to blush, which makes him feel even more interesting - although everyone has a love for beauty, but ...... How do you feel like this Night Elf is a thief that she has caught?

……

Tyrande has been having a bad time lately - after becoming a priestess of the Moon Temple. She felt that everything had changed - she used to love to run and play carefree in the streets of Sulama City. Taste the sweet berries with the Night Elf maidens of the same age, and discuss what kind of food and clothing the upper elves who live in the city of Esarin...... All this makes Tyrande feel very happy and happy.

But not long ago, when she answered the call of Her Highness Elune, the goddess of the moon, to become a priestess of the moon goddess, the attitude of the people around her changed—first, Tyrande found that she could not live easily, and she had to spend most of her day in the temple of the moon, performing tedious prayers that she saw as useless.

What bothers Tyrande even more is that lately, her two best friends - male friends - have also changed their attitudes towards themselves a little bit and so subtly.

Malfurion? Fury and Illidan? Fury Wind is a good friend of Tyrande's friends for a long time - but lately, the two Fury brothers have been arguing with each other, especially if Tyrande is present, and the quarrel between the two of them will escalate even more.

Tyrande wasn't a silly girl—she was even more precocious than her peers to be the best of the young priestesses—and she knew that the reason why the two Fury brothers quarreled, and sometimes even wanted to do something with each other, was entirely for her own reasons.

Courtship - Tyrande knew it was a race - whether it was an intelligent race like the Night Elves, a dirty race like the trolls, or even bugs and birds, it was a stage that had to go through.

Tyrande is not very interested in this kind of thing at the moment, but ...... She knew that if she wanted to choose a male Night Elf to be her spouse one day, then apparently that the male elf would only be Malfurion? Fury and Illidan? Between the Furious Winds - Most Night Elves choose a mate like this, from friend to mate, it only takes a little time to prepare.

It's just that...... Tyrande on the one hand doesn't want Malfurion? Fury and Illidan? Fury broke the brother's relationship for her own reasons, but she didn't know how to confide such a message to the other party - as a night elf girl, it was a little embarrassing for her to say such a thing in person.

On the other hand, Tyrande was still a little disappointed in the Fury Wind Brothers—in her opinion, Malfurion? Fury Wind was a little wooden - though Tyrande could clearly see Malfurion? Fury tried to get her attention, but she couldn't hear the slightest compliment. (To be continued......)