the north face boots is based on this reason.

A huge share of the atmosphere suddenly appeared in front of me. Seems, is the Lord will appear in.
Way line, I've been tempted to praise this upcoming powerful sacred. In general, the strength of the territories of Warcraft can be the side to see the territory of the true masters of strength as before, that the golden thread the sea frog, because it is unexpected I have been to kill, the high-end side of Warcraft are only a dozen only. if for the front of this guy to siege, I'm afraid of the strength of that small town, or the Terran Quanmie may be large. way line, high-end World of Warcraft dozens only one direction, if all directions together, I am afraid that these high-end World of Warcraft alone has been able to destroy most cities. Of course, the reason I confirm that the immediate is the protagonist, because St. beast is unlikely to surrender,the north face boots, unless it is ethereal mice and nine wind Fox as husband and wife combination, or is this Dragon Ethnic Relations, otherwise, there is little the two sacred will stay in a territory. gold line the sea frog will be the original territory sacred plot to get rid of, is based on this reason.
Appear in front of me is a very strange mud of Warcraft, its appearance can only use nausea described as covered in dripping very similar to the mud and the mire of black mud, and its body, it more than two meters high, seems to be formed by silt brought together,oakley jackknife, but also fly from the bubble, it looks more like human feet war legislation, hands and even took the dark Swords. just that vague face, and as if dead, the eye with a green flame, but it is enough to make people recognize it for souls.
Is Warcraft, or souls in the end? I could not help but curious. Say Warcraft, I really have not seen to take the weapons of Warcraft; say it is the souls, I did not feel it the souls of the atmosphere, there is no dark magic signs.
In? Decades no one would dare go! I ask the ask the shoulders of elf, lightly: The palms general.
I sighed and said: swept away.
The mud of Warcraft in the eyes green is a beat, said: