Stratholme God

   Chapter 578 Psychotherapy Guide

  Girls, most of them are always lacking in their appearance.

   If it’s not too bad, no one will admit defeat.

  Speaking of which, if he lost to the number one beauty of the night elves, Queen Azshara, it would not be an injustice.

   Maiev's strong self-esteem is not hurt at all: as long as he doesn't lose to that **** Tyrande...

  Cough!

   She didn't know, she really lost her pants in Mai's heart.

   is far away. At least at this moment, Maiev froze, she finally realized that she and someone's thinking mode were not on the same dimension.

   I can't describe how she feels when she is crawling on the table, in short, it's embarrassing.

   Even if the other party touches her D-class conscience and tells her that he has no feelings for her, that's fine!

   McDonald's acted like a very gentleman. He gently pulled the neckline for Maiev and said with a smile, "Don't look at the present, but look to the future. Those with big moles must have big ambitions! Understand?"

   Maiev's face flushed instantly, and she couldn't help but whisper, "Ah!"

   The next second, the graceful female shadow turned into a streamer and rushed out of the Marquis's study.

  Tu Liu's hearty laughter of "Hahaha!" floated behind him.

  Skin is very happy!

   For the next few days, Jarod was more silent.

   So serious that even McDonald's noticed it.

   Absolutely!

  Co-authored with me【McDonald's Toughest Bone to Knock Down】Across time and space to the ancient battle is to be a psychotherapist?

   "My lord, are you looking for me?" Garrod, who was called to McDonald's study, remained humble.

  McDonald folded his hands and pressed his fingertips to his lower lip: "I don't want to accuse you of anything. But the rumors you heard about your sister are not true."

  Jarrod's heart was obviously beating violently: "Sorry, my lord, I..."

"No need to explain, it is indeed true that she became my exclusive priest. However, the first time she saw me, she persuaded me to revoke your commander-in-chief position, because she felt that you did not have that ability. You suddenly rose to a high position, Often this is not luck, but disaster!"

   Surprised, immediately relieved.

   Zhijie Mo Ruodi!

   Garrod, of course, knew that his old sister looked at him in various ways. In a sense, she was still for his own good, and Garrod suddenly felt a burst of warmth.

   "Then, we made a bet, she said you can't, I said you can."

  What the **** is a bet, someone who looks down on his younger brother like this?

   Jarod was already smiling wryly.

   Who knew that Mai's next sentence was: "And the bet is herself."

  The face of the handsome dark elf suddenly became stiff. If this is true, doesn't this justify the rumor that he was 'uppered by nepotism'?

   "My Lord, I..."

"Don't look down on your sister too much!" McDonald snarled and scolded Garrod on the spot: "There are more beautiful noble daughters than your sister, those waste nobles are scrambling to send their daughters to the door. If I can bring Soldiers enter Azshara City, what else is waiting for me, you know?"

  The high priest of the Moon Temple is valuable, but not so valuable, especially a priest who has lost the grace of the goddess.

   "That's right, Jarod, you're doing this because only you can do it, and those scumbags can't do it. It has nothing to do with Maiev Shadowsong."

  Jarold suddenly realized, and bowed excitedly: "I understand! I'm sorry to trouble my lord because of such a trivial matter."

"Understood, you can go down. I have received a reply from the tauren, and they expressed their willingness to join the coalition. Then I will put some more burden on you - besides the tauren, it is very likely that there will be a group of wild gods and even dragons to join us. Among the coalition forces. I will give you the authority of the deputy commander-in-chief, and you will have full authority to coordinate and command the battles of all ethnic groups."

   "Ah this..." Jarod was a little dumbfounded. No matter how smart and capable he is, his inner feeling is still weird.

  It was good to take the night elves as a teacher, why was he suddenly thrown away to take the lower races?

   This is the problem of vision, most night elves feel good about themselves - I am the best in the world, and most of the night elves except the dragon family are scumbags.

   Garrod was replaced as soon as he brought his soldiers, and he felt like he had been plucked.

   McDonald added: "From the outsider's point of view, I despised you, but when you can command an army of millions, including even the demigod Cenarius. How do you think your compatriots will treat you?"

   When Garrod heard this, he was refreshed, and he felt a sense of radiance.

   "I know, I will live up to my lord's expectations!"

   Garrod ran away.

   McDonald sent Garrod, and to some extent calmed the grievances of the elf nobles. It turns out that in history, these guys threw themselves into the ground, and then they died playing as Hokage, and handed over the military power to Garrod to try. Who knows that they are more burning than [Borenzhuan].

   In this life, with the light of a noble named Mai, their arrogance has come up again.

   It seems that I have to take time to send these combustible wastes to another wave...

   Very accidentally, MacDonald saw a scowling Tyrande when he was patrolling Black Rook Hold.

   "Good evening, High Priest of Whisperwind."

   "Good evening, Your Excellency Leader!" Tyrande hurriedly returned the salute.

   "Any troubles?"

   "This... this is just a trivial matter, don't bother your Excellency." Tyrande looked a little timid.

   "Are you worried that other priests won't obey your orders?" MacDonald said.

   "Ah!" Tyrande, who was still acting immature at this time, was immediately frightened, and his heart entered a state of deer rushing, and he did not miss the call on the spot.

  Well, it seems that the world didn't call the police.

   Being a high priest, a very important quality is honesty.

   Tyrande hesitated for a second, then nodded silently: "Yes."

   Tyrande's fawn ramming or something, McDonald's doesn't know, he only knows that he can rush just by looking at such a pure Tyrande.

  Cough! I am a decent person!

"You don't have to worry about Maiev." McDonald's almost said 'I don't know her well, except that I know she has big ambitions': "She does question your ability. Then you use a better performance Just respond to the world, like Jarod Shadowsong."

   "I'm really good at healing magic... But, I can't lead troops... The duty of the high priest is to lead the members of the Sisterhood of Elune to fight." Tyrande was so anxious that he wanted to cry.

Wow! so cute!

  Love, love!

   Did Tyrande ever have such a youthful time?

   "Are you afraid of melee combat?"

   "This, kinda..."

   McDonald's almost wanted to laugh out pigs. This, Tyrande, the moon **** of war who slashed people with a kitchen knife, expressed his dissatisfaction.

   "Then are you good at archery?"

  Tyrande hesitated for a while, and replied conservatively: "It will be one (100 million) points."

   "Then the first thing you need to do is to observe the speed of your comrades and different demons. When you know the speed of movement of the various arms of both the enemy and the enemy, you will be able to learn, what is [Support Shooting]!"

   (end of this chapter)