The real and touching story of World of Warcraft.

One night, I suddenly didn't want to play, so I decided to give away all my gold coins. I am a tauren warrior. I flew to Xueti Village for a while and gave my 2W+G to a little soldier who was trying to upgrade the black monster. After chatting for a while, I got off the bus. It suddenly occurred to me that the bank still had materials to give him, so I came up again, but I couldn't find the trumpet. There is only one tauren warrior trumpet nearby, but he rides Huang Jinlong in Battle.net. As soon as I looked at it, I realized that it was not a trumpet that I gave money to. In an instant, I understood a lot. PS: Then Huang Jinlong, I bit my teeth and stamped my feet several times, but I didn't want to buy it.