Yang Ling was very puzzled, Ding Cong Gao Wenfeng and a group of demons were very puzzled, and the tens of thousands of elves who got up behind were also puzzled, looking at Yang Ling and the six magicians together. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Second child, maybe the meeting gift is not enough?" Ding Cong whispered.

So Yang Ling flipped over his hand and took out a few golden ** magic stones made by the magic laboratory again, and each old man put one in his hand.

Hmm~!What expression, isn't it still enough?

Yang Ling looked at the six old men who were still confused, and felt an impulse to be a day dog.

“%￥#……”

The woman said softly, and the six old men seemed to come back to their senses, retreating to the side like a mourner, and the woman walked in front of Yang Ling with the silver moon crown in both hands, and then respectfully put it in Yang Ling's hand, Yang Ling was stunned for a moment and took it, looked at it over and over again, and had ten thousand Erha tearing the sofa in his heart.

What the hell does this mean?

"Second child, she wants you to wear it, and she wants to support you to be their elf king!" Gao Wenfeng said with certainty.

Yang Ling turned his head to look at Ding Cong, and Ding Cong also nodded: "It's not wrong!"

So Yang Ling turned his head to look at a group of demons again, and a group of demons also nodded together.

Yang Ling pursed his lips, it was completely a group of dirt buns and mallets, the elf clan only had the male king of the queen, not to mention that Lao Tzu didn't want to be a chief in this place where birds don't, so he shook his head and gently put the crown in his hand on the woman's head.

The woman who was still looking forward to tears of joy turned pale suddenly, her body trembled a few times, and after staying for a long time, she retreated to the side like a mourner, and she didn't dare to look at Yang Ling when she lowered her head.

And Yang Ling's move also made all the elves commotion and noise, many elves directly covered their faces and cried, looking heartbroken, and under the drive, they cried more and more, and several older ones fainted directly from crying.

Many of the elves who were still kneeling on the ground got up one after another, and then retreated to both sides of the city gate, and their faces no longer had the excitement and surprise that began to begin, and slowly turned into blankness and loss.

Damn, what the hell do you mean?

Yang Ling was dumbfounded.

At this time, the young elf who came back with Yang Ling squeezed to an old magician, whispered a few words to the old magician, the old magician's body trembled, and then looked at Yang Ling directly, his expression became very rich.

Because this young clansman told him that Yang Ling could not speak elven language.

A perfect spirit awakened who doesn't speak elven language.

Is this a joke that God played on them?

So the old magician gently told their Majesty the queen the news, so the sadness on the queen's face decreased a lot, looked up at Yang Ling, his eyes flashed with a strange brilliance, and then after muttering a few words with the old magician, he arranged for a guard to run into the city.

Yang Ling didn't know what a few old magicians were muttering, but at this time, he really regretted that he didn't bring that woman over, diplomacy without translation was just a big mud pit.

Doesn't it mean that there are friends who come from afar? Why are they all such painful expressions?

Yang Ling was very depressed, no matter what, he was already standing in this place, he had already obtained the Golden Compass and also passed the approval of the Golden Compass, and became the controller of the Golden Compass, of course, there was also the magic message of the Elf Queen, although he was not an elf, but he had an unclear relationship with the Elf Race, a mysterious race that can only be encountered in Western fantasy novels.

Kind-hearted, Yang Ling felt that only the word unclear was the most appropriate, as if it was a joke played by fate on him, falling into this place where ghosts don't, he could even get an ancient artifact, and he also had a fairy queen who didn't meet a billion years ago and didn't exist at all, and the most unacceptable thing was that he gave birth to a daughter, and even the name had already been given.

So, under the turn of the mysterious wheel of fate, he had to come here to save these ancient mysterious races and have a leg with them.

Perhaps, with the help of the elven clan, he will have to fight against the underworld in the future, kill those bronze monsters, and avenge the longxi miners who defended themselves in the Xuanjing Mine and died in the cave, and he will be more sure.

In front of Yang Ling's eyes, the group of dragons roaring in the bronze palace in the Xuanjing Mine Cave appeared again, roaring one by one, dying one by one, until finally at the moment of rushing out of the palace gate, in the face of the fifty-meter-high bronze monster, he was completely frightened, helpless and desperate, but everyone did not give up, and still protected Yang Ling with their lives, until the moment of death, they showed a relieved smile, it seemed that at that moment, everyone understood the meaning of life, which lies in the struggle to the end. Until the end of complete dissipation, that kind of struggle, that kind of righteousness, just like the magical civilization that was forced into the underworld a billion years ago, there is no way out, if you don't live, you die, either you die or I die, the two opposing camps, from the moment they are born, there is no possibility of reconciliation and retreat.

Although time is constantly passing and more and more things are being experienced, Yang Ling has never forgotten those people in the Xuanjing Cave, Long Batian, Ao Biao, Ao Xingyun, Gu Heng, and Shu Lin Yuan...... There are hundreds of miners who can't even name themselves, all turned into dragons, and that roar still echoes in their ears, it is the roar of fighting for fate.

"Stampede......

The elven guard went and returned, and when he returned, he handed the queen a small wooden box in his hand.

After the queen opened it, she took out a fist-sized crystal ball from it, and carefully walked in front of Yang Ling with both hands.

"Give it to me?" Yang Ling came back to his senses and pointed to his nose.

The queen nodded, so Yang Ling reached out and took the crystal ball.

Maybe there's some information in it?

Yang Ling was a little curious, but also a little expectant, and then concentrated his consciousness into the crystal ball, and at the moment when his consciousness fell in, a dense stream of characters and sounds intertwined with consciousness, turning into a piece of colorful starlight and rushing into his mind, and then it seemed that suddenly, Yang Ling felt that he had a hole that had been blocked suddenly opened, just like a language copier brushed in his head, and he actually completely understood the magic words that twisted in the twists and turns, and also understood their meaning, the most important thing is that he not only understands, but is as familiar as he has spoken Chinese for decades, and it seems that it is not a problem to speak。

Damn, this is an automatic learning machine for magical languages!

If I had this thing earlier, I wouldn't have to be dumb for two months in the Monster Cave.