Chapter 21 Departure

Facing little Mr. Jimley, who was so excited that he stuttered directly, Fang Senyan smiled slightly and pressed him on the stool next to him. (《》www)

Little Mr. Gimli had for a moment the illusion that he did not know where to put his hands and feet, and his nostrils were like a bull in heat, and he was panting for breath, and he stammered again as soon as he opened his mouth:

"Talk about it......

Fang Senyan beckoned, asked the crippled bartender with a sad face to pour him a glass of wine, Fang Senyan took it and put it in front of the red-faced little Mr. Gimli, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, my friend, we still have a lot of time. Come, you drink this wine first. ”

Little Mr. Gimli gasped for breath for a while, opened his mouth, and then took the wine in front of him and drank it all, but in an instant his face became very wonderful, intuitively speaking, his nose, mouth and eyes were wrinkled together, and the braided beard and braid were also constantly trembling, and it took seven or eight seconds for the cow to fill his face, and he stammered:

"Neva, the god of rocks, is on top!! I beg you sincerely, even if it is to reduce my life by a hundred years, and never let my tongue be stained with such a devilish liquid again, this thing is simply defiled with the word wine! ”

"But it cured your stutter." Fang Senyan smiled and said, "Hmm, I know what you want to ask in your heart, so my official answer now is that there is no problem, I didn't lie to you." ”

"Do you really have a way of finding enough Mithril, Adamantite??" Little Mr. Gimli gasped as he gasped from his sour teeth.

Fang Senyan nodded and said:

"Yes - dear little Mr. Gimli, if I remember correctly, you must have asked the same question six times, and I have answered you six times, and I do not wish a seventh such question."

"And what do you want?" Little Mr. Gimli said urgently.

"Powerful equipment for everything related to space magic!" Fang Senyan's tone was very loud: "How many you want." ”

"And what about Mithril and Adamantite?" Little Mr. Gimli suddenly rubbed his hands a little embarrassed and said, "Although we are friends, but, that, this, the rest of the family elders don't know you, so, so, so ......"

"I know you must have doubts and worries, after all, I don't have a big reputation on the continent at all, so I have prepared the necessary things as tokens." Fang Senyan said lightly, then stood up, took little Mr. Gimli to the back room, and opened a seemingly ordinary box.

Suddenly, a soft, warm light came into little Mr. Gimley's eyes, and he stammered again:

"O god of the earth! This should be the crown of the dawn elf, it takes a lot of effort to build it, and there are actually three permanent magic inlaid on it, tsk, and then look at this mana jade inlaid in the middle, it is really ingenious. ”

"How much do you think this thing is worth?" Fang Senyan said lightly.

Little Mr. Gimli said very simply:

"It can be exchanged for a town with the Gondor people—the kind of bustling town with a population of at least ten thousand or more."

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Godd, so if I give this thing to you as collateral, then I can win the trust of your people, and if you find out that I am a liar when the time comes, you can get this precious crown as compensation."

"That's it, my friend." Little Mr. Gimli said cheerfully, "We dwarves have magic circles that communicate quickly and pass items, which is a gift from Neva, the god of rocks, so you will see what you want in three days, and so on!" You didn't steal this crown of the Dawn Elves, did you?"

Fang Senyan shook his head with a wry smile and said:

"Do you think I have the power to get this thing without the permission of the Dawn Elves?"

The dwarven boy showed shrewdness and stubbornness in this regard.

Fortunately, Fang Senyan was also prepared, and after clapping his palms, Anel. Elder Tree and several other elves walked in, bowed deeply to Fang Senyan, and then said to the dwarven boy:

"The crown of the Dawn Elves in the hands of His Excellency the Guardian is innocent, and it was handed over to him by his master himself, and there is absolutely no problem."

Fang Senyan looked at Mr. Little Mr. Jimli and added:

"If I were you, I'd be going to collect that space magic gear now, or else, my friend, you'd be faced with an embarrassing situation of not having enough exchange. I'll be back in a week, with Mithril and Adamantite as you can't imagine. ”

"Okay, okay, I'll go and contact the family." Little Mr. Gimli shrugged helplessly. But when he reached the door, he suddenly turned around and said worriedly, "Do you really have a way to find enough Mithril, Adamantite??" ”

Fang Senyan: ".......... this is the seventh time you've asked this question!" Feelings: I was all farting just now, huh? You goddamn little brat!! ”

Half an hour later,

Fang Senyan and Reef stood in front of the huge oak tree: Holy Sindaro with a group of elves.

Among these elves is not only Anel. The hidden master of Alder has even appeared as a dissiper. Elder Sugen is a master of space magic.

Fang Senyan pressed his palm on the bark of the Divine Sindaro tree, and communicated with the Fog Song Girl:

"Now King Elon and Mr. Groffindelle are in a hurry, as far as I know, the Elven King of the Dark Forest, Thranduy, and the Elven Female Leader of the Lothlorin Forest, Galadriel (Galadriel), have both set off, claiming to have come for the injury of the Elon King, and the rest of the major forces on the continent have also sent their own subordinates to Rivinedell in the name of diagnosis, so you are absolutely safe until this limelight passes!"

"Hmm." The voice of the fog song girl is still soft and glutinous: "I believe in you, my guardian." I look forward to seeing you all the time, leaning on your shoulder. ”

"I expect the same." Fang Senyan said very seriously: "But the opportunity now can be said to be fleeting, so I have to wronged you to continue to stay in Rivendell and attract the attention of the rest of the people." At this time, I will do some things that I have to do, and when I come back, we can be together again. ”

Then Fang Senyan turned around and said to the group of elves:

"Our destination is the fog song of the year. The place where His Highness the Sunstrider was once imprisoned, where the orcs used to concoct, and there was a rudimentary but powerful mage tower, does anyone know about it? ”。

Fang Senyan's answer was undoubtedly very surprising to him, at least half of the people had been there, and had destroyed that hellish place with their own hands. This includes Anel. Alder and Dises. Elder Sugen is included.

According to these elves, it only took about a day and a half to get there, Fang Senyan couldn't help but be extremely surprised, the last time he entered this world, he still remembered that period of escort experience, they were escorted by half-orcs and strong orcs, but they had walked for at least two and a half days before they reached the location of the Saruman Mage Tower! But that time was reduced to a day and a half! This is amazing.

But at this time, the fog song girl gave Fang Senyan a surprise again:

"Maybe it could be a little less." ..., she began to sever the mental connection with Fang Senyan at this time, and then she could clearly feel that the sacred oak Sindaro began to quickly condense the power of magic, and this ancient and powerful oak tree began to carry the power of the fog song, and then acted on the surrounding soil through the continuous root system.

In the next second, a ten-meter-tall Mandia yew began to shake its body, pulling its body out of the soft soil, you can see its bark begin to shrink, branches and leaves swaying and growing rapidly, and then on the surface of its body, there are dazzling white lights flashing, rapidly transforming its body. There is a mysterious power gathering in the soil, and finally it is attached to the trunk of this Mandia yew tree.

After a few more than ten seconds, a giant tree man who looked burly and docile lowered his hands and stood respectfully in front of Fang Senyan and them.

"This is Farrell the Shepherd, and you can ride on his body, and with his help you will have to wait for two days on the way back and forth. What's more, even though the evil concoction field has been destroyed, there are still a large number of evil orcs, strong orcs living in the Misty Mountains. Mr. Farrell's power allows you to deal with these evils, even more so handy. ”

There was a hint of tiredness in the voice of the foggy girl, but there was also a hint of relief, and it was obvious that she was proud that she could help. The remaining elves shouted at the same time:

"The eternal sun guides us!"

Then, all of them stepped onto the shoulders of the giant tree man, Mr. Farrell, and tied themselves with falling vines, and Mr. Farrell took a big stride towards the ruins of Saruman's once-ruined mage tower at an astonishing speed.

I was really depressed and broke my promise.

There should be a shift today, but the wind and rain here in Chengdu are very crazy, and there was a power outage at 1 o'clock. This can be verified by a friend who lives in Chengdu.

This chapter is uploaded with the battery code of this book. Now the battery of this book is only 5%. No way to write anymore.

So this change has to be postponed until daytime. But I promise to make up for it today, I'm really ashamed ......,