Hearing the elf's question, Gandalf smiled, nodded lightly, glanced at Lin Yifeng and Susan on the side, and spoke.

"Minion, unbelievable, how is this possible?" Hearing Gandalf's words, the elf showed a shocked look on his face, stopped, and said incredulously, and at the same time turned his head and could see the black dragon resting outside through the dense forest, not only him, but everyone showed an incredible expression.

Dragons, what kind of creatures are that, almost no one on the road to Middle-earth does not know their character, whether it is the black dragon, or the rest of the black dragons, the blue dragon, as long as it is a dragon then they are almost labeled with two labels, powerful and arrogant, even arrogant to the point that it can be said to be conceited, and even ordinary gods, they don't pay attention to them, because powerful dragons are completely able to match gods.

And with that arrogant personality, even if they accept help from others, the dragon will not be willing, so how can they become a human servant?

No matter how powerful that human being is.

"Yes, it sounds unbelievable, but as you saw just now, I think sometimes things are so incredible, it doesn't mean that it can't happen, the world is always much wider than we have to imagine, and there are many mysteries that we once understood, that incredible existence." Groffindelle on the side slowly spoke, and said to the elf with a little emotion, obviously this was the previous trip to Yiya that brought a lot of shock to Groffindelle.

"That's true, at least what I saw today was an eye-opener for me." Hear Glorfindelle's words. The elf nodded slightly.

However, he was also very interested in why the black dragon recognized a human as the main one, and he didn't ask too much about it, so Gandalf's elf asked and answered along the way, basically about when Frodo and his team came here, and what they did after they came.

Walking towards the depths of the dense forest, it seems to have entered another world, the originally bright sky, as if it has entered the dusk, the dusk light shines on the treetops, and a continuous Huanggang stone staircase has been reaching out towards the dense forest. And as the stone steps go deeper. Slowly, the ground began to rise and fall, and everyone seemed to be climbing towards the mountain, and the surrounding trees became very large, and it could be seen that they had been carved by hand.

In the place of the roots of the tree. There is a magic lamp that emits a faint light. And when everyone passed through a magic door. Everything around them changed, and everyone came to an open meadow and found themselves standing under a sky dotted with sparse stars. In front of them was a round clearing with no trees. Beyond the clearing are layers of trees. Hidden in the shadows; On the other side was a small hill with many of the tallest mellon trees they had ever seen. They couldn't even guess how tall the trees were, and they looked like towers in the twilight. Among the towering branches of the trees, many different green, gold and silver lights shone brightly.

"It's beautiful." Looking at everything around her that shimmered with silver light, Susan couldn't help but slowly speak.

"Of course, this is the most beautiful place, Carrasgalaton, welcome here, I apologize for the rudeness before, before that, allow me to introduce myself: Halda." The elf, Halda, spoke to Gandalf and the others.

"Perhaps this seems foolish, but indeed, Sauron may well have laughed at the MONOCULUS watching us act suspiciously of each other. However, we have not dared to trust anyone other than Roslorian in recent days, with the possible exception of Rivendell, and we dare not endanger the safety of the whole clan because of our carelessness. Our hands spend far more time caressing the strings than we do on the strings. These rivers protect us, but they are no longer safe, for the Shadow has moved north, encircling us. Some people are beginning to think that they should migrate, but it seems that it is already too late. The mountains of the west are invaded by evil spirits, and the land of the east is barren and full of Sauron's minions, and it is said that we cannot even pass through Rohan safely now; Even the mouth of the Anduin River is under the watchful eye of the Demon King, and even if we can come to the shore, we can't find a place to live. It is said that the High Elves still inhabit paradise, but those places are far to the northwest, even beyond where these halflings live. Moreover, the place where they really are is known only to His Majesty and his wife, and I have no chance of knowing. Halda shook her head and said as she led the way.

"Wait, husband and wife, could it be that in addition to Galadriel, Celepeng is also in Roslorian?" Hearing Halda's words, Gandalf asked strangely with a frown.

"Of course, this is the city of the Tree People, inhabited by Lord Kellerpen and Queen Galadriel of Rorian." Halda nodded.

"It's strange that Celepeng and Galadriel came to settle here in the Second Age, and now it's the Third Age, so it stands to reason that Celepeng should already be on the route to Valinor, but why hasn't he left yet?" Gandalf said to himself in a very low voice.

"I don't understand this, but the only thing I know is that Lord Kellerpeng and Queen Rorian have always lived here." Halda shook her head and spoke.

Walking straight ahead, there was a staircase paved with white stones, surrounded by a fountain that shimmered with silver light, and beside the fountain, the silver branches were covered with magic lamps.

Their trunks shimmered faintly like gray-white silk, and through the stone-paved path, they came to a hall filled with a soft light, the walls green and silver, and the roofs brilliant gold, and many elves sat on the seats on either side of the hall, covered with living leaves, on which sat Selepeng and Galadriel.

The two stood up and greeted the guests according to the etiquette of the elves, welcoming Gandalf and the others with the same courtesy as if they were emperors. They were very tall, and Galadriel wasn't much taller than Kellen.

They are all very serious and extremely beautiful. Both men were dressed in white, Galadriel's hair was dark blonde, and Selebon's hair was a rich, bright silver.

However, there are no traces of age on the faces of the two, and the only clue is only in their eyes; Both eyes are as sharp and sparkling as the tip of a spear on a moonlit night, but they also contain deep memories.

On either side of them, Frodo, Sam, and Aragorn were all excited, and if it weren't for Galadriel and the others at this moment, they would have even wanted to stand up and shout hooray.

(Germany's bloodbath Portugal 4:0, it's really terrible, I have to say, Muller is simply handsome) (To be continued......)