"Rodin, you know a lot, you can teach, and you can tell stories. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Isabella gave him a meaningful look, and then stopped.

He secretly slandered to himself that he could find a random elementary school teacher on the earth, but he knew more than him. At the moment, he said modestly, "You have an overreputation, these are just small skills of carving insects." ”

After a moment's notice, he said bluntly: "If you think there's anything I can do to help, you might as well say it." After all, thanks to your help in escaping Eldon, and taking care of me for so many days, I really owe you a lot. “

Isabella frowned slightly, with a kind of pitiful charm like Xizi's heart.

Her red lips opened lightly, "Rodin, you are well-informed, have you ever seen a scroll called the Book of Leaves?"

Anyway, I was nervous and expectant. The surrounding women also pricked up their ears and slowed down the movements of their hands.

Rodin was stunned for a moment, "It's a pity, to tell you the truth, I haven't heard of the Book of Leaves at all." “

He spread his hands and replied very frankly.

The Book of Leaves, what exactly is it?

Isabella was slightly disappointed and didn't explain it to him.

The roast suckling pig is just right, a bite down, fat but not greasy, melts in the mouth, the rich aroma is emitted in the mouth, poured into the stomach and nasal cavity. Take another sip of the fragrant mushroom soup, and the 108,000 pores on the whole body will be dilated, and it will be very refreshing from the inside out.

It is worth mentioning that during the journey, the caravan banned alcohol, so he did not have the opportunity to enjoy the horse **** wine of the steppe for the time being.

Though there is no good wine, meat is sufficient.

This is the best meal he has eaten in the past half a month, and he has eaten a mouthful of oil, and he has eliminated half a small wild boar and five bowls of mushroom soup by himself.

The women were not curious, asking too much, and perhaps understood the amount of food of the powerful.

Subsequently, little Lolita Kikige walked out at the urging of her mother.

The little face blushed slightly and said, "Are your brothers, sisters and aunts full? Shall I sing you a song?"

Of course, no one objected, and Kikige stood by the campfire, her little scarlet leather jacket shining brightly.

She pursed her lips and pondered slightly, singing a milky and unique singing voice.

"Galloping horses,

Soaring eagles,

And the people grazing on the green grasslands.

Mare's milk wine is sweet,

Roast lamb is refreshing,

Guests from afar danced around the campfire.

Alamana,

Ayi.

Dance around the campfire

——“

Kikige sang and sang, and the women around her couldn't help but sing along,

The guys on the periphery also spoke up.

The more she sang, the more excited she became, her face flushed with excitement, she involuntarily twisted her body, and danced again, although she was still young and immature, she lacked charm and charm, but she was innocent and pure.

In the quiet of the night, a song full of the rough atmosphere of the grassland spread throughout the camp.

Influenced by the singing, the camp gradually became lively and boiling, and the men walked around the campfire with their hands in hand, kicking their legs and humming and chirping in their mouths.

A night of fun.

The night was uneventful, and the caravan was not harassed by any beasts or monsters.

In the early morning of the next day, the caravan continued its journey vigorously and officially entered the Blood Fei Forest.

The guards suddenly changed their attitudes, becoming serious, alert, and constantly looking around.

There are many unknown dangers hidden in the forest.

The towering ancient trees here are boundless, and the ground is covered with a thick layer of decaying vegetation, which creaks when stepped on.

The air is moist and fresh.

Shrikes, thrushes, and all kinds of birds call one after another.

The low shrubs of all colors, the vines with teeth and claws, the moss at the bottom of the trees, and the crystal dew on the branches and leaves, are pleasing to the eye. From time to time, small animals such as furry hares and roe deer flee when frightened.

It didn't take long for pieces of blood jade stones to appear. Most of them grow near trees and vegetation, and they are huge tumors with a bright blood-red color, which looks quite terrifying.

The caravan was already fully loaded, and there was no one to dig for ore.

The Blood Emerald Forest is vast, and even though the caravan has traversed the forest many times, it still takes about five days to find the shortest shortcut.

The first two days were spent peacefully in a state of high alert by everyone.

Perhaps wolves or other dangerous beasts and scattered monsters knew that the team was not easy to mess with, and did not attack.

On the third day, the caravan entered the heart of the forest.

At that time, there was a warm winter sun shining through the cracks in the forest.

And in this way, Rodin caught a glimpse of a wooden house in the distance—simple and simple, even a little messy and old.

The important thing is that in front of the wooden house, a clear water ripples. He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity lingering in his heart.

According to the leader, the water in the lake was drinkable when boiled, and the wooden house seemed to have been abandoned, and the caravan had been empty when it passed by a few years ago.

The caravan slowed down and sent a few men to collect some water for backup.

And Rodin followed.

It is worth mentioning that in his mental state strengthened by the meditation method, he has become more and more comfortable in using the power of his blood to repair broken bones, and even many memories that have been buried deep in his mind and almost forgotten have returned to clarity.

Now most of the bones in the body have been repaired and can walk freely, but they cannot exercise vigorously, and the cultivation of swordsmanship is still unable to be carried out.

Close, close.

Wooden houses, small lake, crystal clear water.

Is there anyone in the house?

The doors and windows were closed, so you couldn't see what was going on.

Rodin left the army fetching water and went straight to the wooden gate.

I knocked on the door in a trance.

"Hello, anyone?"

"Who's out there?" suddenly a hoarse, vicissitudes of life boy came out of the room.

His heart skipped a beat when he heard the familiar voice.

Tentatively asked, "Lincoln?"

"Jumping" heavy footsteps came, it seemed that the whole room was trembling slightly, and in the blink of an eye, the wooden door was suddenly opened, and a person walked out of it.

"Rodin, you're really a boy!"

What a great man in Tibet, at least two heads taller than him, with a lion nose and a wide mouth, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, a powerful force, and a mang's cloth coat, it is difficult to hide his majestic and majestic momentum, and his bare chest and arms are full of swarthy and thick hair, like a humanoid beast.

That's right, this man is Lincoln, who helped him immensely in picking the heart grass.

He is also a member of the Skyrim Inquisition of the Leviathan gang.

When I met my old acquaintance in a foreign country, I immediately felt very cordial.

Although he had rejected the invitation of the Skyrim Inquisitor, the other party didn't seem to care.

At this moment, his face was full of surprise, and the arm with the thickness of the thighs of the ordinary man slapped Rodin on the shoulder.

Rodin's figure shook, his feet were weak, he almost didn't stand, and he couldn't help baring his teeth and grinning angrily: "

"Forehead, light, big brother, do you know how powerful you are, but I'm injured. “

"Where there's a forest, there's you. Speaking of which, why did you come to this mess?"

Lincoln said angrily: "Don't mention it, the last time the residence was occupied by a few big guys, I had to move." But I also moved to this forest for two days. “

Big?

Rodin was afraid for a while, if he hadn't heeded Leviathan's advice and left the town decisively, the consequences would be really unimaginable.

Then he said with some curiosity: "You have a very leisurely day, and the Skyrim Inquisition has not assigned you any tasks?"

Lincoln smiled heartily and said ostentatiously, "I'm a master alchemist, where can I do all those things of fighting and killing." As long as you turn in a certain number of alchemy items every month, you can do it. ”

"If you don't go to the front line to kill the enemy, it's really a waste of this bear-like physique. ”

"Lincoln's production must be a fine product, and you haven't seen my handiwork. “

"It's not that I'm boasting, every day at the border, there are hundreds of monsters that die under my alchemy weapons. “

Next, Lincoln asked Rodin about Rodin's recent situation, and he did not hide it at all, and stated it succinctly.

Lincoln sighed, "Alas, you're also ill-fated. But fortunately, it is a good thing to suffer more when you are young. “

On the other side, the man who fetched the water saw a man coming out of the hut and was surprised to look for him.

"Rodin, who is this?"

Explaining a few words lightly, the man, although he was suspicious, stopped asking and turned away.

"Leviathan, old man, you're not with him?"

"Whew-" The cold winter wind blew, making people's hearts tremble.

Lincoln was silent for a while, his expression suddenly dimmed, and a sad and depressing atmosphere permeated.

Rodin somehow suddenly felt a pang of irritability.

Qiang Yan smiled: "He is old and strong, what can he do." ”

"He has fulfilled his wish and stepped into the destiny of every member of the Inquisitor. ”

A heavy answer.

"The old man and I still haven't got a glass of wine!"

Rodin's mind came to mind the words of the other party when they said goodbye: "He is destined to meet again, you kid must have a good drink with me." “

But the world is impermanent, and this glass of wine can never enter the bottle.

"Leviathan has no children, no daughters, no worries, comes happily, and goes happily. “

Seeing that Rodin didn't say a word, his face was dull.

Lincoln sighed and said abruptly, "I've been with him for more than ten years, and I haven't had time to give him his last ride." It stands to reason that I should be happy for him, as a warrior, rising on the battlefield and dying on the battlefield. ”

"Did he have anything to say to me?"

Rodin muttered.

He didn't have time to give his last words, leaving only one relic behind. “

Lincoln returned to the cabin and pulled out a sheathed sword. The pitch-black scabbard was spotless, but unfortunately only a lone one-handed sword remained, and the other knight's sword was missing.

"It's a relic of the Leviathan, and it doesn't serve me much use, so I can only keep it as a memento. “

"He was always thinking about you when he was alive, and I could feel how much he valued you. But it's a pity that you didn't join us and didn't get to accompany him on his last journey. “

"It's also fate that you can bump into me at this time. “

"This sword will be given to you as his last gift. I hope you can use it well and don't bury the beauty of good talents. “

"It's a pity that there are some defects, if you don't dislike it. “

Rodin grasped the hilt of his sword.

"How could I be disgusted? In my mind, I always regarded Leviathan as a teacher. “

He stroked the cold scabbard emotionally, feeling the fine patterns.

After a while, the sword was tied to his back, and the knight's great sword Erwyn, and the one-handed sword Odim, contrasted with each other.

He asked quietly.

"Old man, how did he die?"

Lincoln said helplessly: "It's fate, if you joined the jury last time, he estimated that the conversation would take a lot of time to train you." But after the invitation failed, he was also stubborn, and chose to wander on the border of the empire and kill monsters, but he was unlucky to encounter a gold-level great demon, and unfortunately died, and his bones were gone. ”

"Alas, I'm getting older, and I don't think about myself. However, he has no other hobbies than fine wine. ”

"Do you know what he wants?"

"The old guy is actually the same as me, he doesn't stay in one place for long. He'd traveled the entire Central Continent, and I knew that he wanted to go to the depths of the Shattered Mist and other worlds, but he didn't have the chance. If you have this strength in the future, you might as well fulfill this wish on his behalf. ”