Early in the morning, Mo Duo was woken up by the noise of the upper elf troops, yawning, and found out without even brushing his teeth, and today's treatment is completely from the mud on the ground to the high clouds;

I drank too much last night, and now my head is a little dizzy and faintly painful, although the local wine brewed from miscellaneous grains has the beautiful name of a red star Wodega, but in essence, this kind of bad wine that was only drunk by the village Han in the previous life is uncomfortable after a hangover. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The little dwarf Lord Modo tried his best to remember what happened yesterday, as if he hadn't done something out of the ordinary: the young upper-elf regent became more and more excited, and then he actually complimented his brother, and then took out their elven honey that made people's mouths fade out of the bird's mouth and drank it together.

This made Master Moduo unbearable, and he decided to let this newly recognized brother see what is called the wine that the master drinks, so he took out a large barrel of a hundred catties of Red Star Wodega, and then a few glasses of wine overturned Turandot.

Although the breakfast made by the elves is so bland and tasteless for Modo, with the light taste of the elves, Modo still insists on eating it all, this breakfast is too rare, who knows that these upper-class elves who seem to have a short circuit in their heads don't remember to prepare him for the next meal.

As soon as Modo finished breakfast, the troops of the upper elves began to set off, and the luck of the little dwarf Modo continued today, because he was no longer alone on the road, but was solemnly invited to the young regent of the military department in the procession, and walked with the upper echelons of the upper elves.

What made Modo even more incredible was that a unicorn knight jumped off his mount and motioned for Modo to ride up, so that the little dwarf would not have to walk with his own pair of short legs.

"Thank you, Your Royal Highness the Lord Regent, for your hospitality and for your mount. Suddenly, he was treated favorably by others, but Modo, a slut who was a little unaccustomed to it, stammered and thanked His Highness Turandot Nightwind.

As a result, the upper-level elf regent who was sitting on the four-winged storm lion winked playfully and said, "You're welcome, didn't His Excellency Modo call me brother yesterday?

"Of course not, well! Brother Turandot, if you have the opportunity to go to the Iron Collar, I will definitely treat you well. Modo climbed onto the unicorn's back and could only reply.

A smile welled up on the young regent's lips, and he said noncommittally, "I think I'll have a chance to go." ”

Then he laughed at Modo again: "Of course you can sit on a unicorn, and make it so docile, this is also your ability to do it, Brother Modo, the first wild unicorns were only willing to let young and beautiful girls ride, after our domestication, they were willing to accept male rides, but the male must be very handsome, especially for non-elves......"

Looking at the unicorn that doesn't need to be controlled at all and automatically walks gracefully in the forest, the little dwarf Lord Modo, for the first time, he is not so disgusted by his handsome little white face.

Riding a unicorn was indeed a lot easier for the short-legged little dwarf, but if Modo had to choose, he would prefer to have no one to take care of him, and it would be cleaner to walk alone like he did two days ago.

Mainly from the morning departure, the young Lord Regent's problems are too many, the young elves who have been imprisoned in this large forest since birth, and have an extraordinary curiosity about the outside world.

He took the trouble to ask the little dwarf from the continent of Fira, all kinds of geographical customs and anecdotes there, and the yearning in his eyes was obvious to even a fool, or to use a literary and artistic phrase to describe Turandot.

After being questioned for a long time, the little dwarf's heart became a little tired, but the young regent was still in high spirits; Modo's mind moved, and he had the idea of playing tricks on the other party, and he added fuel and vinegar to talk about the continent of Fira, the beautiful customs he had heard of, and the Turandot Night Wind was fascinated by it for a while......

Just as His Royal Highness the Lord Regent was listening to this, he suddenly let out a cry of surprise from the little dwarf Modo, and then quickly jumped off the unicorn's back and ran to a small area of more than an acre in the forest, with a purple-red ground clearing.

There are not many such places in the whole forest, but as far as Turandot Night Wind knows, there are some very ordinary plants and trees growing on them, except for some peculiar golden silk smoked leaves.

At this time, the little dwarf was holding a piece of golden silk smoked leaf that could only be used as ordinary incense, and cheered with joy like a baby, and he was not only aroused......

"Damn, isn't this a tobacco leaf?" Mo Duo, who was a super old smoking gun in his previous life, recognized the golden silk smoked leaf in the mouth of the upper elf at a glance, which was the tobacco leaf in his previous life.

Traveling to this ghost world for more than three years, Modo thought that it was a pity to say goodbye to tobacco in this life, but he didn't expect to find such a big piece here;

There were no pipes on hand, and no suitable cigarette papers, but for the smokers, the old man Modo, who was churning violently in his heart, it was not a thing.

He looked left and right for a moment, and then walked straight to an elf chick dressed as a ranger, and whispered in her ear, not knowing what he had said, but the good-looking elf chick kept nodding her little head in agreement.

Then, according to Modo's instructions, the elf chick plucked a lot of tobacco leaves, carefully dried them with a fighting spirit, and then tore a part of the tobacco leaves into tiny slices with her own teeth.

Then she was a little shy to put a whole tobacco leaf on her white and smooth thigh, and then put a small amount of torn tobacco leaf flakes on the tobacco leaves, and finally used tobacco leaves to circle the flakes and roll them into a small long tube.

Master Modo excitedly took the long cigar, and at the same time stuffed about half a tael of spices to the lucky elf chick.

Then I couldn't wait to ignite and take a big breath, and the familiar feeling came again, which seemed to have a little more fresh body fragrance of an elf girl.

At this moment, even if he personally cleaned his wounds with a knife, Master Moduo, who did not change his face, burst into tears of excitement.