Zhao Mai clapped vigorously and laughed loudly. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Shuren didn't know why, and they all turned their heads to look at him. "Saruman, if you are a good person," Zhao Mai pointed to the earth full of river water under his feet: "Come on, come down, let us talk face to face." You're on top, and my head and neck are sore, and that's not good hospitality. ”

"Guest? Saruman slammed his staff on the ground, and the entire wizard's tower hummed. The water rippled, and the Treant took a step back in surprise. At that moment, they clearly felt a great power. Even if he takes 10,000 steps back, Saruman is still a powerful white-robed wizard, and he will not change because his orcs have been washed away by the water.

"What kind of guests are you? Tear down the facilities and stir up people's dreams! I sit at home, and disaster comes from the mountains. Tverdo, I don't bother to talk to you. You have not grown at all, but you are just a vile and vicious, vicious and despicable villain! The tree people have only been deceived by you for a while, and with their long-term wisdom, they will surely discover your true colors! Sooner or later, you will be punished by justice!"

"Alas......" It was the tree beard who let out a long sigh. He shook his head vigorously, and the branches and leaves all over his body rattled. "Saruman, you are a friendly person, a wise person, full of knowledge and insight. Even though you're young, I can learn a lot from you. Remember that it was I who led you through the Vangong woods and put the shadowy Isenger in your hands......"

Saruman nodded and said emotionally, "Yes, old friend, I can't forget the friendship between you and me. You have a misunderstanding about me, I can understand it, after all, it is an indisputable fact that I have orcs here. But these orcs came down from the Misty Mountains, from the mines of Moria. They were meant to hurt good creatures, but I stabilized them and placed them here. I will educate them, and I will send them to death with the wicked. There has always been peace between us, and we will ...... in the future."

"Shut up, Saruman, how did you fall to this!" the tree's beard was open, clearly furious. "I don't want to listen to your voice anymore, obviously my old knowledge has been drowned out by selfish desires, and my wisdom has been buried with sophistry! ”

Treebeard strode and stepped heavily on the lake, like an annoyed child. "Stand at your posts and watch over this tower. I'm going to see the orcs and prevent them from hiding in some corner and doing bad things. It's pathetic, it's infuriating!"

"Look, why are you bullying honest people?" Zhao Mai shook his head: "Come down, Saruman, for the sake of our old friends." Surrender and we will spare you from death. ”

"Save your false mercy, all I see in you is a myriad of faces and endless deaths. You're still talking nonsense: Where did I get your old friendship from?!"

Zhao Mai rubbed his neck, and then summoned the natural force and rode the wind. He hovered steadily in the air, just as high as Saruman. "The mountain is not for me, I will go for the mountain. Saruman, for the sake of my neck and your old waist, it is more comfortable to talk like this. We do have old friendships, but not in this world. You can't remember a few things, but you definitely have a feeling in your heart that we know each other. Take a closer look at my face and look for it from the deepest part of your heart!"

"No, I'm not going to be fooled. You're a man of a thousand faces, don't try to confuse me with the magic of your face!"

"Oh my God, my appearance in this life has finally been taken seriously! Even the white-robed wizard is afraid!" Zhao Mai laughed, looking quite relaxed. "Well, since you don't want to talk about history, let's talk about reality. If you lose, it's time to think of a way out for yourself. You have a glorious past, and even if you don't have it in the future, don't lose your freedom because of it. Surrender. ”

"You can say that I have failed by the success of this raid, and that my mighty army will come back to the defense, and that you and your friends of the trees will bear my wrath. ”

"You can't win even if you defeat everyone in the world, and your only chance to win is to defeat me. Zhao Mai floated in the air and said, "Come on, I'm here." Take out your magic, your powers. Let me see what you're up to?"

Saruman's face was cloudy, and his eyes flickered as he looked at Zhao Mai. "What kind of ruse is this? Oh, I see, you want to provoke me!" Saruman snorted, "When I cast my magic on you, you'll follow the path of your magic and come to my tower! How did you feel when you hit your head on the protective spell before? Does it hurt?"

"It hurts. Zhao Mai said: "But pain can also give me some knowledge. At least I know that as long as this layer of protection is there, I can't get in by myself, but you can't get out either. I know you can smack and teleport away into shadows, and I've seen that when I was in Rivendell. But if you leave, you're going to have to leave some kind of passage that will allow you to come back, and you're worried that I might find that passage and enter your tower, aren't you?"

Saruman was silent, but the grim expression on his face made it all clear.

"Don't think you're safe in there, I have a lot of options. Even if I don't attack your tower, I can build a hood that encloses your tower entirely. Then I can fill the hood with water or poison smoke and let the lethal light fill it. I'll use magic to close the shroud, and then you won't be able to escape even if you want to, and you'll be imprisoned literally. I know you have an infinite lifespan, but are you mentally prepared to be imprisoned forever? a hundred years, two hundred years, until this is a real grave, and posterity forgets your name, only knows that there is a mountain full of grass and trees? What will happen to you when everyone gradually forgets you, when history abandons you in a dusty corner?"

Saruman finally met Zhao Mai's words, and he stared at Zhao Mai's face carefully and pondered. But soon, he frowned and squeezed his staff hard, anger overriding reason once more. "No, I haven't failed yet, and you don't want to get what you can't get on the battlefield in a few words. ”

"Okay. You just stay in there. When your orcs are destroyed, I will come back to you. Zhao Mai said: "You have never been the most critical point in this whole battle, Sauron is my goal, and destroying the Ring is the most critical." You have the value to make the whole battle win faster, but you have lost the power to defeat it. If you feel safe, be inside. ”

Zhao Mai lowered his head without looking back.