In addition to the encounter with the wolves, some strange things happened along the way. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info careful Zeratu counts the food on the truck every day, silently keeping the consumption in mind, so he finds that there will always be something on the car that he has not seen. It's not freshly caught game or picked mushrooms, it's obviously processed food. These foods tend to taste good and are able to quickly replenish the nutrients consumed by the body. But how did they appear?

"I want to talk to him. ”

Hearing his sister's words, Zeratul hurriedly stopped: "Are you crazy, that's an orc, and an orc with an extremely strange temper! You have forgotten our original intentions, find an opportunity to kill and get away from this blackfoot, and then continue on your journey. ”

"I felt differently, and my heart told me that I should talk to him. ”

"Mind, do you mean the ancient way of cultivating the mind?" Zeratul shook his head: "That's a legend a long time ago, and now there is no psychic ability, and that ability has withered. Ever since Myron turned into Sauron and betrayed the Light, our ......"

"Myron is not a sauron, they are different. Myron and Mirko have fought, protected us, and guided us. ”

"Where did you learn these things? These only exist in your imagination, and the history of our star elves is not like this. Zeratul shook his head, "Is your psychic ability crazy?"

"That's a cunning orc, and sooner or later we'll find out who we are. And I'm already tired, and if this time it's still not right, I want to go back to Valinor. She said to her brother, "Even if I'm crazy, I never missed it, you have to believe me." ”

After a brief silence, Zeratul said, "I'll go with you." ”

"No, you're around me to interfere with my psychic abilities. ”

"It's the saddest thing I've ever heard. Zeratul snorted, "Then you go, I'll sharpen my knives here." ”

Along the way, she was looking for opportunities to secretly observe Zhao Mai's actions. The farther away from the Doomsday Volcano and the Evil Black Tower, the better Zhao Mai's mood and the easier it is to smile, which is why she dares to try.

"Reserve food, let's play a game of I throw a stick and you pick it up, right?" Zhao Mai walked to the side of the road and broke off a thick branch from a withered tree. Reserve grain snorted, and he won't be fooled anymore. The stick is always thrown farther and farther, and the last time Zhao Mai threw the stick directly to the other side of the mountain, the fool would pick it up!

Besides, there is still business to do in the reserve of grain! Since these days, the mood of the slaves has fluctuated greatly, and from time to time there will be hostility against Zhao Mai. Although these people didn't really have the ability to threaten Zhao Mai at all, if the two-footed servants were beaten, they would lose their faces. Reserve food blinked, proud that he always had to take care of others.

The pretender who was obviously an elf girl but dressed up as a human man was peeping again...... Reserve Grain thought that he suddenly understood why Zhao Mai suddenly wanted to play with throwing sticks, and he must have wanted to break himself away. Xiaohua won't be happy! The reserve grain found another reason, and she didn't leave.

"Lord Blackfoot, can I have a few words with you?"

"I thought it was a familiar sound, and I finally remembered it. Zhao Mai casually threw away the stick and said to the elf: "Thrandil, I will call you by this name in the future." ”

"Why do you like to change our names?"

"Your brother is just that, his hair is cut and dyed, and he can see it as a thin human. You changed your race and gender, you really don't think others can see it. I'm just changing the name to this one. I'm convenient and I'm happy. Zhao Mai shook his head: "I see that you two have been holding back for several days, just say anything about it." ”

"I ......" Thranduil was stunned, she had no idea that the conversation would start like this. "Can you let us go?" she said tentatively.

"Not right now. So many slaves are watching, if you two are gone, and I don't chase you back and kill you, they will all go, and it will not be good for me. Your brother still has some prestige among the slaves, so as long as you try to leave, I can't let it go. ”

"That's true. Thranduil nodded, and she suddenly felt like she was talking to a fellow Star Elf, not an orc. "What dreams do you have?"

"Ha! This is weird, you came to me, I asked what you want to do!" Zhao Mai snorted.

"Are you Maia?" Thranduil asked in the old Elven language.

Zhao Mai thought for a moment: "Don't use this kind of language in Mordor, the wind will reveal your secrets and bring you unexpected disasters." As for your question, I don't know how to answer it, so let's count it as you think in your own heart. There is no point in this question, next. ”

Thranduil took a deep breath and said, "Can you come with me to the elven city? ”

The consciousness of the surrounding world suddenly became disordered, and Thranduil released a hidden light power, and the dark power on Zhao Mai's body also echoed from afar. Instead of annihilating and releasing energy, the two forces shook hands like two strangers, introduced each other, and then tangled to establish a connection.

What does this mean? This is the first time Zhao Mai has observed such a phenomenon. In addition to attaching, transferring, and fighting, there are now more "collusions"? Can the two types of rules of darkness and light also be hooked together?

As soon as this connection took place, Thranduil lifted his palm with his eyes closed, unleashing his psychic abilities. It is a relatively simple but harmless technique that can improve the other person's attitude, become more friendly, and be easier to communicate and persuade. Zhao Mai had passed on all of his psychic abilities to the Star Elves in the Origin World, and he really didn't expect to see this ability again in this place.

"Don't go. "Whether it is in terms of skill or strength, Thranduil's psychic ability is only at the beginner level, and it can't affect Zhao Mai at all. "Neither of the two questions you asked are practical, don't just look at the stars and forget about the earth, that will lead to no foundation. Think again, what are you really asking?"

Thranduil bit her lip, clenched her fists tightly, and asked, "Will the two of us survive?"

"When the elves die, they will only return to Valinor, what's the use of killing you, it's better to keep you by your side, that's where you and your brother are. Zhao Mai said: "Okay, I urgently need subordinates who can control their mouths and are obedient, so you two are quite lucky." ”

"Not all elves go to Valinor when they die, there is an elven king who doesn't go after he dies, and we are looking for him. ”

"That's your business. Zhao Mai finally said: "After you get to the south, you two clean up, at least let me see something different." You'll see something different, I'm sure you'll be there. ”

Thranduil nodded, she had got the answer she wanted, and was about to leave. Zhao Mai stopped her and said, "Don't use your psychic ability indiscriminately, not all orcs can't see it. ”

She froze.