"William needs a dragon armor that dragons like?" Mowglitte asked. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Yes, five years later, William will need a pair of dragon armor like this when he is on Dragon Island. ”

This is a year later, and Morgaret can't help but rejoice, there are still five years to go, and who knows what has changed in these five years. The heart that had just cooled down became hot. Although the gray dwarf knew that it was a bit of a danger to do so now, he couldn't help but put his hand into the blanket.

The familiar blanket, which Morwritte had just picked out with his own hands. The material is very new, and the new wool is soft and soft, and it is very comfortable to wrap around the body. Underneath the blanket are the familiar long legs, not as soft as the Roma, but full of flexible elasticity. For those adventurers who like long legs, just one leg like this is enough to get them excited for half a day. The grey dwarves knew this was just the beginning.

The rain was heavy again, and the raindrops the size of beans fell to the ground and splashed one by one. The wind was blowing and the rain was drifting around, and there was no dry space in front of the wheels. The two were closer, and the rain could not extinguish the flames that burned between them.

In the carriage opposite, Angela, the fairy, bit her lower lip stubbornly, she had been eavesdropping quietly here for a long time. Her face grew redder, and the moans from the other side fell directly to her heart through the rain curtain. Suddenly she got up and strode into the icy rain, picked up a leather whip and whipped a moose hard.

A moose howled in pain and rushed through the encirclement of the convoy and into the wilderness in front of Morgriet's carriage.

"There's a moose running away," Salit pressed the grey dwarf's fumbling hand, "hurry up and chase it back." ”

Morgridet jumped out of the carriage with great pity, and rushed into the icy rain without even bringing an umbrella. The rain washed over the gray dwarf's body and his fiery heart. Desire flows everywhere like a river without a mouth. Under the icy cold rain, the heat has not abated. The grey dwarf only wanted to get back to the carriage as soon as possible, where a girl was waiting for him to return.

The moose ran very slowly in the wilderness, and Morgaret quickly chased after him. But when he returned, the gray dwarf was saddened to find that he had lost his way. Yes, in the wilderness in a torrential rain, he rode a tall moose and got lost. He may not be far from the valley where he had camped, but in such a violent storm, he could not tell the direction at all. He didn't know which way to go.

This rainy night in the wilderness made a deep impression on the gray dwarf, and many years later, he wrote in his memoirs: In the wilderness where it rained, I lost my way, I didn't know where to go, I couldn't see anything, I was alone, I walked alone.

The flames, which could not be extinguished by the cold rain, finally let time go out. Morkriet walked like a walker in the rain across the wilderness. There is no joy and no sorrow. I don't know how long it was, but the moose behind him let out a wail, and Mowglitte realized that the heavy rain had stopped, the dark clouds had dispersed, a full moon appeared halfway up the mountain, and a tall mountain appeared in the distance, and the dark peaks reached to the sky, which was the top of the mountains. The wilderness was full of white water, and the radiant light of the moon shone brightly everywhere.

Mowglitte took off her soaked clothes, revealing the strong muscles of her upper body. It was very quiet all around, and the bright moon shone on the wilderness, and also shone into the hearts of the gray dwarves. In a trance, the gray dwarf felt a flower in front of him, and everything in the wilderness around him came alive. Even the muddy path under the feet is inexplicably kind. It's like waking up from bed on a summer afternoon, and seeing the sunlight rushing through the low tree holes, casting pillars of light in the room.

Mowglitte couldn't help but think about it, silently observed himself, and found that his spiritual power had taken a leap, and his magic power had increased from two hundred Tesla to nine hundred and two, and he had officially stepped into the magic power of the Silver Mage. Of course, for a blacksmith, so much magic is useless, but this ensures that Morkriet no longer has to worry about running out of magic when crafting magic weapons.

In addition to the increase in mana, Morgaret also found that he had broken through to the silver level of warriors. The Storm Hammer, which used to be issued with the help of the dragon's wrist, has now appeared clearly in his mind, and of course, the Shockwave, the exclusive skill of the white-level gray dwarf, has also been mastered by Mowglitte. There has been a qualitative leap in strength and agility, and he is now a true silver-level warrior. The gray dwarf felt lighter, just out of Mowglitte's sight, in the dark valley, in the arch of the two tall Novatello ant trees, where Morgaret had visited. On the edge of the tall dragon grass, the emerald green cherry tree bloomed full of white flowers. The red cherry fruit and white flowers reflect each other, and it is beautiful.

Mowglitte suddenly felt the dragon-patterned bracer on her wrist become hot, and it seemed to come to life, wriggling on the gray dwarf's wrist. The gray dwarf immersed his mind in the bracer on his wrist, and the bracer suddenly emitted a white light, sucking the gray dwarf into the secret realm along with the moose beside him.

Mowglitte gulped in the air of the Enchanted Forest, and as soon as the Grey Dwarf entered it, he felt the difference between the Enchanted Forest and the wilderness. What is inhaled into the lungs here is a gas full of magical power. "It's supposed to be a magician's paradise, but unfortunately I'm not a magician. The gray dwarf muttered to himself.

"It's finally blooming, it seems that you don't have to worry about the magic crystal in the future!" Mowglitte stood in front of the cherry tree, and the whole person was excited, and endless magic crystals appeared in front of him.

The moose that followed the gray dwarf into the enchanted forest was also very happy, as soon as it entered the enchanted forest, it smelled the grass, and the moose, which was already hungry, buried its head in munching. As he ate, he set his eyes on the cherry tree beside Morgritte, and with a curl of its huge tongue, a tender branch was swallowed into his stomach.

"My mountain god, you must not eat this. Mowglitte quickly grabbed the reins of the moose and pulled it aside. "Go, go, you can eat everything but this cherry tree. ”

The moose flashed its huge eyes and bleated. Then he stepped back to the other side of the Enchanted Forest.