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Chapter 103 I see it this way!

"I know better than to trust wizards!"

Chen Mo touched his red and swollen face, with a depressed look on his face. Although he was handsome, and although the elf lady was very happy with art and so on, it was a bit early to dedicate oneself to art. There were only works of art, and you could only look at them.

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Fortunately, he was handsome and there was no gendarmerie in the valley. Otherwise, Chen Mo estimated that he might have been hung from the old crooked neck tree by now.

"Maybe it's because of the hair problem!"

Chen Mo took a selfie of himself to make sure there was nothing wrong with his appearance.

(picture)

Since there is no problem with appearance, it can only be a problem with the hair. Do elves like long hair that is not washed?

After comparing his own style with Aragorn's, Chen Mo felt that he had found the reason. Fortunately, Aragorn was not here, otherwise Chen Mo would teach him a lesson tonight and tell him the dangers of not washing his hair.

When Chen Mo was depressed, he happened to meet Gandalf Thorin and Elrond, the Lord of Rivendell. Judging from their posture, they were going to decrypt Thorin's secret.

Chen Mo originally wanted to follow him and have a look, but he had just received a slap from the elf lady, and he felt a little guilty. It was not that he was afraid that Elrond would jump and send him to his death, but that he was afraid that Gandalf would laugh at him.

So he simply returned to his room and continued to meditate. For some reason, the more Oaks he killed, the purer the Holy Light that Chen Mo perceived during meditation became pure. After Chen Mo converted it to himself to punish rape and eliminate evil, the Holy Light became clearer.

The reward of light.

Chen Mo also discovered an interesting fact. Holy Light is racially discriminatory. The feedback from Chen Mo when he killed ten German soldiers was even worse than killing an Oak.

Of course, this racial discrimination cannot be said nonsense. Chen Mo feels that the bigger reason lies in the camp to which the creatures belong. Oaks are inherently evil. Every breath they take and every drop of blood they shed is a blasphemy against the world.

If Chen Mo kills Oak, not only will he not be accused of killing innocent people, but he will be rewarded!

After a night of meditation, my understanding of the Holy Light became more refined. The flashing technique I learned with Gandalf was automatically upgraded to Blind Light, which combines illumination, dispersion, and confusion of enemies into one. It has one spell and three effects, and the golden light is shining brightly.

I don't know where the white light of Dolph has gone.

After washing up, Chen Mo went out and saw Gandalf walking over in a hurry.

"Morning, Gandalf, are you going to have breakfast?"

"No time to eat, we have guests!"

Gandalf grabbed Chen Mo's hand and dragged him to Elrond's back garden.

In the garden, Elrond waited respectfully next to a cloaked figure. When he saw Gandalf and Chen Mo, he nodded slightly, and then whispered to the cloaked man. After that, the cloaked man turned around and lifted his head.

Opening the cloak reveals a graceful, luxurious and extremely beautiful face.

"Mithrandil, long time no see!"

"Lady Galadriel?"

An expression of surprise suddenly appeared on Gandalf's face, but it soon turned into joy. All the unhappiness that had happened before seemed to be wiped away at this moment. Then he was a little scared. After all, he left the house in a hurry in the morning, and his face

Didn't wash or brush my teeth.

However, Queen Galadriel didn't mind that he was unkempt. Instead, she took his hand cordially and invited him to sit down. Along the way, she looked at Chen Mo with a smile.

"Who is this?"

"Selent, a very good human warrior, comes from another land!"

Chen Mo also hurriedly stepped forward, took a deep breath, and said hello to the other party in smooth Quenya, the language of the Noldor elves.

"It is an honor to meet you, Lady Galadriel, Lord Elrond and the noble Lord Saruman the White!"

After listening to Chen Mo's greetings, Gandalf discovered that there was an old man in white robes sitting in the corner with a smelly face.

Why didn't you remind me?

Gandalf gestured to Chen Mo with his eyes.

I reminded you, but you can’t see it even if you turn your back to me!

Chen Mo rolled his eyes. It was obvious that Gandalf had been staring at Gai Nai since he entered the door. How could it be my fault?

Fortunately, Gandalf was also a mature gray robe, so he immediately lowered his posture and said.

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were here, Saruman the White!"

The white-robed wizard, who had not yet become Sauron's lackey, looked a little better now. After all, the other party emphasized the word "white robe".

So he simply criticized Gandalf for a few hundred words and let the matter be over!

"Your eyesight is not even as good as that of a child!"

Gandalf could only nod his head repeatedly to express his humility and accept the teachings, and he would definitely learn from the wise and mighty white robe in the future.

A group of Middle-earth bosses gathered in Rivendell not for breakfast, but because of the recent chaos in Middle-earth. The bosses are mainly divided into two groups. Gandalf the Gray believes that Sauron and his return need to be paid attention to. White

Saruman thought that Sauron had become arrogant and that it was a human being who had learned a few black spells who was pretending to be a ghost. Don't worry too much. They both insisted on their own opinions and no one could convince the other. Gainai was smiling beside him.

In the mud, only Chen Mo and Elrond leaned back involuntarily, trying to pretend to be sculptures. Elrond also made room for Chen Mo.

The dispute between the two lasted for a long time, and when it seemed that the stalemate was about to continue, Queen Galadriel looked at Chen Mo.

Oh, it’s over!

Chen Mo wished he could give himself a slap in the face. You said you had nothing to do and spread such rumors. These are just the words of a child and cannot be taken seriously!

Although his heart was in turmoil, Chen Mo still stared straight ahead and kept hypnotizing himself.

"Selent, you and Gandalf have gone on adventures and gone through many battles. What do you think?"

However, Gainai still spoke.

"I, I..." Chen Mo was quick to think. He wanted to say that he hadn't had breakfast yet, but just as he was about to speak, he saw the smile on Galadriel's face getting wider.

"I think what Saruman the White said makes sense, but as it concerns thousands of creatures in Middle-earth, we cannot be careless and must treat this matter with caution. So, my opinion is..."

Chen Mo cleared his throat and continued.

"We should investigate. If it is false, then prove that the white-robed mage is correct, so that the gray-robed will understand what mistakes he has made. And if it is true, if the white-robed takes action, the safety of Middle-earth will also be at stake.

There is a guarantee, what do you think?"

"Look, you can't even speak like a child!"

Although Saruman felt that something was wrong, Chen Mo, an old man, was embarrassed by such a compliment, so he stopped caring about it. Gandalf's goal had been achieved, and he didn't care about what was wrong or right.

Already.

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