The melodious saxophone sound floated in the air.《》
That feeling is not the elegance and tranquility that elves like, but a strong momentum can be felt from the beginning.
A kind of majestic momentum with a wind tens of thousands of miles long blowing in your face, and the proud and proud snow-capped peaks!
It is eloquent and endless, but it is so clear that it is not sloppy at all, and there is a kind of convincing joy.
Franklin strolled along the white stone path, playing calmly, smiling and nodding to everyone he met.
The sound of the saxophone was mixed with the sound of the gurgling water on both sides, and it was particularly bright. When he was playing, his whole body seemed to be covered with a thin halo, and seemingly visible ripples followed the sound.
It spread in all directions--especially the building where the Dawn Elves were located.
At this time, Miss Wuge was leaning on a soft couch made of branches. The green branches and leaves that made up this soft couch were full of vitality. Next to it was the clear flowing water and some small fish and shrimps.
Swimming happily.
Today, she tied her hair up with a light purple vine, and wore a tube top surrounded by tender green leaves. Her lovely belly button would be exposed inadvertently, and her lower body was wearing a grass-green vine.
Woven short skirts are very consistent with the aesthetic dress of elves and humans.
In the hand of Miss Wuge, there was a crystal clear goblet, which contained precious wine imported from afar. The wine was as red as blood. When she raised the glass and took a sip, her plump breasts moved slightly.
Shaking, an alluring snow-white dent is exposed from the rather low neckline, which is really fascinating.
Her slender and tender little feet are stretched out crosswise, and her exquisite toenails are even painted with pink nail polish---it is made from bromeliads and impatiens, which ensures cuteness.
Along with the beautiful color, there is also a special fragrance, which makes people feel relaxed and happy. "" Wuge girl's legs are slender, white and tender, and the shape from ankle to toe is very beautiful. In addition to being cute, the lines are
It's also very pleasing to the eye. Sheyan likes nothing more than playing with her legs.
The faint sound of the saxophone floated tenaciously through the gaps between the branches and leaves and the buildings. To be honest, Wu Ge didn't like this kind of instrument. She preferred the graceful sound of the balalaika or the lyre, not to mention the
The innate talent of Dawn Elves can sense:
The sound of this saxophone has a strange charm that can lead people's senses astray.
"Keep this bard away from my residence." Wu Ge said lightly. "I don't like such a sound."
An elf below immediately bowed and said:
"Yes, great Dawn Elf, your will is the directive of my actions."
Of course, Franklin didn't know that he was almost self-defeating. Fortunately, at this time, his adapted saxophone tune finally came to a more restored place, returning to the familiar tune of "Morning Light".
After hearing this section, Wu Ge suddenly froze. She suddenly stopped the elf who was about to walk out and said:
"Wait a minute, during the festival of Rivendell, expelling foreigners at will is not consistent with the elegance and hospitality of the elves."
Sheyan once again misestimated Wu Ge's strength. To be precise, he underestimated the influence of the Dawn Elves among all elves! Especially after Wu Ge claimed to be the Sun Chaser at the previous celebration, this immediately formed an obvious
polarization. Although this will immediately lead to the rejection of many elves who believe in the Moon God, it will also immediately attract some loyal Sun God believers to Wuge to gather around her!
The elf next to Wusong at this time was Glorfindel's chief subordinate in the past, but he was secretly a Sun god believer, so he simply joined Wusong's disciples. The temple heard Wusong's instructions again,
He didn't have any objections, bowed deeply, and retreated to the next level again.
Wu Ge closed her eyes again. This time she no longer resisted, letting the familiar yet unfamiliar melody enter her mind. Gradually, she seemed to see the terrifying skinning platform on the top of the snow peak.
In the dense forest fumigated by poisonous mist under the scorching sun, she seemed to see the huge and powerful octopus Hai Chimujia... At this moment, Sister Wuge's heart was surging, and two lines of crystal tears flowed down her cheeks. She suddenly appeared
Vocal:
"Invite this bard in, I hope he can play a song for me alone. If the group of people guarding the door who are under the command of Elrond and Glorfindel block it, then be tough! They have restricted my movements
Freedom, do you still want to restrict my right to listen to music?"
It is true that for King Elrond and Glorfindel, restricting the power of Wusong to move freely is already their limit. After all, Wusong is also a dawn elf. This behavior has caused the entire Rivendell
There have been many discordant voices inside.
If it weren't for the prestige of King Elrond and Glorfindel, I believe there would have been a strong backlash. At this time, Fogsong's request was reasonable, so Franklin met Miss Fogsong without much hindrance.
Without hesitation, he directly said what Fang Senyan asked him to bring to Sister Wuge. Those words immediately made Sister Wuge's cheeks blush...
"Dear Dawn Elf, I learned this song from a human who is currently in Rivendell. The name of the song is: One hour and thirty-eight minutes."
So just an hour later, Fang Sheyan, who was accompanying Mr. Jimli Jr. in the bar, got a surprise.
After an elf bartender brought a bottle of fruit wine, he poured a glass for Sheyan. Sheyan just picked up the glass and wanted to drink it, but suddenly he was surprised to find that the wine in the glass was rippling strangely.
Then he calmed down and turned into the image of Wu Ge, looking at him and smiling.
After seeing this scene, Sheyan immediately realized one thing, that is, Wuge's power in Rivendell was probably far beyond his imagination. He immediately thought about it and walked out of the tavern.
When they reached a secluded place, Fang Senyan found a stool and sat down to take a nap.
Not long after, Sheyan suddenly felt something moving in the distance. After a closer look, he saw that it was a group of very common elf patrol guards walking over. The man leading it, Sheyan, also looked very familiar. It was surprising that he was the first to notice it.
The middle-aged mage from the "Stairway to the Sun" pointed at Fang Senyan and said:
"Human, we suspect that you have brought some prohibited items into Rivendell without permission, so we must ask you to go back and investigate. If you are innocent, you will be released before dawn tomorrow."
When he said the word "dawn", his tone seemed a little heavy, but it didn't make people feel anything special. But for Sheyan, who had the intention, he understood it and obeyed.
He stretched out his hand and asked the elves to cast a root-twirling spell. Suddenly, you could see that the vines next to Sheyan suddenly grew rapidly and tied several times around Sheyan's wrist.
Under the leadership of the middle-aged elf mage, these elf guards escorted Sheyan out of Rivendell and into the nearby forest. When some people around saw Sheyan's appearance, they all shook their heads and sighed, thinking that it was another time.
A deported hapless guy.
It's just that only Sheyan himself knows that the spell wrapped around the roots on his wrist seems to be a negative spell, but in fact the roots wrapped around his wrist are loose and emit waves of coolness from time to time.
The mind is poured into the whole body, and even walking on the mountain road is as fast as flying.
The group of people came to the cliff next to Rivendell, where a very majestic and towering oak tree grew condescendingly.
This oak tree is sixty meters tall. Its terminal leaf buds are covered by sharp, pink stipules. It has long and spreading branches and aerial roots hanging down from the trunk and large branches. It is blooming and the flowers are pure white.
, the stamens are white with red, and the leaves are larger than the palm of a human hand. Like a hand, it stretches out a few thick fingers, which looks lush and beautiful. It is like a towering giant on the horizon, with a solemn appearance and majestic momentum.
Whether for elves or druids, oak is a sacred tree, a symbol of strength and connected with authority.
The oak tree is recognized as having extraordinary majesty, special magnanimity and mysterious power. In the elven sacrificial rituals, the oak tree is placed as the axis, symbolizing wisdom; its fruit is regarded as a holy fruit. Even if it is performed by elven priests
When praying for rain, you will also hold an oak branch to dip into the holy spring, and wear a crown made of oak leaves, which is a sign of success.
After arriving here, these elves became obviously respectful towards Fang Senyan, because this was the place where Wu Ge practiced before he was banned, and all peeping powers would be isolated here.
The middle-aged elf bowed deeply to Fang Senyan, untied the roots from his hands, and said respectfully:
"Please forgive the offense of Anel. Sir, our master, the Dawn Elf, the Mist Song. The Sun Chaser wants to talk to you. Under the blessing of the sacred Sindaro (name of the oak tree), no one can know this place.
Whatever happens.”
Sheyan walked up to the oak tree and pressed his palm on the bark of the sacred Zindaro tree. Suddenly, he had a strange and direct feeling: he and Wu Ge had actually established a spiritual connection like this!
I slept until five o'clock and didn't get up until five o'clock. I was still very sleepy and really dizzy. So I still got up and coded to fulfill my promise of letting everyone see the update as soon as I got to work.