Facing little Mr. Gimli who was stuttering with excitement, Sheyan smiled slightly and pressed him on the stool next to him. ("")
For a moment, little Mr. Gimli had the illusion that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet. His nostrils were like a bull in heat, he was breathing heavily, and he stuttered again when he opened his mouth:
"Tell me about it..."
Sheyan waved and asked the crippled bartender with a sad face to pour him a glass of wine. Sheyan took it and placed it in front of the blushing little Mr. Gimli, and said with a smile:
"Don't worry, my friend, we still have a lot of time. Come on, drink this glass of wine first."
Little Mr. Gimli gasped for a while, opened his mouth, and then picked up the wine in front of him and drank it all in one gulp. But in an instant, his face became very wonderful. To put it intuitively, it was his nose, mouth, and eyes.
They all shriveled together, and the braided beard braid kept trembling. It took a full seven or eight seconds before he stammered:
"Neva, God of Rock! I sincerely beg you, even if it reduces my life span by a hundred years, never let my tongue be contaminated with such a devilish liquid again. This thing is simply
It has tarnished the word wine!"
"But it cured your stutter." Sheyan smiled and said, "Well, I know what you want to ask in your heart, so my official answer now is no problem. I'm not lying to you."
"You really have a way to find enough mithril and fine gold??" Little Mr. Gimli said while gasping because his teeth were about to be sore.
Sheyan nodded and said:
"Yes----------Dear little Mr. Gimli, if I remember correctly, you should have asked the same question six times, and I have answered you six times. I don't
Hope there will be a seventh time similar problems will appear.Temple"
"Then what do you want?" Mr. Gimli asked eagerly.
"All powerful equipment related to space magic!" Sheyan said loudly: "As much as you can get."
"What about mithril and fine gold?" Little Mr. Gimli suddenly rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said, "Although we are friends, um, uh, the other family elders don't know you, so, so, then...
…..”
"I know you will definitely have doubts and worries. After all, I don't have a big reputation on the mainland, so I have prepared the necessary things as tokens." Sheyan said calmly, then stood up and brought the
Little Mr. Gimli took him to the back room and opened a seemingly ordinary box.
Suddenly, a soft and gentle light came into the eyes of little Mr. Gimli, and he stuttered again:
"God of the Earth! This should be the crown of the Dawn Elf. It takes a lot of effort to create it. There are actually three permanent magical spells inlaid on it. Wow, look at this mana inlaid in the middle.
Jade is truly a work of art."
"How much do you think this thing is worth?" Fang Senyan said calmly.
Little Mr. Gimli said simply:
"It can be exchanged for a town among the people of Gondor - a prosperous town with a population of at least 10,000."
Sheyan smiled and said:
"Godd, so if I give this thing to you as a pledge, can I win the trust of your tribe? If you have collected enough space magic equipment and find out that I am a liar, then you can get this
A precious crown as compensation."
"It's settled, my friend." Little Mr. Gimli said cheerfully: "We dwarves have a magic circle for rapid communication and delivery of items. This is a gift from Neva, the god of rock, so you will be able to communicate in three days."
You will see what you want in the future, wait! This crown of the Dawn Elf must not have been stolen by you. Sanctuary"
Sheyan smiled bitterly and shook his head:
"Do you think I have such a powerful ability that I can get this thing without the permission of the Dawn Elf?"
However, the dwarf boy showed an unusual shrewdness and stubbornness at this point.
Fortunately, Sheyan was already prepared. After clapping his hands, Elder Anel and several other elves walked in, saluted Sheyan deeply, and then said to the dwarf boy:
"The crown of the Dawn Elf in the hands of the Guardian has a clean origin. It was handed over to him by the owner himself. There is absolutely no problem."
Sheyan looked at Mr. Gimli Jr. and added:
"If I were you, I would definitely be preparing to collect those space magic equipment now. Otherwise, my friend, you will face the embarrassing situation of insufficient exchange items. I will come back within a week and take you with me
Unimaginable mithril and adamantine.”
"Okay, okay, I'll contact the family right now." Little Mr. Gimli shrugged helplessly. But when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned around and said worriedly: "You really have a way to find enough
Mithril, fine gold??”
Sheyan: "...This is the seventh time you've asked this question! I was just farting out my feelings just now? You damn little brat!!"
Half an hour later,
Sheyan and Liao Shi, together with a group of elves, stood in front of the huge oak tree: the sacred Sindaro.
Among this group of elves, there is not only the hidden master Anel Jialin, but also masters such as Elder Diseses Xugen who are good at space magic.
Sheyan pressed his palm on the bark of the sacred Sindaro tree and communicated with Sister Wuge:
"King Elrond and Mr. Glorfindel are currently in a state of distress. As far as I know, Thranduil, the elf king of Mirkwood, and Galadriel, the elf leader of Lothlórien Forest, have already set off.
, claiming to be here for the injury of King Elrond, and the other major forces on the continent have also sent their subordinates to Rivendell in the name of diagnosing the disease, so you are absolutely safe until this period of limelight passes.
!”
"Yes." Sister Wuge's voice was still soft and waxy: "I believe in you, my guardian. I am always looking forward to the moment when I see you and lean on your shoulders."
"I also expect the same." Sheyan said seriously: "But the opportunity now can be said to be fleeting, so I have to make you continue to stay in Rivendell to attract the attention of the rest of the people.
At this time, I will do what I have to do, and after I come back from it, we can be together again."
Then Sheyan turned around and said to the group of elves:
"Our destination is the place where His Highness Wusong and Sun Chaser was once imprisoned. There used to be a brewing ground for strong orcs. There is a simple but powerful mage tower. Does anyone know where it is?"
The answer Sheyan got was undoubtedly very surprising to him. At least half of the people had been there and destroyed that hell-like place with their own hands. Among them were Elders Anel Jiaocheng and Diseses Xugen.
Inside.
According to these elves, it only takes about a day and a half to get there. Sheyan couldn't help but be surprised. The last time he entered this world, he still remembered the escort experience. They were surrounded by half-orcs and strong orcs.
Under escort, it took at least two and a half days to reach the location of Saruman's Wizard Tower! But this time was shortened to one and a half days! This can't help but be amazing.
But at this time, Sister Wuge once again gave Sheyan a surprise:
"Perhaps this time can be shortened a little bit."
At this time, she began to cut off the spiritual connection with Sheyan, and then she could clearly feel that the sacred oak tree Sindaluo began to quickly condense the power of magic. This ancient and powerful oak tree began to carry the power of Wu Song.
, and then acts on the surrounding soil through the continuous root system.
The next second, a Mandian yew tree with a height of more than ten meters began to sway and pull out its body from the soft soil. You can see that its bark began to shrink and its branches and leaves swayed and grew rapidly.
, and then on the surface of its body, dazzling white light flashed constantly, rapidly transforming its body. There was a mysterious power gathering in the soil, and finally it attached to the Mandia plant as if possessed.
Yew trunk.
After more than ten seconds, a giant tree man who looked tall and docile lowered his hands and stood respectfully in front of Fang Sheyan and the others.
"This is Tree Shepherd Farrell. You can ride on his body and travel. With his help, you only need to delay two days on the way back and forth. More importantly, although the evil modulation field
It has been destroyed, but there are still a lot of evil orcs and strong orcs living in the Misty Mountains. Mr. Farrell's power will allow you to deal with these evils more easily."
There was a hint of exhaustion in Wu Ge's voice, but there was also a hint of relief. She was obviously proud of being able to help. The remaining elves shouted at the same time:
"The eternal sun guides us!"
Then, everyone got on the shoulders of Mr. Farrell, the giant tree man, and tied their bodies with hanging vines. Then Mr. Farrell took big steps and faced the giant tree man at an astonishing speed.
Saruman moved forward to the ruins of a once-destroyed mage tower.
I was really depressed and broke my promise.
There should be another update today, but the wind and rain here in Chengdu are so crazy that the power went out at 1 o'clock. You can check this with friends who live in Chengdu.
This chapter was uploaded using the battery code of the laptop. Now the battery of the laptop is only 5%. I can’t write anymore.
So this update has to be postponed until daytime. But I promise to make it up within today. I’m really ashamed.