Old Druid

Several people were sitting around the bonfire, and the old druid chewed the half-burned kiln osmanthus and was covered in oil.

Leren was shocked when he saw the old man who suddenly turned from blind Bill to human, and it took him a long time to react. It turned out that this was the legendary druid. Alice was ridiculed by taking advantage of the situation.

"I said, I'm just a little girl who has never seen the world in the countryside!" Leren muttered in a low voice with a red face. "The druids have almost disappeared from our sight. They haven't appeared for too long!"

Indeed, Leren never expected to see an adult druid on the outskirts of the Nanyao Forest. The druids are indeed affiliated to the elves, which is not bad, but because the number of people is too small, the huge elves king may not exceed hundreds. Even if there are, they will hold important positions in major legions, or they either act as guards next to a certain elves elder.

Yang Dashuan looked at the old man's eating habits and couldn't help but smack his lips.

Gao Fei was even more eager to see the other party spit out a bone or two, but she didn't expect that this old thing would chew the meat and bones, and a crackling sound came from her mouth. "I haven't eaten such delicious food for a long time. We druids can't bear to catch the small animals in the forest. It has been at least two hundred years since we last ate meat."

"Just blow yours." Yang Dashuan said disdainfully, not provoking the bonfire. "The druids are all around 150 years old. Can you live for so long?"

"Rog!" Leren taught Yang Dashuan a lesson with blame, and then asked the old man carefully. "Dear elder, forgive my presumptuousness, what is your name?"

"Flowering feathers!" The old druid touched the greasy mouth.

"Xiang Yu!" Yang Dashuan immediately felt awe.

Even Yang Dashuan has heard of the respectable druid of the Vibrant Feather. He is the only druid in this withered race who can transform into a dragon with the power of nature. Fifty years ago, it was this elf who alone blocked a dragon knight and a whole team of griffon knights from the Nanyao Forest. This battle lasted for two days and one night. Not only did it successfully buy precious time for the retreat of the Elf Empire, but it also allowed the Human Alliance to dispel the final decision to attack the Nanyao Forest.

Alice covered her beautiful mouth in surprise.

Her memory has been stuck in the description of the epic battle in the textbook, and she did not expect that this elf hero would appear in front of her.

"No need to be so formal, young man. The mana you emit reminds me of the dragon knight!" Xiang Yu said carelessly, gnawing off most of the wings of the kiln osman in Lao Yang's hand. "My eyes were blinded by his dragon spear."

"Master Xiang Yu, you haven't appeared for fifty years. We all thought you had passed away in that battle, but why don't you go back? The future of the Empire and the Empire need you." Leren covered her face excitedly, and saw the legendary druid, making her expression a little out of control. She used her power alone to fight against a dragon knight and a whole wing of three thousand griffin knights. His powerful combat power was enough to stop all human troops from the Nanyao Forest.

"It's not time yet." Xiang Yu sat back and saw that he didn't like flames very much.

Damn, your grandma! This guy is so charlatan, Yang Dashuan muttered. The old man's appearance reminded him of the half-immortals in the countryside who like to tell fortunes. However, Xiang Yu's appearance looked like he could only be a beggar at most.

"The guys in the Abyss Plane are starting to move again. I guess they may start the plane war again in a short while. My old bone can only be kept until that time!" Xiang Yu looked at the stars in the sky, and an inexplicable sadness appeared on his face with a rough and aging shoehorn.

"Just pull yours." Yang Dashuan chewed Yao Ezi hard. "They are so bad. Can you survive if you stab a knife in? Aren't they carrying the other head on one shoulder?"

For this sentence, the old druid stared at Yang Dashuan for a long time. "When you reach this time of my life, maybe you will understand."

Yang Dashuan was more and more sure that the old man was pretending.

After sitting for a while, the vigorous feathers left.

"I'm very sorry for scaring your lover. This cloak is given to you. There are many wild animals in the Nanyao Forest. This thing can help you drive away some wild beasts that are not afraid of flames. This thing is made of phoenix feathers."

The vigorous feathers still don’t forget to give me a reminder.

The feathers of this cloak are red and the tails of the feathers are spots that look like pearl eyes. Although they look colorful, they do not seem clichéd, and the colors are arranged in neat order.

"This guy must be fake!" Alice pursed her lips and expressed Yang Dashuan's thoughts. "Before, my Rogge knocked him down. If he wasn't a fake, why didn't he become a giant dragon? He's back to the phoenix, I think it's Qi Keyin!"

"Alice!" Leren said angrily. "Druids are the race among the elves that love to protect nature the most. They are not even willing to hurt the lives of flowers and plants under their feet. With the huge body of the dragon, they will at least destroy this forest."

Alice pouted and said nothing.

Yang Dashuan sat in front of the campfire and carefully clenched his feet. The long boots were all good, and they were not airtight. He had to hold his feet out of breath for two or three days. He didn't say anything, and he intuition told him that the old man who claimed to be vigorous and upward feathers always had something wrong, maybe it was fake. The girl Lylen was so kind that she didn't even notice that the old man was here to cheat food and drink.

"" Speaking of drinking, Yang Dashuan touched his waist, and then he realized that the wine filled with Rosa's skin bag was gone. No wonder he smiled ambiguously when he saw the old man leaving. "Dear your grandma's legs!"

Yang Dashuan cursed at the end of his wine before leaving. The various words and exquisite and luxurious jokes made Alice, who could only curse the despicable and shameless goblin, stunned. She never thought that just a few different words, just a little bit, would have another meaning.

"Rogue, can't you be more gentle?" Leren was almost fainted.

"Sven? Next time I meet, I will have to discount his legs. Grandma, dare to steal my things!"

Yang Dashuan spitted hard, and the spitting star drowned a fly flying over.

In the past, in the game "The Overlord of the Continent", when the players' troops were facing each other, the enemy hid in the position on the opposite hill and did not dare to come out. Yang Dashuan started to speak and scolded him wildly. If he dared to show his head, he would shoot him down with an arrow. When he often started to scold, he could at least go from the sun to the moon setting and crows crying without taking a breath.

The birds in the forest gradually disappeared.

In the following days, I never saw the druid again. It was as if it was really like Yang Dashuan said, he was just an ordinary old man who cheated food and drink. Leren always thought that the idea of ​​Yang Dashuan and Alice was too ridiculous. Outsiders did not know the druid's status in the Elf Empire at all. As long as any druid became an adult, he could get the title of jazz from the empire, which was equivalent to most of the nobles.

After walking in the forest for another two or three days, after crossing a canyon, Yang Dashuan finally saw the tree city in this forest sea on the cliff.

Silver Moon City has finally arrived.

Leren also straightened his back and stared at the big city he had dreamed of in amazement.

Looking down from this towering mountain, the appearance of Yinyue City is fully displayed in Yang Dashuan's vision.

If Bemon's buildings have a bold and rough flavor, then the Elf Tree City brings the gentle and elegant feeling of the little house. It is a forest different from ordinary trees, like an umbrella-shaped canopy soaring into the sky, almost reaching the same height as the mountains. On the huge trunks, countless slender figures are constantly gathering. A tree wall woven by plants is made into a natural city wall, and even in winter, it is full of colorful flowers.

The noon sun pours into this city made of trees, a green grassland, bright and dazzling.
Chapter completed!