The villain also has spring

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Wu Chen, who drank the fragments again, didn't do anything bad.I fell asleep very attentively.Well, I don't know the reason recently, but I am very focused every time I sleep.Fall asleep in bed, sleep soundly, sleep soundly, sleep soundly until death, wake up until dawn.When I opened my eyes, oh my god, I feel refreshed all over.

Upon waking up, Longlin has become the protagonist of the mangrove poem.

The elves did not exaggerate the charm of their own tribe too much. In the poem, the slightly drunk dragon hunter couldn't bear to refuse the elves' request, so he took out the beautiful dragon scale and quietly put it in the palm of the buoy hostess. ' describes the origin of the dragon scale.

Although it seems to be straightforward, but between the lines, there is still some elf-specific pride.

Such as slightly drunk, unbearable, quietly, palm.

The ingenious use of these specific words describes the wonderful artistic conception that cannot be expressed in words.All of a sudden, the image of the hostess of the buoy is hazy, vivid and daydreamy.Borrowing dragon scales, dragon hunters, as a rhyme, implicitly praised the buoy hostess.

This is a response to the Golden Forest Psalm.

It not only continues the story of the dragon hunter, but also proves the identity of the dragon hunter with the newly appeared dragon scales.It echoes back and forth with the chapter of the Golden Forest and becomes a complete elf poem.

This poem not only spread to Mirkwood and Golden Forest, it is said that it also spread to the forest valley at the western foot of the Misty Mountains, and the farther shore of Grayhaven.

When Wu Chen saw the Chief Elder again, that is, the mistress of the buoy in the poem, my good fellow, neatly arranged bright dragon scales had already been inlaid on the left breast robe overnight.Turn the beautiful slim-fitting robe into a dragon scale armor with defensive function.And it firmly protected the most important part of the heart.

Wu Chen wanted to bid farewell, but before he could say anything, the hostess of the buoy declined with one banquet after another.

After drinking for three days, Wu Chen couldn't hold it anymore, but the witch is fine.After one fight after another, several big wine tycoons among the elves were knocked down!

Anyway, every time Wu Chen wanted to say goodbye, he was politely rejected by the mistress of the buoy again and again.Banquets followed one another, and the wine got better and better.Ten years old, 20 years old, 30 years old...

It wasn't until ten days of continuous force-feeding that Wu Chen slapped his head and suddenly realized: "You say, what else have I not done well? Dissatisfied Elder Aiyunwena?"

Beunita smiled and blinked: "I'm going to ask Mistress Elenia."

Wu Chen hastily called the red-haired female elf over, and interrogated her severely inside and out.

Finally, the red-haired female elf, who was fed very full, let go.

Kiss of the Lady of the Golden Forest!

This is the place where there is no echo between the upper and lower poems!

Wu Chen took the millennium wine, the golden forest gave Elendil the light, Wu Chen took the melon tree seed from the golden forest, the mangrove took the melon tree seed, Wu Chen used mithril to decorate the smile of the golden lady, and used The chest of the Mistress of the Dragonscale Blessing Buoy...

However, what about the kiss of the lady of the golden forest?

This is the only flaw in the next chapter of the entire elf poem.However, elf poets who pursue perfection will never allow such obvious flaws to appear!

How should this be broken?

Don't panic!Let's analyze it carefully...

Mrs. Golden Forest can only correspond to the mistress of the buoy.

Kiss, what does it correspond to?Apparently it can't be 'The Kiss' anymore.In this way, there is repetition, whether rhetorical or narrative repetition, which is a taboo of poetry.In addition, the second part is more grand, warmer and more passionate than the first part...

Could it be that……

Wu Chen's female companion thinks so. In fact, every elf in the mangrove forest, including the mistress of the buoy, also thinks so.

However, if this kind of thing is not the hero of the poem, the great dragon hunter, who voluntarily bows down under the pomegranate skirt, begging Xiangze with tender and whispered words, how can the mistress of the buoy fall back? !

So, it's up to the people here.

Of course, not just anyone can become the protagonist of a long elf poem.

Just like the Lady of the Golden Forest will not give her golden hair as a gift, let alone kiss anyone casually, the dragon hunter, mithril, giant wolf, light of Elendil, melon tree species, dragon scale and millennium nectar!

These shining words turned into heavy weights, pushing the elves to a desperate situation!

The people of the tribe don't say it, but the invisible pressure is multiplying day by day, why?

Although the poems that have been handed out can be said to be unfinished first drafts, there are strict regulations on the time from the first draft to the completion of the poem, so what should I do!

I said hostess, are you still doing it? !

"Mistress, he's looking at you!" The mistress of the buoy, who had been in a trance all night, was suddenly awakened eagerly by the maid beside her.

Sure enough, his eyes subconsciously swept towards the venue, and he saw that the dragon hunter had already walked to the center with his wine glass raised.

"I come from the far east, and when I was born, the whole forest whispered my name (Alsace: . Over the magnificent grassland. I sleep with the stars, I accompany the dewdrops, I kiss death, and the victory is watered with blood!

Because, I am a dragon hunter.

I thought I had lost my enthusiasm, I thought I had become cool enough.So my sword dares to touch the dragon, and my body can withstand ice and fire!However, the moment I looked at you, the light burned my eyes, and the fear pierced my soul.Every time you look at me, it's like a heavy whip!I can't imagine that such a pure and beautiful flower blooms in the swamp bred by hooligans, thugs, and slave traders..."

This monologue is too provocative.

Everyone present was deeply moved.Includes buoy hostess.Even she couldn't help but speak several times, wanting to confide in her heart.

However, the instigator of all this, Wu Chen, knelt down on one knee, and said very humbly: "I have nothing else to ask, but give me a heart, let me live in your heart."

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Not to mention the mistress of the buoy, the hearts of all the elves present will melt!

Including the elf poets who wiped their tears and flicked their pens.

Compared with the ending that everyone imagined at the beginning, all this happening in front of us is a hundred blocks away from the beginning!

"It's so touching, so perfect, so... so elf!" Everyone broke down in tears.

Even the two witches who had been following Wu Chen were deeply shocked.On the contrary, Ophelia let out a long sigh: "Master, you have evolved again..."

What Wu Chen pursues now is not only physical (=.=), but spiritual resonance.

This is also a natural change and improvement after evolving into a mentally strong person.It's like getting tired of watching cavalry dismount and turn into infantry, and then start to prefer master-level **** movies.The pursuit is not only the visual impact, but also the release of the soul.

Thus, Wu Chen used an inner monologue to create a great elf poem.

There is no need to repeat the following things, although Wu Chen did not ask for the body of the mistress of the buoy, not even a kiss, but the mistress of the buoy has long been completely ruined physically and mentally.

Elves are immortal species, in the days without Wu Chen's company, she has too much time to reminisce.Unlike humans, elves' emotional bonds are extremely strong and tenacious, and memories will not fade away, but will only sink her deeper.

Wu Chen's doomsday monologue inspired the poet's creative inspiration.Soon, the revised poem was widely circulated again, this time with more far-reaching influence than the last one.The name of the dragon hunter has begun to spread to more remote mountains and dense forests.

Of course, the human world is another scene.The poetry of the elves is just an afternoon dessert for the nobles. Ordinary people can't even speak elven language, so how can they know who the dragon hunter is.

Wu Chen suddenly raised his image in the elf's heart to a very high level.The elders of Red Tree Fort even announced to the outside world that Wu Chen is the male master of the eternal buoy.

When Wu Chen and Meijiu went on the road together and returned to Changhu Town, a lonely figure stood on the top of the Red Tree Fort and never left for a long time.

Before the owner of the tavern in Changhu Town even had time to speak, the messenger from the Dark Forest had already appeared in front of Wu Chen.

"Free people of the Golden Forest, master of Red Tree Fort, salute the great dragon hunter! My master, the king of Mirkwood, is waiting for your visit."

"Please lead the way." Wu Chen greeted with a smile.

Sure enough, as the old man said, the name of a person is the shadow of a tree.

Previously, Wu Chen tried his best to go around the Middle Earth in a big circle, just to get a ticket to visit the Hall of the Elven King.Now that the reputation spread far and wide, the Elf King personally sent someone to invite him!

Sure enough, this is called ginseng...

The poems from the Golden Forest and Red Tree Fort are actually repeatedly proving Wu Chen's identity as a dragon hunter.Otherwise, where did those mithril and dragon scales come from?

Even the half-orcs in Flansburg don't know the underground storage room of the dragon slayer, Fran!

Therefore, these dragon scales of unknown origin became the best explanation of Wu Chen's identity.So the Elf King of Mirkwood also believed it.

Subconsciously stroking his left cheek, Thranduil sat in front of the antler-shaped throne, waiting for the dragon hunter to appear.However, as several giant wolves rushed into the hall with their masters on their backs, the left side of the Elf King's face began to burn again!

Apparently, the Elf King got enough information from the Changhu Town Hotel.He also knew Wu Chen's identity as a dragon hunter.Combining the two, Wu Chen's intention to visit him is very obvious.

"As you have heard, I once faced the giant snake in the north alone." After exchanging pleasantries, Thranduil opened the topic.

"Fire dragon or cold dragon?" Wu Chen asked.

"A giant fire-breathing dragon." Thranduil couldn't help touching his left cheek again.Fortunately, this time he controlled it and did not show Wu Chen the terrifying subcutaneous tissue.Suppressing to calm down, Thranduil took out a scale.

"Before he burned me with flames, I jumped on the dragon's back and cut off this scale." Thranduil pointed to his forehead, indicating the origin of the dragon scale.

"where?"

"In the beginning...the final location was the Withered Wasteland."

Every king has a secret.

Wu Chen didn't ask where he started the fight, knowing that the final location was in the withered wasteland was enough.And according to the Elven King's description, the one he met was completely different from the Smaug who had lost his mother's mouth.

This is Wu Chen's chance.

After learning about the process of encountering the giant dragon in detail, and carrying the sketch drawn by the Elf King, Wu Chen took his leave and left.