city ​​of sanctuaries

Chapter 107 Lena
Standing at the entrance of the village, Fang Tian watched Shen Luoluo and others leave.

After Shen Luoluo and the others completely disappeared from sight, Fang Tian looked back at the two guardian ancient trees outside the village.

Where did this strange feeling come from?
Fang Tian thought, and walked slowly to the tree.

He stretched out his hand, pressed the palm of his hand on the guardian ancient tree, and closed his eyes at the same time.

He didn't feel that surging vitality, instead, there was an aura of death and decay.

Sure enough, as he thought, these two guardian ancient trees seemed to be lush, but they were already rotten inside, and they were all supported by the unique secret method of the elves, but even so, they might not be able to last for long.

Fang Tian withdrew his hand, a little hesitant.

The elves have never had a good impression of humans, and entering an elven village hastily will arouse their hostility.

But Shen Luoluo and his team also entered the village just now, and it seemed like nothing happened.

Forget it, just stay at the entrance of the village to avoid unnecessary trouble.

"Nunc obdurat"

“Et tunc curat”

Just when Fang Tian was about to stay where he was and rest, a familiar melody came to his ears.

Turning his head following the place where the melody came from, Fang Tian discovered that the sound of the music came from the dense forest on a high mountain not far away.

this voice?Is it some kind of guidance?

Fang Tian looked down at the game message box, there was no hint in the message box except for the team's damage report.

After thinking for a moment, Fang Tian decided to get up and walk towards the direction of the sound of the piano.

On the edge of the cliff, an old elf in twilight was playing the accordion, sitting leisurely under the tree, the breeze blowing by, curling up his gray beard.

The sound of the piano that Fang Tian heard before was coming from his hands. Judging from his slightly curly hair and the robe he was wearing, he was a druid.

Unknowingly, Fang Tian also walked to the big tree and sat quietly next to the old Druid, listening to the melodious music in his ears.

This peaceful feeling reminded Fang Tian of the past.

After playing a song, the old druid put away the harp.

Hearing the music in his ears stop, Fang Tian beside him also opened his eyes.

The old druid glanced at Fang Tian, ​​pointed to the village at the foot of the mountain, and said, "I've been hesitating at the entrance of the village for so long, why don't you go in and have a look?"

Only then did Fang Tian realize that from where he was sitting under the tree, he could just see the gate of Twilight Village down the mountain.

"The elves don't like outsiders entering their territory, so..."

"I see. It seems that you are different from them." The old Druid withdrew his gaze, and he was referring to Shen Luoluo's group.

"No, I'm the same as them." Fang Tian raised his head and said, "I'm also here to find the Fountain of Youth."

"No, you are different from them." The old man repeated stubbornly and began to hold his hand again.

If Shen Luoluo and the others were here, they would be shocked. This old man actually spoke?

In the dungeon, there are many npcs that will play a huge role in the dungeon. Sometimes, if the key npc is not found, the difficulty of the task will increase by more than ten times and a hundred times.

Therefore, in the initial stage of dungeon exploration, the team will try to interact with each npc, and then try to determine whether this npc has hidden tasks.

The Level 50 dungeon of the Fountain of Youth has been open for many years. It can be said that almost every npc in the dungeon has been searched by the players.

And this old druid who has been under the big tree, no matter what the players try, he just plays the harp under the tree and doesn't speak no matter what.

No one has ever been able to obtain tasks from him, and over time everyone regarded him as an ordinary npc, even though he looked very strange.

After the old Druid finished speaking, he ignored Fang Tian and played the harp again.

Although the tune was changed, Fang Tian was still very familiar with the tune played by the old druid. Unknowingly, following the sound of the piano, Fang Tian hummed softly.

"You also know this song?" The old druid looked surprised.

"I heard someone sing it when I was young." Hearing this familiar melody, Fang Tian couldn't help but recall the elf who received assassin training with him when he was a child. Every night, in the dead of night, she would sing this melody next door. Every time at this time, Fang Tian would hold his face, sit by the window, and listen to her singing.

This is one of the reasons why Fang Tian has a good impression of the elves as a race.

"Where did you hear it? Can you tell me his name?" The old Druid's expression became serious. For the first time, he stopped playing the piano in the middle of his hand and looked at Fang Tian.

"Jasmine, Char, Lina." Fang Tian blinked, leaning his back on the tree, curiously said: "She is an elf like you, but I can't tell you where I met him."

"The surname Jasmine... seems to belong to the northern elves..." the old druid muttered to himself.

"Do you know where she is now? I haven't seen her for a long time. It took her only three years to complete all the initial assassin training, and it took me 13 years to just reach the entry level. , the master said she is a genius."

Recalling Lina, Fang Tian recalled her singing voice, her golden hair, and besides that, her pointed ears.

Druid shook his head and said, "I don't know, she doesn't belong to me."

Without hearing from Lina, Fang Tian's expression flashed a little lonely, and then he returned to his usual indifference. He picked up a green fallen leaf in his hand and put it in his mouth.

The old druid sighed slightly, he raised his head and said, "Child, do you want to find her?"

A sweet taste melted in his mouth, and Fang Tian said: "I don't know, maybe, I have an agreement with her, but now is not the time."

"Really? May I know what the agreement is?" The old druid looked at Fang Tian with a smile in his eyes.

"I made a promise with her. When I become stronger, I will find her and defeat her with my own hands!"

"Hahaha, it's really interesting."

Hearing Fang Tian's answer, the old Druid laughed dumbly.

"I'm a little overwhelmed, isn't she? She is a genius of the elves." Fang Tian didn't care about this kind of laughter, and he also smiled slightly, "Uncle Hubbard said that about me back then, but I believe I It’s okay, it’s definitely possible.”

Seeing Fang Tian's words being so serious, the old Druid put away his smile, his cloudy eyes brought a trace of clarity, and he stretched out his hand to Fang Tian, ​​"Son, can you show me your hand? "

(End of this chapter)