When the weak wears into a stallion male pig

In the blink of an eye, autumn and winter came, and Mi Luoqi stayed at Shangguan Qingrong's house for a long time. They not only practiced archery with the senior elves, but also listened to a lot of anecdotes about the elves.

When it was winter vacation, the senior elf suddenly proposed to leave Huberley's house and return home to visit relatives.Although Baron Humbray was reluctant, he did not stop him. He politely gave him some money and gifts for the journey, and asked his servants to rent a carriage for him.Before leaving, the senior elves bid farewell to Shangguan Qingrong, and told him many customs of the elves during the New Year.

"In the new year, the Elf King will host the grandest ball for us, and the best singers and dancers of the elves will show their talents at that ball. Every year, the elves will re-enact the battle between gods and demons 5000 years ago. The story of being forced to relocate to the present-day Thorn Forest. That play is the favorite of the Elven King and all the elves. It performed the greatest elves of that era, the greatest human magicians, and heroes and warriors of all races... ..."

When Shangguan Qingrong heard this, his heart trembled suddenly, and he interrupted him: "The greatest magician, do you mean the great magister Sean; Faerun? In that play, there will also be Faerun." Old... the plot of the great magister splitting the Rose Canyon?"

"Yes, that scene is the climax of the scene. The Great Magister of Faerun is the Elf King's best friend. Every year in the drama, the Elf King will cry and miss the past while criticizing the actors for not being able to play the great The spirit and courage of the magister." Senior Leslie also looked longingly at the void, and sighed long: "It's a pity that when I was born, that legendary magician was no longer in this world."

Ferran in Emra's chain was also sighing, silently drifting to the corner, remembering his lofty ambitions during his lifetime.Shangguan Qingrong is connected with him, how can he not know that he misses his old friend?Having made up his mind, he said to Leslie: "Senior, can you take me to the Thorn Forest? I promise I won't cause you any trouble. I just want to go and have a look. If humans are not accepted there, you don't have to." Take me in."

Leslie lowered his head and looked at him tenderly: "Elves never reject guests, but in winter, the trees in the elf forest wither and the birds migrate to distant places. It is not as beautiful as in summer. And when the elves are together, they don't say anything. Human language, after I go back, I will also help prepare for the New Year's festival, I may not be able to take care of you, why not wait until next year..."

Shangguan Qingrong held on to the chain of Emra tightly through his shirt, as if this could calm Fei Lun's eager and excited mood: "I really want to go, senior. I will take care of myself and not wander around. Just look there, really!"

Leslie sighed: "What a child. Well, I'll take you there, but only with your father's permission."

Of course, Baron Huberley was not very willing to let him go. After all, something happened to the child, and he had to go abroad after going to the Elven Forest.

Shangguan Qingrong said to his father: "Father, I know what you are worried about. After I got the ring of light, I learned a lot of advanced light magic, which is completely different from when I first met that necromancer. And now that I have learned archery, as long as I attach magic to the arrow, it is more than enough to hit a necromancer no matter how far away it is.”

Baron Huberley knew his eldest son very well.As long as he wants to do something, even if you don't agree, he can still find ways to do it first.Going back to the Thorn Forest this time, at least there was an elf escorting him. If he didn't agree, the unlucky child would go on his own, and he didn't even have a place to find someone.

Forget it, admit it!

Before accepting his fate, Baron Huberley made the last struggle - he wanted Shangguan Qingrong to compete with Leslie, and as long as Shangguan Qingrong could beat Leslie once, he promised his son this troublesome thing Require.

Leslie also wanted to take advantage of this setback to stop him, so he readily agreed. The two set up targets in the courtyard, bent their bows and set arrows. When the arrows were shot down, none of the arrows produced hearts.Seeing senior Leslie feeling relieved, Baron Huberley felt ashamed.

But this round, he also failed to win, because Senior Leslie also scored ten rings.

In the second round, Shangguan Qingrong decided to use the legendary technique commonly used by people in Jianghu, the rear arrow bit the front arrow, the arrow hit the tail of an arrow, and split the arrow nailed to the red heart in half.

This is a good idea, and it looks good when it shoots out. I'm sure I'll win!Shangguan Qingrong took the lead again, twisted two long arrows and nailed them to the target one after the other.

It's done, it's a success!Unexpectedly, Shangguan Qingrong is actually a genius in martial arts. He has never seen a method, and he can succeed in a try just by thinking about it in his head!His face was beaming with joy, and he shot one after another.

Unfortunately, success is not always replicable.The further you shot, the more difficult it was for the arrow to go in. One branch had just been nailed to the target, and it was about to fall off.Shangguan Qingrong was in a hurry, so he used his inner strength, watching the bow open like a full moon, and the arrow go like a shooting star, a big hole was opened in the target with one arrow!

Ten rings... gone.Shangguan Qingrong was smart but was misunderstood by his cleverness, and he lost a round solidly.Senior Leslie comforted him for a long time, saying that his arrow technique is very practical, and when he formally fights against the enemy, this kind of strength will be more lethal than ordinary strength.

After being comforted for a long time, Shangguan Qingrong finally cheered up again.No, it should be said that I made up my mind.Anyway, what his father said was just defeating senior with arrows, not necessarily defeating senior with archery, he still has a unique skill that he has never used before!

Thinking of this, Shangguan Qingrong put down his thin bow, and said to his father and seniors: "Senior Leslie and I will compete in archery. If we only shoot targets like this, it will not be interesting, and there will be no big difference between them. To be honest , Senior Leslie is an elf, and it is impossible for me to win against him. So, I thought, can I change the analogy, do not shoot with a bow, but just use an arrow to hit the target?"

"What is this compared to an arrow? Throwing it with your hands..." Baron Huberley glanced at the thin elf. His son is an eighth-level fighter with great strength. It may be difficult to throw the arrow on the target with his hands. But that elf is absolutely impossible. "You are cheating. In order to win for yourself, you deliberately set conditions that Leslie cannot meet."

Leslie didn't care, and said with a smile, "Yeah, if it hits the target, I can still compete with you. If it must hit the target, then I can't do it."

Shangguan Qingrong hurriedly explained: "It's not that much, seniors don't have enough strength in their hands, so of course they can't throw arrows into the target with their hands. What I mean is, make a pot with a thin neck, remove the arrow head, and throw the arrow into the pot. Everyone Throw once, and when all the arrows are thrown, whoever puts in the most arrows wins."

Although Baron Huberley disagreed, Leslie thought it was interesting, and agreed to it just as a way of coaxing children.Shangguan Qingrong personally forged a thin-necked double-ear pot with the reincarnation formation, and placed it not far in front of him. He took an arrow, folded it off, and threw it forward lightly. The shaft of the arrow struck the air. Dao arc, then planted downwards, straight down into the bottle, steadily.

Shangguan Qingrong smiled ashamedly and said: "That's it. When I saw children throwing things outside, I always wanted to play with arrows. It's rare that senior is willing to accompany me to be self-willed."

"This is fun. Can I bring it back to the elves and give it to our children?" Leslie looked at the pot over and over. shoot arrows. "In this game, do you take out the arrows every time you throw in the arrows, or put all the arrows you threw in before and keep shooting?"

While continuing to remove the arrows, Shangguan Qingrong replied: "If you don't take them out, you will count the arrows after a round of throwing. The two of you take turns throwing arrows, so there is no unfairness." After removing seven more arrows, he He withdrew his hand and said: "The neck of the pot is narrow, so there are too many arrows and they can't shoot in. Four for each of us is enough."

Tossing pots is originally a court etiquette. When he was a noble concubine, he was bored for a long time, and tossing pots was almost a game for chatting.Seeing this thing again now, I don’t know whether it’s emotion or nostalgia.Being a noble concubine was not what he wanted, but the game of throwing pots was his favorite game, even with his eyes closed, through a screen, or with his back to the pitching pot, he could hit the pitching pot accurately.

He also thought of the etiquette of throwing pots, which is to play the qin and have a feast.Although he is in another world now, he still cannot be ignored. While Leslie was practicing pot-throwing skills, he went back to the house and took his piano, adjusted the strings, and heard the sound of the senior elf's arrows piercing the air. In the strange eyes of the father, the music of "Deer Crying" was played.

Yo-yo Luming, the apple of the wild food.I have guests, harp blowing Sheng.

I hope that when he comes to the elves, Teacher Fei Lun can see the elf king again and become the elf king's guest.

Although Leslie has the wisdom and dexterity of the elves, and after a period of practice, he is almost perfect in throwing pots, but he is still not as gorgeous as Shangguan Qingrong's skills.He can hit it blindfolded, and he can hit the pot with his back turned. The only thing is that there is no screen at home for him to play. Otherwise, he would really have to reproduce the scene of throwing pots and drinking banquets in the harem.

Leslie took the initiative to throw in the towel, and joined him in persuading his father to let his son go out and play for a while.

A boy who is almost 17 years old is an adult everywhere, and there is no old circle at home who will not let him go out.Back then, when he was 17 years old, he was already carrying a bow and arrow and hunting all over the world as a ranger.Even if he didn't think about the past, many human fighters he knew went to the mercenary guild to find a mercenary group to join when they were seventeen or eighteen years old, and started to fight monsters to do tasks.

Drizzt is already an eighth-level fighter, an eighth-level full-line mage, and a fourth-level light-type mage. He has also learned archery with this elf for so long, and one arrow can miss the target.He alone is enough to form a mercenary regiment. Why are you, a father, so worried about being like this that you dare not even let him out?

This is a boy, his appearance has been cultivated enough to look like a girl, if his personality is so timid, he dare not even go out by himself, what will happen in the future!

Baron Huber finally let go helplessly.

In fact, he has already acquiesced in this matter in his heart, and he also believes in the strength of his eldest son, but he just keeps refusing to agree. That's it.Facts have proved that his son's conscience can't be discovered, and the painstaking efforts of his father can't be discovered.

Forget it, the son can't help his father, let him go wherever he wants.

Baron Huberley nodded, Shangguan Qingrong packed his things excitedly, and was about to leave with Senior Elf. Before the two of them could finish their journey, they met classmate Miloqi who came to ask for advice on archery.Hearing that they were going to the Thorn Forest to celebrate the New Year, classmate Mi Luoqi also firmly asked to go back home with the elves.

"I don't go home during the winter vacation. It's boring to live in the school alone. Can you take me back with you? Wait a minute, I'll go back to school to pack my luggage. Don't leave! I'll be back in two hours Just come back!" Miroch kept telling the two to wait for him while walking without touching the ground.

In less than an hour and a half, he returned to Huberley's house with his bags in hand, took a ride with Leslie and Shangguan Qingrong, and together they set foot on the Pegasus carriage rented by the servants of Huberley's family. A sightseeing tour of the Elven New Year's event.