[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

Olivier hugged Bailu's head with a smile: "It's so rare, I saw you a few days ago. You know, I couldn't see you once in 100 years."

The White Deer didn't respond to what Olivier seemed to be complaining about. He stuck out his tongue and licked the cheek of the Jungle Prince, then stepped back a few steps to distance himself from Olivier.

Sisi had seen the white deer before. In fact, almost every time Olivier met the white deer, Sisi was by his side.Bailu also had enough kindness towards Sisi, at least he didn't dodge when Sisi reached out to touch his neck.

The red-haired elf looked at the lucky and holy animal in front of him with a smile, gently stroked his fur with his slender fingers, looked at him, but suddenly saw a small leather belt on the white deer.

The bag was not conspicuous, its color was a bit dark, and it was very flat, lying quietly on the white deer's back.Sisi watched, reached out to get the bag, squeezed it, and felt a hard, slender stick inside.He didn't open it, but looked at Olivier: "Your Highness, I think you need to come and see this."

Olivier blinked, doubts in his turquoise eyes.Walking forward, Bailu didn't approach him again, but stood quietly aside.Olivier smiled at Bailu, then looked at the bag in Sisi's hand.

It was gray, with odd patterns, and a metal button that was apparently wearable.Olivier took it over, and raised his eyebrows at the moment he got it: "The dragon skin bag, it seems rare, if Smaug sees it, I'm afraid he will breathe fire again."

"Dragon skin bag? Only evil things will be put in this." Sisi frowned, "Your Highness, maybe this thing is dangerous, we need to take it back..."

"Clap."

While Sisi was talking, Olivier had already opened the metal buckle of the dragon skin bag, hurt Sisi's disapproving gaze, and Olivier smiled: "I can feel that he didn't hurt me, Sisi ,Don't worry."

Reaching into the bag, Olivier took out a stick.The stick was strange, it didn't look like a branch, it looked smooth, and one end was slightly thinner than the other.Olivier took it out and compared it. The stick didn't look long.

"What do you think it is, Sisi? A stick, it doesn't look long, it can't be used as an arrow, it's not hard, it can't be used as a weapon." Olivier broke it with two hands , without using any force, but even so, the white deer stepped on the ground lightly a few times, looking very nervous.

Sisi naturally also saw the strangeness of the white deer, and he stretched out his hand to prevent Olivier from further sabotaging actions—his prince actually wanted to bite a wooden stick: "Your Highness, maybe this is just a gift from the white deer to you!" one's gift."

Olivier blinked, looked at the stick in his hand, and then looked at the white deer: "This is the gift you want to give me? A beautiful piece of wood, right?"

The white deer looked helpless. Olivier had known him for a long time, so he naturally knew that the white deer could understand Elvish language, so he stared at the white deer with a smile, telling him not to fool around.Bai Lu also nodded, but his moist eyes seemed to be reluctant.

Olivier pinched the thin end and waved it, and the white deer bumped him with his nose, signaling him to hold the other end.Olivier did not refuse Bailu's request, he grabbed the thick side.

At this moment, he felt an indescribable power surge out of his body, a feeling he had never felt before, yes, he never knew that an elf's body would tremble because of a wooden stick.He stared at his hands, and found that he seemed to be able to hold the stick skillfully and shake it lightly without being taught.

Then, I felt a heat in my palm, and a beautiful silver-white light emerged from the tip of the stick.

Olivier was taken aback, but he didn't throw away the stick in his hand.He just raised his head and looked at the originally gloomy sky which was illuminated by the silver-white light as bright as day, and the little flashes mixed in it were as beautiful as stars.

"This is really... amazing." Olivier stared at the sky and murmured unconsciously.

Seeing all this, Bailu blinked, his slender eyelashes trembling slightly.

But this beautiful scene only lasted for a short time. Immediately, the beautiful scene disappeared and the sky was still dark, but Olivier fell to the side as if he had lost his strength.

Seeing this, Sisi quickly reached out to support him, and Olivier took a breath, with surprise and disbelief mixed on his face: "Sisi, I think this feeling seems familiar..."

"What?" Ceci was puzzled.

"This feeling, yes, this feeling of exhaustion." Olivier frowned and thought, and it didn't take long for him to dig out what he wanted from the depths of his memory, "Remember the first time I Do you want to learn the prophecy spell for the first time? I practiced too much and ran out of magic power..."

Wait, magic.

Olivier looked at the wooden stick in his hand, and he seemed to think of something.

The turquoise eyes turned to the white deer, where the holy animal stood with gentle and peaceful eyes.

"Is this a magic item?" Olivier supported Sisi so that he could stand.

White Deer nodded.

"Can I use magic? Just like that."

Bailu nodded again.

Olivier's expression became serious, he clenched the stick in his hand, and began to realize that this thing might not be a branch that White Deer found randomly, but a rare item: "Where did you get this? "

The White Deer hesitated this time. He stared at Olivier for a while, then turned around abruptly, went deep into the dense forest, and disappeared after a few jumps.

Olivier didn't go after him. He knew that Bailu didn't want to tell him. Although Olivier had never heard Bailu talk, it was obvious that Bailu always had his own way to tell Olivier what he wanted.But this time, the white deer escaped, and he didn't want to say it, so Olivier knew that he had no way to know it from him.

Leaning in Sisi's arms, Olivier looked down at the stick in his hand, he didn't wave it again, but carefully put it into the dragon skin bag.

"It's such a nice gift, isn't it?" Olivier murmured.

"Yes, Your Highness, this needs to be kept well."

Sisi lowered his head slightly when he spoke, perhaps because his strength did not recover, Olivier had to lean on the red-haired elf, which also made his head rest on Sisi's shoulder, the distance was very close, and he entered It can let Olivier smell Ceci's body.

Like a medicinal fragrance.

When the red-haired elf bowed his head and spoke, his voice sounded a little low, and the breath brought out by his breathing made Olivier's ears turn red again.He tried his best to prop up his body, so that the distance between himself and Sisi could be further: "You know my room better than myself, Sisi, I hope you can give me a good suggestion."

Ceci didn't mind Olivier's obvious embarrassment, he still smiled, and put his arm firmly on Olivier's waist: "The drawer under the wardrobe."

"It's safe there?" Olivier blinked.

"Yes, it's safe. I put all your belts there, Your Highness. I promise, that's the fullest drawer in your room."

Olivier nodded, feeling nothing wrong at all.In his opinion, Sisi is always good at dressing himself up, and he is very assured of him in this regard.

Stuffing the dragon skin bag into his arms, Olivier looked at Ceci and said, "Take me back to the tree house, I need to change the bag first."

Smaug's residence is not far from the gate. If they go back directly, they must pass the little red dragon's gate with this dragon skin bag.If the little red dragon really breathed fire at that time, it would obviously not be a good thing.

But Sisi thought of another thing: "Should I tell His Majesty?"

"No." Olivier shook his head without hesitation. He pursed his lips and said in a low voice, "ada doesn't like magic, and he probably won't believe that this stick will make any difference. Believe me, if you tell ada, the first thing he did when he got the stick was throw him in the brazier and burn him."

Sisi knew that the king of the jungle would definitely do this.He didn't say much, just hugged Olivier by the waist, and walked quickly towards the bookstore.

Olivier was a little uncomfortable with this posture, but he didn't protest.He just raised his head and looked at the profile of the red-haired elf.

It's really nice.

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The white deer has entered the depths of the dense forest, and the place is getting darker and darker. Only the holy light emanating from the white deer can illuminate it.

Walking in step by step, the white deer lowered its head and walked around a branch blocking the way, and saw an open space in front of it.

The environment here is very different from the dense forest, the trees here look very strange, their branches are not straight, but curved, and the leaves are dark, looking very gloomy.

And in front of those strange trees, there is a very conspicuous boundary. On the side close to the dense forest, there is lush green grass on the ground, but on the other side, which seems to be a cut line, there is no grass growing.

The white deer stood on the edge of the grass, looking at the dark distance, and not long after, he saw a white shadow slowly approaching.

"You came very late." Bai Lu opened his mouth, but spit out human language.

The white shadow approached slowly. If Olivier was here, he would be surprised, because it was a white horse with beautiful wings and a snow-white horn on top of its head.

The unicorn moved forward slowly, walked up to the white deer, opened its mouth, and spoke in human language: "It seems that you have given him the wand."

"Yes, he is one thousand and one hundred years old, so he should have a magic wand. It is very powerful, and it works well. Cherry wood, combined with the tail feathers of the phoenix, is a very aggressive combination." The white deer stepped on it lightly. Ground, with a relaxed and cheerful tone, "But I believe he can control it, and he is destined to become great."

"It seems that his magic power is not weak." The unicorn business is low.

"Strength comes from blood, he is destined to be powerful and noble."

The unicorn was noncommittal to Bailu's words, he just lowered his head and said softly: "May Merlin bless him."

The white deer also lowered its head, and the foreheads of the two white animals were touching, which was extremely beautiful in the dark forest.