[Comprehensive] Jungle Epic

At this moment, Sorin didn't notice Olivier's obviously dangerous expression at all, he just looked at Thranduil quietly, extremely focused.

The lifespan of dwarves is much longer than that of humans, but it cannot be compared with that of elves. Thorin is not even a fraction of Thranduil's.But this doesn't hinder Thorin's admiration, yes, admiration, even though the dwarf prince may not have tried the feeling of liking, but this is instinct, Thorin is very sure.

Thranduil has been used to this kind of gaze since he was young, and the great elf who has lived for thousands of years has not panicked at all because of this.

For the king of the jungle, he doesn't like inexplicable entanglement, but he doesn't hate the admiration of others.

Although Thranduil's personality looks as cold as ice and snow on a high mountain, he is actually proud and domineering, and he treats outsiders unkindly.But Thranduil is not unreasonable, after all, admiration is someone else's business, and he hasn't allowed himself to manage it so broadly.

As long as this feeling does not cause him any trouble, then Thranduil can completely treat it as ignorant. If it can bring benefits, such as Elrond's continuous help to the dense forest, Thranduil will not Mind laughing.

Thranduil was still sitting securely, with his legs crossed and his chin raised slightly, his eyes seemed to be born with a bit of arrogance, as if he hadn't noticed any changes in Thorin: "Tell me the purpose of your coming, Dwarf, I hope your reasons will satisfy me."

Sorin blinked his eyes slowly, his thick but neatly trimmed beard perfectly covered Sorin's expression at this moment.

The rope in his hand has been untied, and the dwarf prince took a step forward, raised his head to look at the tall elf king, and said in a deep voice: "Dear King of the Jungle, I am the King of the Lonely Mountain. Lead the cargo to the land of men."

Thranduil narrowed his eyes, and there was a half-smile at the corners of his eyes and brows: "This is not the reason for you to trespass in the jungle, Dwarf Prince."

Sorin blinked his eyes. In fact, the dwarf prince can be regarded as intelligent. He knew that all of this was probably a trap set by the cunning elves, and the elf king above might be very clear about his coming and where he was going. .

The elves have plotted against him, and now they seem to have the intention of completely denying it.

If it was in the past, the dwarf prince might have questioned her a long time ago. Perhaps his upbringing prevented her from yelling, but he didn't hesitate to scare him with his unique thick voice.But now, Sorin has been blinded by the beauty of the Elven King, and the original anger has long since been dissipated.

It has to be said that the elves are indeed the darlings of the heavens. Everything they possess is incomparably exquisite and beautiful, and the charm of the elf king is completely rampant in the middle-earth world.

Whether it's a dwarf who admires power, or a dragon who likes money.

Sorin, who was wearing thick fur, thought about it, and finally decided to make his purpose clear: "Dear Elf King, our map shows that there is a wide continent to go forward, but in fact there is already a dense land here. I'm sorry if I accidentally wandered into the dense forest, but please believe that we didn't mean to offend."

Thranduil raised his eyebrows. In fact, Thorin's performance was somewhat beyond his expectations.

In Thranduil's impression, the dwarves of the Lonely Mountain may be brave and good at fighting, and they have the forging technology that is as good as the elves, but they are still dwarves in essence.Perhaps because of their impure bloodlines, they are more pleasing to the eye than ordinary dwarves, but their tempers are still irritable and irritable, and they will fight if they disagree with each other.

When he was still a prince, Thranduil had seen the temper of the Lonely Mountain dwarves, and because of the recklessness of the dwarves, he lost some elf warriors who should not have been sacrificed in a battle, and everything was still fresh in the elf king's memory.

But the dwarf prince in front of him was obviously different from what Thranduil had imagined. He didn't look like a dwarf at all, or he could only see the shadow of a dwarf from his head.Short, not even reaching Thranduil's waist.

Thranduil looked at him, and said lightly, "You are much more polite than your companions."

Thorin lowered his head and made a dwarf-like etiquette to show his respect for the Elven King.

Thranduil also bowed his head, as a response to this courtesy.

And this action made Thorin's eyes twinkle.Obviously, Thranduil released a kind of kindness, he is not completely hostile to the Lone Mountain Dwarf, so Thorin can also have a hope, perhaps, he can have a friendly relationship with Thranduil.

"Olivier, Legolas should have returned from outside." Thranduil's voice reached Olivier's ears, and those turquoise eyes looked at Olivier.

The meaning was obvious, he hoped that Olivier would go to see Legolas and leave here.

Olivier, who has always obeyed Thranduil's words, hesitated this time. He pursed his lips slightly, looked at Thranduil, and then at Thorin. Suddenly, there was a dark red light in his eyes.

It has long been Olivier's habit to protect his own ada, and Thorin is obviously a big threat at present.

The threat must be removed.

This kind of thought that would never have appeared in the head of a kind elf prince suddenly popped up, but he felt that it seemed reasonable.

"Bring your wine glass in a while, Olivier, I hope you won't go back for too long." The elf king's voice was low and clear, almost instantly dispelling the strange color in Olivier's eyes.

Olivier frowned in confusion, then bowed his head towards Thranduil, and strode out of the hall.

Sorin looked at Olivier's back, and said in a low voice: "The elf prince looks very unstable." Sorin still remembered that when he was in the dense forest just now, the elf prince who looked gentle and amiable used a A very strange and twisted way threatened himself.It seemed that his whole body exuded murderous aura, gloomy and terrifying.

Thranduil didn't speak, he just looked at the figure of his eldest son, lowered his eyelids slightly, and his slender eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes.

Before Thorin could say anything else, Thranduil had already stood up, the pink flowers on the crown trembling slightly because of his movements, walked off the high platform, and stood in front of Thorin.

Among the elves, the tall elf king surpassed the height of the two dwarf princes. Therefore, the elf king was very friendly and did not get too close, so as not to make the dwarf hold his head too hard: "Now, dwarf prince, we Maybe we can talk about your business." The Elf King smiled, even a small arc almost flashed Thorin's eyes, "This road belongs to the dense forest, we can open it for the dwarves, but maybe you Willing to pay a small price."

Sorin had to turn his eyes away so as not to let his head go dizzy. He had already prepared himself psychologically for being threatened by the elves, so now Sorin was not very surprised: "What do you want?"

Thranduil raised his eyebrows, looking very satisfied with the dwarf's understanding.He raised his hand: "Call Alves over."

Sorin didn't know who Alves was, but he subconsciously felt that the Elf King might attract a difficult guy.

But the next moment, he heard Thranduil's voice: "I admire your reason and bravery, prince of the dwarves, so you can call my name," the Elf King raised his chin, proud and beautiful, "Theran Dill."

Sorin immediately threw that Alves behind his head, and hurriedly said: "My name is Sorin, Your Majesty the Elven King." But right away, he realized that he might be too eager now, which made him The dwarf prince pursed his lips in annoyance.

Thranduil glanced at him, then moved the corner of his mouth, and said slowly, "Thorin."

Obviously it is a very simple vocabulary, and it is obviously a name that has been called thousands of times by others, but at this moment, when those two syllables entered his ears, Sorin felt that his heart was beating so fast that he couldn't count it. The ears are swollen, as if all the blood has been flushed out of the head.

Almighty king of the dwarves, forgive me for not following your order and going back to marry a heroic dwarf girl. Perhaps, I will try another path.

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When Legolas returned to the palace, he saw Olivier who was waiting for him at the door. It was obvious that Legolas was very happy to see the prince of the jungle. He smiled, narrowed his eyes, ran over, and rushed directly into Oliver's arms.

Legolas, who had grown a lot taller, could reach Olivier's chest height, with long golden hair hanging down his shoulders, soft and shiny.

Green Leaf's smile seems to be the best medicine, Olivier smiled, eyebrows and eyes curved: "You look really tall, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold you in a long time."

Legolas didn't care what Olivier said, and directly stuffed himself into Olivier's arms as before.

The eldest prince of the jungle obviously enjoyed the feeling of being depended on. He smiled and bent slightly to hug Legolas' warm and soft body. He didn't think about hugging him, but just patted the little prince on the shoulder. : "It will be a great thing for you to grow up again, my dear little prince."

Legolas has mixed feelings about growing up.

That means that I don't need the help of other elves to see the outside world alone, and I can also go to see the sea. This is something that the little prince has been looking forward to since he was very young. You can smile when you look at the pictures in the book.

But growing up also means that he can no longer be favored by ada and Olivier casually, maybe they will change their ways, but the little prince still likes the straightforward hugs and goodnight kisses before.

Olivier obviously misunderstood the expression of the little prince. He pursed the corners of his lips, bent down and carried the little prince on his back.

[Next, the author has something to say]

The author has something to say: Suddenly his feet left the ground, Legolas exclaimed, and then subconsciously hugged Olivier's neck tightly.This made the eldest prince a little dumbfounded, he stood up, and gently supported the little prince's little butt that was sitting on his hand: "Relax a little, Luye, you make me breathless."

Hearing this, Legolas quickly loosened his arms, and then pressed himself tightly against Olivier's back, his chin pressed against the prince's shoulder, his blue-green eyes were like beautiful crystals moistened by water. stone.

"You want to send me back like this?" the little prince muttered.

"You've grown taller, I can't hold you anymore," Olivier smiled and turned his head to look at him, his beautiful turquoise pupils slightly curved with a smile, "but I want to escort my tired green leaves back to the His soft bed is my responsibility."

Actually I am not tired.

Legolas really wanted to say that, but in the end he just put his face on the back of Olivier's neck with a smile, without saying a word.

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Would you believe me if I said I went to the college entrance examination (*/w╲*)

well i don't believe it myself

rolling around】

Although the days of working overtime in the dark are still going on, the author, Lianzi, I decided to pick up my conscience and resume updating

Restoring the three articles together

True warriors, dare to face the terrible things, dare to update three articles together!

The hole I dug before, I have to fill it up when I cry qaq