Chapter 19 Haigal Mountain and the Elves

Ah? So what should we do?" Yun Danfeng was surprised by the reason why the eagles attacked them, and Ning Chen didn't seem to have the intention of fighting back, but just defending.

Ning Chen had no time to answer her words, because he found that the attack speed of the three eagles in front of him could be described as lightning, and the force was strong. His arm was numb after several shocks. He knew a little about the eagles and knew that this was an ally of the alliance. If he killed them, he didn't know if there would be any after seeing Emily. There is a chance to learn from teachers.

"Are you sure you want to go down the mountain?" Al looked at the stubborn prisoner and asked seriously, "The foot of the mountain is terrible. Everything is terrible."

"I'm sure, because this is not my home, not my destination." The prisoner Qiu is also serious and persistent.

"That's good..." Al went to the table, picked up the pen and paper, snarled something, and handed it to her. "You will be a great Druid, and I happen to know a Druid. I think he can help train you."

"I don't need to do any Druid. I just need to find my partner and go home together." The prisoner's voice was lowered and full of sadness.

"You will need it. The way home will be far and dangerous. You need a skill to help yourself and help your partners."

Looking at the tadpole-like letters on the paper, the prisoner mound frowned.

There is no way down the mountain, because the cave is on a cliff. Standing at the mouth of the cave, Al opened his arms and motioned the prisoner Qiu to lean over. Although she was very reluctant, she finally leaned over and held Al's neck tightly. Then Al jumped down. The prisoner Qiu was so scared that he closed his eyes, but she didn't know why she believed that Al had the ability to leap over the abyss.

I don't know how long it took, they landed firmly on the ground. The prison mound opened his eyes and looked around curiously. This is a valley, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, the ground is green and grass, and the air is also filled with the fragrance of soil. It is really a beautiful place.

Prison Qiu is a person who likes to play in the mountains and rivers. The scenery in front of him is many times more beautiful than the so-called beautiful scenery of those long queues to buy tickets. For a moment, he was lost. It was not until Al patted her on the shoulder that he found that he had been scratching him.

Prisoner Qiu blushed and let go of his hand and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is Haigal Mountain." Al whispered, while looking down at the prisoner's hill gently, her eyes were burning, which made her blush and her heart beat, and she kept moving her eyes to dodge Al.

"Haigaru Mountain?" Prisoner Qiu couldn't believe his eyes.

"Yes, you have been living on the peak of Haigar Mountain these days." Al smiled and said, "If you want to leave, I suggest you go to the big Druid I recommend to learn skills immediately, otherwise it will be difficult to survive outside."

Prison Hill knew Haigal Mountain. In the past, she yearned for that place countless times during the game. It is said that some people can climb up the mountain from Dongquan Valley. Unfortunately, she has never tried it. Now she is actually in Haigal Mountain. She can't help looking at this magical legendary place more carefully.

Looking up, the peaks go straight into the sky. No wonder I have only seen clouds outside for so many days. And a strange tree is standing in the distance, and its branches cover the whole forest. Look carefully, as if those trees are all its children.

"That is the tree of the world." Al said understandingly, "You and I are full of its roots, all over the whole Haigar Mountain." Hearing this, the prisoner Qiu spit out his tongue in surprise and looked very cute.

"You said that the foot of the mountain is terrible, but the air here is so good and the climate is so good. How can it be bad?" The prisoner Qiu became suspicious again.

Al smiled and said nothing. He stretched out his hand and pointed to the distance. In the direction of his finger, he saw several strange birds with horns and wings but with bucks, as well as fierce wolves wandering. Suddenly, a violent sound came from behind. Looking back, it turned out to be a huge tree (of course, not as the tree of the world) Take a slow step.

"Just that, any one can kill you now." Al said.

Prison Qiu knew that he was right, and his face turned white and red. In that suspicious era, it was difficult for people to easily trust others.

There was no path in the whole forest, and the prisoner Qiu was melancholy: "Oh, did you find me here? How can I get out? Where is the big Druid you mentioned?

"The moonlight woodland is on the back of the mountain, but no one can climb over Haigar Peak, so you can only go out, bypass the mountain and go to the moonlight woodland." Al replied.

"That's what I said! That's how I should get there!" Prisoner Qiu pointed, "Where is the way!"

Al stuffed his finger into his mouth and whistled. This ruffian action did not make him feel uncomfortable at all. On the contrary, it seemed to be a kind of enjoyment. I don't know what Ning Chen whistled like. Prisoner Qiu actually remembered it like this.

After the whistle, a bird that had made the prison hill feel strange before fell down with its wings and meekly arched its head. Al touched its hair, smiled at it, and then turned back to the prison hill and said, "Come on, sit on."

"Is this really okay?" Prisoner Qiu grabbed the feather on the bird's neck, which was as hard as steel, and her buttocks hurt.

"Don't worry, it knows where it will take you. Take care of yourself." Al patted the bird on the back, "This kind of bird is called a horned eagle. It is a kind of warcraft that loves nature. If you are clear-minded, you don't have to be afraid of it."

The prisonerqiu had no time to nod. The eagle beast roared and flew straight into the sky. The prisonerqiu could not open his eyes at all. The wind blew through his ears. After a burst of tinnitus, it seemed to calm down. She tried to open her eyes and found that she was already in the clouds, surrounded by erratic white clouds, and the Haigal Mountain and the world The tree has been thrown far away.

Ning Chen and Yun Danfeng were gently hung on the tree like a sandbag. The congestion of their heads made him feel dizzy and uncomfortable, and the faint egg simply fell into a coma at the moment they were picked up. What an unqualified mage, but looking at her pale face, Ning Chen was still faintly worried, even if he hung like this. , her face is still less bloody.

The surroundings were quiet and there was no movement. The group of eagles who captured themselves did not mean to hurt them. Why is that?

A python on the ground, thicker than Ning Chen's arm, swam silently in the grass. It circled behind the tree hung by Ning Chen and the light wind and climbed to the tree. Ning Chen's current hearing was extraordinary, but the python had been touching the soles of his feet before Ning Chen detected it.

All the weapons were taken away by the horned eagle beast, and Ning Chen screamed sadly. Although he still had armor on his body, if the snake came down from his throat, the immortals could not save himself.

The python has a flowery pattern, which is as long as four or five meters. Originally, Ning Chen's identity was not light, so it was very difficult to hang upside down. After the snake was added, Ning Chen grinned with pain, and his already numb ankle began to tear his heart and lungs.

The snake climbed to his head and spit out the core. The cold and sticky feeling made Ning Chen very uncomfortable, but he dared not say anything, and even his breath had to be light and light. He was afraid that a snake brother who accidentally provoked him would get angry and give himself a bite.

"Aesop!" Suddenly, a beautiful sound like a silver bell came from the top of the tree, as if calling the python, because after the snake heard the sound, it quickly retreated the same way and left Ning Chen's body.

The owner of the silver bell jumped down and stood silently in front of Ning Chen.

Ning Chen tried his best to raise his head and look at the man in front of him. It turned out to be an elf. Her long and pointed ears represented her identity. However, her black hair was tied into a relaxed ponytail and hanging on her back, and a bang on her forehead hung beside her face. Her face was fair and tender, and there was no dark night elf on her face. Some marks and tattoo marks are as white as an ordinary human girl, but that cold and gorgeous face is not everything in the world. With her black female half-length armor, it is like an angel falling into the mortal world.

Ning Chen couldn't help but be stunned.

"What are you doing here?" The voice of the elf is also very cold.

"I'm here to find someone." Ning Chen answered in a hurry.

"Report the origin of your name, or I will not be polite to you."

"My name is Ning Chen, a bull-headed hunter. A senior guided me to find a hunter master, so I came to Philas..." Ning Chen was simply a bamboo tube pouring beans.

"Hmm! Master?" The elf snorted in his nose and looked very disdainful. "There are no masters here, only nature and his children, and those enemies of nature."

"She and I are also his children!" Ning Chen said anxiously that he was afraid that he would be swallowed by the snake in a wrong position. Sylvanas' pendant could kill people, but he certainly could not reassemble the food in the snake's belly.

"The child of nature will not hurt him with a sword, never." The elf's answer made Ning Chen's forehead sweat coldly. He never thought that he would break through the thorns for a while and become the reason for his murder.

"This is unfair. Look at the girl next to her, she is also a member of nature, isn't she? But nature hurt her. I just want her to be less hurt and overwhelm some branches!" Ning Chen suddenly came with courage and unconvinced defense.

The elf came to the faint Yun Danfeng and looked at her with curious eyes. Yun Danfeng's body was covered with scars stabbed by thorns. Some scars were even oozing from faint blood, and the clothes were torn to pieces. The elf frowned.