The Ultimate Evolution - 816. Chapter 816

The melodious saxophone sound fluttered in the air.

That kind of feeling is not the grace and tranquility that elves like, but from the very beginning, a strong momentum can be felt.

A long wind of tens of thousands of miles blows, and the majestic aura of the arrogant shore of the snow peak!

The radiant radiance is endless, but it is so clear that it is not at all muddy, and there is a kind of convincing joy.

Franklin strolled along the White Rock Trail, playing calmly, smiling and nodding to everyone he saw.

The sound of the saxophone was mixed with the sound of gurgling water on both sides, which was exceptionally bright. When he was playing, there seemed to be a thin halo covering his whole body, and the visible ripples spread to all directions with the sound———especially the building where the Dawn Elf was located.

At this time, the Wuge sister is leaning against a soft bed woven by branches. The green branches and leaves that weave this soft bed are full of vitality. Next to it is the gurgling clear water and some small fishes and shrimps. Swimming happily.

Today, she coiled up her hair with a light purple vine, and wore a tube top surrounded by tender green leaves, which inadvertently reveals a lovely belly button, and her lower body is a grass-green vine. Knitting short skirts fits the aesthetics of elves and humans.

In the hand of Wuge sister, there is a crystal clear goblet, which is filled with precious wine imported from afar. The wine is bloody. When she raised the glass for half a sip, her full breast moved slightly. Shaking, there was a fascinating white dent from the rather low neckline, which was really fascinating.

And her slender pink feet are crossed and stretched out, and pink nail polish is applied to her exquisite toenails——–this is made with pineapple and balsam flowers, which can ensure cuteness. At the same time as the beautiful color, there is also a special fragrance, which is refreshing. The Wuge girl’s legs are slender, white and tender, and the shape from the ankle to the toe is very beautiful. In addition to cuteness, the lines are also very pleasing to the eye. Fang Senyan’s favorite is to play with her legs.

The faint saxophone sound stubbornly passed through the gaps of the branches and the buildings. To be honest, Wuge didn’t like such instruments. She liked the graceful sound of the shamisen or lyre, not to mention. The inherent talents of the dawn elves can sense:

There is a strange charm in this saxophone sound, which will lead people’s senses astray.

“Let this bard stay away from my home.” Wuge said lightly. “I don’t like this sound.”

One of the following elf suddenly bowed and said:

“Yes, great Dawn Elf, your will is the instruction of my behavior.”

Franklin certainly didn’t know that he was almost self-defeating. Fortunately, at this time, his adapted saxophone finally came to a more restored place, returning to the familiar tune of “Morning Light.”

After hearing this section, Wuge was suddenly stunned. She suddenly stopped the elf who was about to go out and said:

“Wait a minute, in Rivendell’s festival, the random expulsion of foreigners is not in line with the grace and hospitality of the elves.”

Fang Senyan once again miscalculated the strength of Fog Song, to be precise, underestimated the influence of the Dawn Elves among all the elves! Especially after Wusong claimed to be a Sunstrider in the previous celebration, this immediately formed a very obvious polarization. Although this will immediately lead to the rejection of many elves who believe in the Moon God, it will also immediately attract some loyal Sun God followers to Wusong to gather around her!

At this time, the elf next to Wuge was the former chief of Glorfindel, but he was a believer in the sun god in secret, so he was simply thrown into the door of Wuge. Hearing Wuge’s instructions again, he had no objections, bowed deeply, and retreated to the next one.

Wuge closed her eyes again. This time she no longer resisted, allowing the familiar and unfamiliar melody to enter her mind. Gradually, she seemed to see the terrifying skinning platform on the top of Xuefeng. She seemed to see it. In the dense forest fumigated by the poisonous mist under the scorching sun, she seemed to see the huge and powerful octopus Haichimga… At this moment, the Wuge girl’s heart was surging, two lines of crystal tears flowed down from her cheeks, and she suddenly came out Channel:

“Please come in, the bard, I hope he can play a piece for me alone. If the group guarding the door obeyed by Elrond and Grofindale stop, then be tough! They have restricted my actions. Freedom, should I restrict my right to listen to music?”

It is true that for both King Elrond and Griffindale, the right to restrict Fogsong’s free movement is already their limit. After all, Fogsong is also a Dawn Elf. This behavior has led to the entire Rivendell. There have been many discordant sounds inside.

If it weren’t for the prestige of King Elrond and Grofindale, I believe there has been a strong backlash. At this time, Wuge’s request was reasonable, so Franklin saw Wuge girl without too much hindrance. He did not hesitate at all, and directly said what Fang Senyan wanted him to bring to Wuge girl. Immediately made Wuge sister’s cheeks flushed…

“Dear Dawn Elf, I learned this song from a human population currently in Rivendell. The name of the song is: One hour and thirty-eight minutes.”

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So in just an hour, Fang Senyan, who was with Mr. Jimley in the bar, got a surprise.

After an elf bartender delivered a bottle of fruit wine, he poured a glass for Fang Senyan. Fang Senyan just picked up the glass and wanted to drink, but suddenly realized that the wine in the glass was rippling strangely. Then after calming down, she turned into an image of Wuge’s sister, looking at him and smiling.

After seeing this scene, Fang Senyan immediately realized one thing, that is, it is very likely that Wuge’s influence in Rivendell at this time was far beyond his imagination. He immediately thought about it and walked out of the tavern. When he walked to a secluded place, Fang Senyan found a stool and sat down to sleep.

Not long after, Fang Senyan suddenly felt movement in the distance. Upon closer inspection, it turned out that a group of very common elven patrol guards came over, and Fang Senyan, the person in the lead, looked quite familiar, and he was suddenly aware of him at first. The middle-aged mage of “Sun Ladder”, the middle-aged mage pointed to Fang Senyan and said:

“Human, we suspect that you brought some prohibited items into Rivendell without permission, so you must go back and investigate. If you are innocent, you will be released before dawn tomorrow.”

When he said the word “dawn” in his tone, it seemed a little heavier, but it didn’t make people feel any special. But for Fang Senyan, who had a point in his heart, he understood and obediently stretched out his hand to let the elves cast a root-entangled spell. Suddenly, you can see that the vines next to Fang Senyan suddenly grew rapidly, and tied a few laps on Fang Senyan’s wrist.

Under the leadership of the middle-aged elf mage, these elven guards escorted Fang Senyan out of Rivendell and then into the nearby forest. Some people around saw Fang Senyan’s appearance, and they all shook their heads and sighed. A hapless bastard who was expelled.

Only Fang Senyan knows that the root entanglement spell on his wrist seems to be a negative spell, but in fact the root entanglement on his wrist is loose, and there are bursts of coolness from time to time. The mind is perfused up and down all over the body, and walking on the mountain trail is like flying fast.

The group of people came to the cliff next to Rivendell, which was condescending, but there was a very majestic oak tree growing.

This oak tree is sixty meters high. The top leaf buds are covered by sharp, pink stipules. It has long and extended branches and aerial roots hanging down from the trunk and large branches. It is blooming and the flowers are pure white. , The stamens are white with red, the leaves are bigger than the palms of human hands, and like a hand, with a few thick fingers outstretched, it looks luxuriant and beautiful. It looks like a towering giant on the horizon, with solemn demeanor and majestic momentum.

For both the elves and the druids, the oak tree is a sacred tree, a symbol of power, and is connected to authority.

The oak tree is recognized as having extraordinary majesty, special bearing and mysterious power. In the rituals of the elves, the oak tree is placed as an axis, symbolizing wisdom; its fruit is regarded as the sacred fruit. Even when the elven priests perform the witchcraft of praying for rain, they will hold oak branches to soak in the holy spring, and at the same time wear a crown made of oak leaves, which is a sign of success.

After arriving here, these elves showed respect to each other’s Sen Yan, because this is the place where Wusong was cultivated before it was banned, and all the power of peeping would be cut off here.

The middle-aged elf opponent Sen Yan bowed deeply, removed the entanglement of the roots on his hand, and said respectfully:

“Please forgive Anel. Alsol for the offense just now, sir, our master, Dawn Elf, Fog Song. The Sunstrider wants to talk to you. Under the blessing of the holy Sindaro (the name of the oak tree), no one can know this. Anything that happened.”

Fang Senyan walked in front of the oak tree and pressed his palm on the bark of the sacred Sindaro. Suddenly, he had a wonderful and direct feeling: he had actually established a spiritual connection with Wuge!

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