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Chapter 65 Return to the original owner, ninth bullet!

Arnold was used to the house in his aunt's tailor shop. Although he knew the existence of the elves through the book long ago, this was the first time he saw the forest elf, and his mood was inevitable with a sense of novelty.

Arnold will never know that it is absolutely impossible for others to pass through the enchantment as easy as them. "We are ..."

Before Arnold finished speaking, Lana stood out and blocked in front of Arnold. On the three shadows of Milin, Lana thought he knew herself more clearly than Arnold. Seeing this blocking this way

The elf status is not high, Lana has a tone tone: "You don't think you have obtained the permission of your elder, can anyone pass the enchantment casually? Let it open."

Since the elves are not friendly to them, why did Lana show the elves look good? After that, compared with a gesture to let Ano follow her, he continued to walk forward. Fortunately

The wind that was scraped by them almost wiped it on the ground. The elves frowned. It seemed to be thinking that he had seen these people.

It is no wonder that from the perspective of the entire race, the relationship between the power and the elves is not very friendly. The elven says this is a normal thing.

Lania tried to understand the orientation, and finally saw the elves guarding the outside of the artifact altar two hours after walking.

"Sorry, there is no license to the elder, we can't take you into the altar of artifacts." One of the guards of the guard said. The attitude of this elves is obviously better.

The Elite of the Elves.

"It's really troublesome." Lana whispered. She really didn't want to stay in this place anymore, and she suddenly felt that she could borrow the endless books in the bedroom of the Hidden Hall.

Then, then

"In order to express my apology, I will take you to see the elder." The elf flew over Lana and Arnold before turning his head to the remaining companions: "I go back."

"Great natural style element, please give me the power of flying to my friends -the wings of the wind!" The elf made a few handprints, and there were two strands of light blue air.

After Xuan'er stopped on the back of Lana and Arnold respectively, the ground was rooted, and there were two air -shaped transparent wings with a light blue halo.

Lania experienced an unprecedented new feeling, as if this pair of wings grew from herself. She could control the flying direction and speed of the wings to control the wings.

Is this your unique style magic? "

"It's not, you should have similar, but the magic carrier is different."

With wings, their actions are much faster than before, and after a while, they will go to the spring water in the center of Muying Village.

For the first time, Arnold came to this place. He looked up and looked around, and he greedily breathed the air here. He liked this place very much. "If I can have a hut here, it would be fine."

"Why not?" Lana raised a handful of Qingquan, and Ren Quanshui slowly flowed across the palm.

"It's okay ... Aunt's business is too busy, no one will help her, she will be tired."

"Your aunt is worried about you. After this incident is over, go back and filial her."

"Um." Anuo nodded, "What about you?"

"I have to return to the Hidden Hall."

Arnold suddenly fell into contradictions, "Hidden Hall, I ..."

"Um?"

"I ... I wanted to join the Hidden Hall very early. I thought very much. But, if I leave, my aunt is alone."

Lana thought about it, and secretly used some functions of the amethyst ring to convey a message to Grint, and then said: "She can have such a nephew, it must be very happy."

At this time, an old voice interrupted their conversation: "God blesses my family! But finally you look forward to you."

"You are--"

The elderly fanned three pairs of transparent wings was suspended in the air. He waved his hand and smiled with wrinkles: "I'm just the older generation of the forest elves. On the identity, my status is lower than you.

Inheritors. If things should not be late, let's go to the altar of the artifact now. "

On the way, Lana asked the elderly: "Why are you so confident that I brought that person?"

The elder smiles: "I know a few of the last time, but there is no him. The people who can ignore the enchantment under us must be a person who has affinity for my family."

Lana gave a thumbs up: "High, this can't hide your eyes."

All forest elves lowered their heads and salute humblely when the elders passed by, and when the elders walked away, they straight up their waist and continued their work.

At the periphery of the altar of Fengshen Bow, the elf who gave them a respectful salute, then retreated back and stayed at the entrance of the altar with the remaining guardians. The elder took them into the altar.

The rare slate floor in the forest is estimated to be designed by the forest elf. The wind god bow is quietly lying on the huge stone platform in the center.

The elder signaled that Lana would not go forward, and took Arno to continue to the altar.

The moment Arnold saw the wind god bow, the heroic posture of the stroke of mind appeared, and he clearly outline the color that the Fengshen bow should have, but it didn't take long, the wind god disappeared, the wind god bow lost its vitality, and slowly

Turned into gray and slowly petrified.

"I ..." At this moment, Arnold's heart was shaken, and he suddenly realized that it meant what to say, holding this bow. He wanted to say, he couldn't do it. See this.

The bow that appeared in his mind was all the scenes that appeared in the war, which was a tragic and tragic picture.

The elder didn't care about what Anuo was thinking, and said strictly: "Remove the thoughts, use the consciousness to contact the soul of the device, the consciousness will guide you what to do."

Arnold hesitated for a moment, took a deep breath, and did it as much as it stimulated the power of consciousness. Arnold was wrapped in a layer of blue -like glory.

After litting the square 100 meters, all the grass and trees, the creatures, after being shrouded in this layer of glory, they showed their birth of the vast -born gesture, silently telling the gratitude to the god of the wind.

The wind god bow, which was wrapped in the stone layer and was sleeping for thousands of years, suddenly loosened slightly, followed by the ground and began to shake slightly. Some small gravel beating at the feet irregularly, making a rustling sound. After a long time, the wind god bow later.

The stone layer suddenly cracked a small seam, and then the spread of the spread was out of control.

Small stone fragmented dumps fall down. Through these gaps, you can see the dazzling strong glory inside the stone layer.

Like the hibernating insect cocoon, the whole body is used, the wind and god bow finally turns into a butterfly, and it is reproduced in the world.

The elder's eyes showed a surprise look, the feathers of the breeze, and there were people who succeeded. This is what he has been looking forward to happening so long!

The power of artifacts often requires long -term recovery to completely wake up. Although the power of the wind and god bow is only a small part, in comparison, the lead created by any top casting artist will be sad in front of the current wind and god bow.

It is not mentioned!

Arnold fainted again, fainting again. The elderly quickly cast to put Arnold. Because the artifact could not be installed in the storage quotes used in normal times, all the will depend on the will of the spiritual space of the owner.

I had to ask Lana to help carry an artifact, and then I took Lana and the coma Arno to rush back to Muying Village.

When Fengshen Bow arrived in Lana's hands, he lost his god, and his luster was bleak. Except for the larger volume, there was no difference from the ordinary bow. On the way to rush, Lana looked at the wind god bow in her arms. Suddenly

Asked: "Is the Holy God also have artifacts?"

"Of course."

"What is it, where is it?"

"Hey, even though I can calculate the changes in the sun, the moon, and the stars, know everything that happens in the world, but it can't be regarded as a matter of reaching the category of God."

"Even the legend hasn't left?"

"The people who experienced the god war thousands of years ago were died. How can God's power be competed? After that battle, the wind god died, the power of the ice god returned to the god realm, the Holy God ..."

"Wait a minute, I just guess, is this area we are in now ... Miracles?"

"Yes, maybe it is a coincidence. The miracles are located in the coast of the eastern part of the continental continent. After that war, it took a long time after the war. Those who were not lucky to be involved in the war of the gods slowly moved to this area. Archaeologists found that they found out

After these wreckage left in the past, it was inferred through the perception of the gods and the magic world through tens of thousands of people. Here, there was a fierce battle here. "

Hearing this, Lana couldn't help but take a breath. She started to be fortunate to be a relatively peaceful age when she came.

She can only be at a loss.

In a classroom of Fengyu College, the crowboy was silent. Although this is a joke, these students have already watched it.

"Stand straight. Don't move. If you dare to move, you will die."

Rosen was standing on the wallboard with a motionless wall, and his legs still trembled unconsciously. It's not because he was afraid of the head teacher of the angel's devil, but that he saw a person's arrow had aimed at him.

Then, then
Chapter completed!
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