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"I'm really sorry, my instrument is a bit disobedient."

"Oh, so you are a bard? Where is your instrument? The music just now was so strange and complicated."

People crowded around curiously and said one after another for Lu Zhengkang to perform.

Lu Zhengkang repeatedly shied away, and finally did not continue to be entangled.

It was night when they stayed at the banner of the mare. Lu Zhengkang erected the eleven-tone copper umbrella against the wall. An invisible magic barrier isolated the room. It was not only safe, but also soundproof.

"Quickly, play a song and listen to it." Selana took off her heavy robes and lay in Lu Zhengkang's arms, putting a pair of bare feet on the table, her face was not a lady at all.

"You said that when you were young, your father asked you to learn this and that, didn't you learn aristocratic etiquette?"

Selana heard Lu Zhengkang's euphemistic and straightforward suggestion, and angrily went to pinch the face of the troll, "Stop talking nonsense, who can take care of me when my father is dead? Let it go, I want to listen to that sad song. "

"Why do you want to listen to sad songs? Isn't it good for me to play some happy songs?"

"Because it is poetic and not noisy, I want to listen to the song while listening to your story."

Lu Zhengkang scratched his bare scalp. He had to remember songs and tell stories. I was too hard!

Fortunately, he has a ball tuner, which can be automatically played when inserted into a brass umbrella.

A lightly styled "Transient" composed by k kure, spills clear and low-return piano notes into the narrow space where the two of them are, but it takes only two and a half minutes, like a moment, as if the whole world is such a moment. .

"The Maintenance Worm went to the Crystal Mountain alone. He knew that he might not be able to go back this time, so he said goodbye to Nati and Paya in advance. They all thought the Maintenance Worm would come back, but in the end only saw him fly into the sky as a star, turning the darkness into a star. Dispelled and returned an inch of light to the world..."

Chapter 344 The Challenge of the Ebony Warrior

After listening to the adventurous story of the maintenance bug, Serana smacked her lips, still feeling a little bit more.

"So that bug became a new god? Just like those star orphans? Wow, now think about it, the plot of your story is actually an adaptation of various myths."

Lu Zhengkang argued, "No, I didn't really think about it at the time. You should not force this story to match your own knowledge. That would seem too coincidental."

After they argued for a while, Serana suddenly yawned. She said that she was a little sleepy. While she was talking, she stepped on the table and fluttered like catkins in the breeze. Passing the top of Lu Zhengkang's head, he threw himself on the bed with a skillful gesture.Serrana rolled the bed, squinted her eyes and said softly, "Ah, I'm asleep, good night baby."

Lu Zhengkang is a little boring. There is an "Opus 37" in the eleven-tone brass umbrella. The soft and cold piano music has accompanied him to sleep for countless nights.Lu Zhengkang blew out the croissant lamp on the table, and the room was surrounded by warm darkness. Serrana sighed peacefully, like a cat full of food and comfort. She tried to wrap the quilt tightly, and her face was shimmering. , Like Saikunda's constant gaze for thousands of years.

Lu Zhengkang came to the bed and whispered in Selana's ear: "I'm out for a stroll, the umbrella is here, you just need to sleep well, eh?"

"Well, know-do- la..." Serana pretended to be cute, suddenly opened her eyes, the brilliant eyes made Lu Zhengkang stunned, the vampire stretched out her hand and grabbed the troll man's nose, "seeing those beautiful girls Remember to think of me in your heart! Huh?"

Lu Zhengkang replied angrily, "Of course, of course, go to sleep."

Selana retracted her fingers and closed her eyes again. Lu Zhengkang gently stroked her chest, a heart beating quickly, this feeling...

Lu Zhengkang hugged his girl from behind in the snowy train station, and Lu Zhengkang turned around. The girl's face seemed to be covered with mist, but when you look closely, it was Serana's face.

"I will definitely think of you."

Lu Zhengkang went out. Their room was on the second floor. As soon as they walked out of the soundproof field, the laughter downstairs almost shook his head.

A Brighton bard was playing the piano and singing. The guests were applauding and beating for him. The sound of hula la’s pushing cups and changing cups was like rapidly spinning dice. The strong aroma of wine and food was burnt by the hot flames in the fire. It's hot, filling every inch of the small gap in the tavern.In the golden fire, the hair of the Nords is shiny, the skins of the high elves and wood elves are shiny, the scales of the Argonians are shiny, the eyes of the Bretons are shiny, and the scalp of the orcs is shiny, The tigers are like a bunch of comfortable hair balls in the sun, but the red guards and dark elves act as shadows. If they were not wearing clothes, maybe people would not find them around.

Lu Zhengkang walked through the crowd, greeted the enthusiastic boss, then opened the door and walked to the snowy night street.

The moonlight is bright, and the guards are patrolling the streets with torches like fire snakes. Young people will hang out with a candle light on such nights. The crowd on the golden tree is denser and you can hear them from a distance. A man was preaching loudly.

"Oh! Great Ismir, the northern dragon, we honor your holy name, call you the Holy Spirit, the great Talos..."

Lu Zhengkang was attracted by this high-pitched and passionate voice. Next to the golden tree, there is a twenty-six-foot-tall bronze statue of Talos. This war god is holding a long sword and stepping on a giant snake, overlooking the world, majestic and majestic. A man in a brown-yellow priest's robe raised his arms in a gesture of embracing the sky, and uttered a strong compliment.

Lu Zhengkang stood behind the priest and watched for a while. The statue of Talos under the moonlight was more different than that seen during the day. The mottled rust was like historical moss, and the gaps in the armor crawled up like there is strong vitality in this idol. Shuttle within.

The priest praising the grace of God, his body is surging like a tide, resonating with the god, like a drum of war, making the onlookers feel the tremor of the soul.

A young man's voice came from Lu Zhengkang's side, "This person is very interesting, right." He spoke in Nordic with a very positive accent.

Lu Zhengkang was taken aback. He didn't notice the visitor, but turned his head to see an ebony warrior almost the same height as the troll.

"excuse me, you are?"

Ebony Warrior: "I am a person who pursues challenges. I think you are very good. I hope you can fight with me. You know, one standing and one lying down, how about?"

When this person speaks, he has a steady breath and simple and straightforward words. The sense of self-confidence comes to his face. He wears airtight black sandalwood armor and is too tall. He feels like a Chongshan Iron Wall. The fan of the stock master makes Lu Zhengkang very fond of.

"It couldn't be better, time and place, you decide." The troll man grinned, white teeth reflecting the moonlight, shuddering like a cold blade against the person's throat.

"Three days later, when Saikunda rose from the peak of Hosgarh, I was waiting for you in the Yinfeng Basin outside the city." After the Ebony Warrior finished speaking, he turned and left. The tall figure disappeared into the crowd carrying lanterns in the dark. It was like a shadow of a dark cloud flying into the galaxy and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Lu Zhengkang took a deep breath, clenched his fist, then let go, then clenched his fist again.

That person is different.

Unlike anyone who is often seen in the past, even the champion warrior of Boyehia can’t be compared with him. He is too strong, and his heart is soaring up to the sky as if he has penetrated Mendas, high above, overlooking the world, Lu Zhengkang looks back at that The idol of Talos, the eyes of the statue were blank and silent, but the posture was exactly the same.

"Brother Wumu, who are you?" Lu Zhengkang murmured. He knew that the Ebony warrior, in the game, he might meet him when his character reached level 80, and then he would be challenged.

It will be a hearty and hard fight.

...

Jonas found that his little friends were all nervous recently.

Each of them either hunched their waists and peeked around, or they made strange laughs from time to time, and there were also bitter and deep hatreds. Although everyone is usually not normal, for a scholar who studies magic, being affected by magical powers is very important. It's common, but it's very strange that a group of people are so concentrated and abnormal.

He went to Fa Lauda instructor to report the situation, but the high elf female mage said that everything was normal, and she also said that she had no distractions and had a good understanding of the profound elemental way.

Speaking of the way of the elements, Jonas's lungs were blown up. In the past two days, he was frantically studying the words in the book, but he didn't have a clue. He went to the old orc man in the library for advice, and was ridiculed by this guy mercilessly. .

"Hahaha, you are really stupid than one, I have never seen an apprentice with such a poor understanding! How can other people be like you empty into Baoshan and get nothing..."

Jonas frowned. "Others? Are there many?"

"Of course, there are one or two every year, "Elemental Force" is not only to be seen with eyes, but also to be heard with ears!"

Jonas recalled the note in the dictionary-"This is just a joke of unscrupulous teachers".

Teacher Faruda’s gentle and encouraging eyes are still fresh in his memory. The boy shook his head. How could it be a joke from the mentors? This is a test. It seems that he needs to work harder!

Chapter 345 Troll Bloodborn

Jonas sat at the desk in the dormitory, put "The Power of Elements" on the table, then tilted his head to the cover of the book and listened carefully.

There is no magic reaction in this book. This is also a problem that has always troubled Jonas. Of course, he is sure that this thing has hidden powerful power, otherwise it will not need to be repeatedly activated, but the strangest thing is to completely decipher. Later it fell silent.

Jonas recalled every detail, the book faintly shining under the impact of the elements. At that time, he felt the body and mind dancing, like the incarnation of an elf, and countless elements such as restless singers were clamoring in his ears. Maybe It is the so-called "natural expression of ideas."