Game of the World Tree

"Gold ... gold pound ?!"

I saw that the elf took out the pound from the arms, and the old John's eyes were straight.

But soon, he felt that there was a hot sight in the pub, let him hop in his heart.

A gold pound ... maybe nothing in the eyes of the occupator, but for many disciples or servants who have not stepped into the black iron level, and most of the alcohols in the pub, all the giants are a giant. The model.

Old John is not better than the wine, back to the pub, saying ... Blackhu Peach wine can open in the civilian district to open to today, it has also been a thousand relationships with the blacks of the slums, don't say a gold pound Even if it is ten gold pound, no one dares to pay attention.

But old John is different, he is just a lifelong free person.

If you really charge this gold pound, he is not doubt, after the elves leave, you will definitely be stare.

In this kind of thing, there are too many things happening in the civilian district, and even the soldiers of the public security team will not manage.

Do not……

Those soldiers didn't hit the idea of ​​hitting his body.

Thinking of this, the old John moved his attention from the gold pound, smiled:

"Elf Adults, you can help me treat injuries, I am very grateful, I am willing to take you to see it near the mine, but no need ..."

Said, he looked at the second pot head of the elves, swallowed the mouth:

"If you are willing, it is better to ask me to drink this kind of wine, I will try to taste it early, I don't know what it is."

After listening to the old John, the Elf Warrior was slightly stunned.

His gaze swept in the pub, and many people here to recover their sight.

Note that the flashing in the eyes, the fate of the Elf Warrior flashed.

"Sorry, I understand, I didn't think about it."

He nodded.

Then, he looked at the old John, who was still looking forward, and showed a splendid smile, to the bartender:

"Let a cup of white wine."

"Ok, respect the elf."

Soon, in the envious sight of everyone, the bartender handed a cup of two pots to the old John.

Looking at the clear wine in the cup, I smell the wine in the wine, and the old John glanced over the eyes.

Zhen God is on! His old John actually drunk a borce to drink this one day!

He was carefully sniffed, and he went into a watery.

He feels that he smells the taste of the gold pound.

Old John said if the treasure will hold the wine cup in his hand, make it up, and taste it slightly.

The spicy wine is under the belly, which is very exciting, so that he didn't hold back, he coughed sharply, and the elves soldiers who attached the side were laughed:

"Hahaha, drink slowly, slowly drink, this wine is made up of our elf, and it is very big."

"Cough and cough ... This tastes, feel weird, is the original noble like to drink this? I am a little drink ..."

Old John coughed, while said, tears were out.

He is more and more can't understand the aristocrat. I don't know why this kind of wine will be sought after, honestly say that he feels not as bad as ourselves!

"Hey, this still adds water, if you don't add water, it will be more big."

The elf smiled.

"Add ... added water?"

Old John glared over the eyes.

He looked at the white wine in his hand, it is difficult to imagine that the water will not be addressed, which is to stimulate which degree ...

It is a bit embarrassing on the side of the wine:

"Cough ... Elf Adults, this kind of wine is added, every pub will do, because the taste is too strong, but if you want ... I can give you someone else, it is the price, it is possible to turn it again. I have a few times ... "

"No need, no need, two pots, I am actually not used to, or the elf is good."

The Elf Warrior does not care about sway.

After drinking wine, three elves left the pub, and old John also followed.

Today's weather is very good, the sun is very warm, I don't know if it is because of the wine, and the old John feels that she is a little dizzy.

This wine is really big.

He feels that it is a little fluttering, and there is some pain in the head.

Until another shrouded in his body, the old John felt a cool force poured into the body, turned into a circle in the body.

Then, the kind of faint feeling, and the faint headache disappeared.

Not only that, even the filth that has not been cleaned in a few months, but also disappeared, his mess is not so messy.

Feel the changes in the body, the old John raised his head and looked at the elves, and saw the beautiful female elf slow down the magic stick in his hand.

"This is purification magic, you can wake up, you can clean your body."

She smiled and explained.

The smile is so sweet, so that the old John felt a pet again.

"Thank you ... Thank you ... Beautiful elves."

He quickly thanked.

Although he has not cleaned the habit of the body, this kind of feeling is very refreshing, great.

"You can call me, I am known as the blast."

Elf girl said mildly.

The elves soldiers also refer to themselves, and their faces:

"Demasia, Demasia flame."

As for the first black hair of the leader, I said that I said:

"My name is Li Mu, Li Mu · Shadow."

Said, he got up and down, and his clothes and shoes on the old John were pudging. He shouted in his hand, and a new one set of new human civilian clothes in hand.

"Your dress is quite serious, put it on a new set, just don't know if you don't fit."

Looking at the new clothes, the old John glared over the eyes.

Zhen God is on! This material ... is definitely a good material from the Kingdom of Eres!

He only has seen the rich civilians in the inner city!

I am afraid this set of clothes is worth 50 silver coins!

This scale is very good, because this price of clothes is in his body, although some high-profile, it is not to be stared.

Anyway ... will not bring risks like a gold pound.

"This this……"

Old John is a bit cautious.

Until the elf put the clothes into his hand:

"Hold, I still have a lot of sets, your clothes should be changed."

Old John tremble took the clothes and was inexplicably moved.

He has come to the north, and this year, no one is so good to him.

After being ruined by the devil, encounter a chaotic family breaking away, being shipped to refugee black heart business people to cheat the road, and encountered robbers, and was robbed to the last last property ...

I came to Luk City, first bullied by other dramas. After I found a job, I was buckled and the money was sold. Every day, it was wishes, and the body walked, he didn't know how long he still persisted.

Not to mention, I have been hit by the aristocratic poison.

If you don't encounter these elves, what should I do with his previous injury? What will happen? He really doesn't know.

Perhaps ... he may be just this year.

There is no longer labor, lost income source, and the physical condition is deteriorated ... It's like his refugees, you can only wait to die.

In this way, the refugees are visible everywhere in the territory, and finally by the church, wrap the corpse cloth.

And that, not because the church is kind, but the church is worried whether the body will breed the undead.

It can be said that there is a refugee like them, even if it is dead, no one cares.

In the increasing desperation, the eternal church in his belief did not extend a helping hand, and finally extended his helper, but the brutal elf in the mouth of the church ...

Although it is just a glass of wine, a set of clothes, but it is like a light in the dark, shining into his heart.

Thinking of this, the old John's eyes gradually wet.

"Thank you ... Thank you ... The kindness of the benevolence ... Thank you ..."

He couldn't stand, the voice was swallowed, and eventually couldn't help but cry.

As an adult male, the old John is very strong and is very fragile.

The family died did not crush him. He didn't crush him for a year, but at this moment, the care of the elves became the last straw against the camel, and touched his innermost soft part.

That is always, he is hiding in the deepest place in the soul, so it is a strong soft part.

Pain, grievances, sadness, and suddenly emerged, completely broke out.

"Don't cry, go to your clothes, this is what we should do."

The elf of Li Mu derouped Du Lu married his tone and patted his back.

Old John took a nose and bowed deeply, and then took the clothes to the back of the pub.

He remembers there is a warehouse there, just can change clothes.

After a few minutes, when the old John came to the elf again, it has changed.

In exchange, he is a lot of spirit, it looks like a sixty-seven old man, and finally has some young look.

Wearing soft and comfortable clothes and shoes, old John feels that he is going to change the bones, and it seems that even the sky is more blue than before, and the sun is also more warm.

"Not bad, very suitable."

Looking at him, the elves are bright in front of their eyes, nodded.

The old John's foundation was actually not bad. After this dress, it looked at an unexpected handsome, just like a frost, a handsome guy with his own story.

Get the praise of the elves, old John is a bit embarrassed.

He pinched a new dress, and he was sorry:

"It is suitable for advice."

"Nothing, this is what we should do."

Elf Drui, called Li Mu, laughed.

And the warrior who claimed to be Masia is nod, and the face is deceived:

"Yes, the goddess adults teach us, all kinds of beings, the strong people should also help the weak, only everyone work together to create a better future."

Said, he painted a symbol of a lifethe in his chest, a holy.

"Female ... the goddess ..."

Looking at the madness of the other party, the old John muttered, and the heart has deeper touches.

The poet of the swim is that life goddess is a kind and powerful god, and now it seems that it is like this.

The eternal church once again deceive him!

The life goddess has the same, it is so kind, it is so kind!

Otherwise, how can he be so kind to His elf?

Their mind is like their appearance, beautiful and noble!

At this moment, the old John's heart poured an infinite feeling of the elf and the goddess ...

At the same time, there is a little curious about the legendary life church.

Life church ... What kind of church is it?

Feng Yue freedom ... is really like a dream in the same rumor?

However, he knew that he still had something to do, and he took a curiosity.

I deeply sucked a sigh of relief, and the old John had a splendid smile, respectfully:

"Li Muada, Demasian adults, big people, thank you, I am ready, is it going to the mine now?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, we have other companions, in the city, will come over, we are waiting here."

Li Mu shook his head and said.

Said, he looked at the old John, his eyes stopped on his darker skin and hair, and the stereo and deep eyeline stopped, curiously asked:

"I look at your appearance, it seems that there is a characteristic of a few Aius Kingdom. Why don't you go to the south, how to escape to the mainland north?"

After listening to him, the old John scratched his head and said:

"Yes, I have half of the blood of the Aius Kingdom. My father is an imperial person. The mother is an Ares Kingdom, but they have been killed by the aristocrats in a war in a war earlier."

"I was originally the farmer on the border of the empire. After the devil invaded, we slambled our village, blocking the road in the south, I had to take the caravan's north."

"Is there only one in your home?"

I asked curiously.

Old John was silent for a moment, and the look was frustrated:

"My wife, and my two children are dead."

Hearing here, the face of the face flashed a little:

"Sorry ... I shouldn't ask, the devil is very evil, destroying a lot of happy families ..."

"No ... is not a devil."

Old John shook his head.

"Not a devil?"

.

Old John crowd his fist and finally loosen.

He sighed, and sorrow and some angrily said:

"It's a mess!"

"I originally fled with my wife and the child, but in the process of escape, I met the aristocratic incense ... The millennium was defeated by the devil!"

"At that time, I left my family in the refugee camp, I went to the city to find a fleet businessman."

"When I came back, my wife, there are children, it has been ..."

When it comes to here, it seems that I think of sadness, and the old John's face is pale, and the look is quite painful:

"It has been killed by them ..."