Chapter 175: Festival banquet

When the dragons took the first step, the noise of all the goblins disappeared in an instant, and Qi Qi held his breath and stared at the two. Www.qВ5, c0m In their view, who can walk through this avenue is the person who is blessed by Vulcan, and is also the eternal guest of their gnomes.
The dragon’s small hand holding the wind chime stepped into the flame. Suddenly, the dragon’s face changed, and the wind chime was a pretty face. The flame and the sharp edge between them were not the same, although they felt from the surface and the general The flame is almost the same, but when you get into it, you know that the temperature of the flame is as high as you think, and even more terrible is that it burns not only the human being, but also the human soul. In the meantime, the sharp edge is cast by extremely cold metal, and the cold has a strong penetrating power. The most incredible thing is that the two natural materials in this cold and hot are not mutually exclusive, but they are seamless.
The dragons and the two men almost stopped in the shackles, but fortunately, in order to prevent the two from being separated from each other, it would not be a joke. In the sudden attack, Long Yi immediately increased his mental strength to a limit, and exerted a strong and invisible protection on the two human body surfaces. In order to prevent the accident, the internal force of the dragon and the proud world will not infiltrate into the mental power. Strengthen the strength and density of the enchantment.
At this point, this strange flame and sharp edge can no longer cause damage to the two, and Long Yi is relieved.
Step by step, the two walked leisurely and slowly on the Flame Avenue. Long Yi also sang the waves to the goblins who dare not come out of the atmosphere, and the whole little man was smug.
The elders of the goblin did not know when they came to the side of the goblin patriarch, standing together at the end of the flame avenue and looking at the dragon and the wind chime.
"Under the soul fire, they are still safe and sound, and both of them are people who are blessed by Vulcan." The goblin patriarch nodded.
The goblin elder smiled a bit. Is it a person who is blessed by Vulcan through this Flame Avenue? The owner of the ice palace who wanted to fight with the Flame Mountain in the past did not regard the soul fire as nothing, and easily worn it in the past, but this is the tradition of the tens of thousands of years of the gnomes, which has long been ingrained in all the gnomes. It is useless to say it, but it is criticized.
Long Yi and the wind chimes stepped out from the flame avenue, smiling in front of the goblin elders and the goblin patriarchs. In the moment, the onlookers of the goblin sent out an earthquake-like cheer, followed by a uniform slogan, and as for what, Long Yi would not know.
At this time, the goblin tribes crossed their hands and muttered in the mouth, and two yellow light emerged from the fingertips. Then they shot into the body of the dragon and the wind chimes, and the cheers of the goblins were even worse.
"From now on, the two are the friends of our gnomes forever." The goblin patriarch smiled. Because the language is unreasonable, it is naturally translated by the elders of the goblin (in order to avoid trouble, the language problem is not mentioned later.)
"The patriarch, after that, if we ask for it, can we ask you for help?" Long looked at the beads and smiled. This place is good for excavating the tunnel authorities, and maybe it will be useful to them later.
The goblin patriarch pondered for a while and slowly said: "Our gnomes have ancestral training. If you don't get a place outside this magical forest, you should not be involved in the disputes of the mainland unless..."
"Unless what?" Long Yi asked, if the goblin family shrinks in this ghost place, they still need to help a fart.
"This ancestral training was the ancestor of the ancestors who vowed to Vulcan, unless you are Vulcan, or we are powerless." The goblin tribes are long.
The dragon turned his eyes, this old guy is simply talking nonsense, if he is the old man of the Vulcan Putus, can he still hurt him?
At this time, the elders of the goblin said to the patriarch: "The patriarch. The hour is almost."
The goblin family nodded and walked onto the circular stone platform in the center. He said a bird's language in his voice. The sound was thick and long, and it seemed to have some merits. .
After that, all the goblins began to sing and dance around the campfire, and the smog of the bonfire lingered, oh, as if it were illusory, the men and women or the hoarse or high-pitched songs gradually drifted away. Long Yi and the wind chime sat on the stone bench on one side, looking at all this in front of him, there was a feeling of unreality.
Long Yi looked at the wind chimes on his shoulders, and the elbow hit her and said: "Ringer, do you think that these songs sung by the goblins are a bit strange."
The wind chime is flushed and shouted: "Where is your hand hitting, not a honest guy."
The dragon was one by one, and the elbow went up to the top. It was only when he felt a piece of elastic soft meat. He smiled and said: "The accident is purely an accident."
The wind chime snorted, and there was no other opinion. Anyway, he was touched by light. She listened carefully to the song of the goblin and found that there was a feeling of emptiness, a note followed by a note, swaying, and there was no stagnation in the transition, seemingly with some very strange rhythm.
"It's a bit strange, but it sounds very comfortable." Wind chimes said.
The dragon smiled and his brow was slightly wrinkled and wrinkled. I don't know if it was an illusion. He always felt that the song had some hypnotic effects.
The goblin family continued to sing and dance for two or three hours, then dispersed and sat around the campfire. At this time, the girl who had a goblin family began to wear a pot made of metal and put it back and forth in front of the campfire.
The dragons and the two were naturally invited to the gnomes and the elders. When they saw that the pots were all sorts of things, they were entangled and drilled together, and there was a mixture of white foam. It looks a bit disgusting.
"The patriarch, is this?" Long asked in confusion.
The mandarin patriarch smiled and hand-picked a worm, put it on the fire and roast it, then slammed into the mouth, biting it with gusto, and biting it: "This is a worm, the taste is very delicious. It can only be eaten at the festival, you should not be polite, try to eat."
The dragons are a bit cold, although the past lives in the Dragon Group to survive in order to survive have eaten rats, snakes, and even sputum, but at this time is not a crisis of life and death, neuropathy will eat this kind of thing.
The bells looked around the goblins who had eaten these worms, and the stomach suddenly burst into bursts. Fortunately, she was a necromancer. She usually saw more zombies, or else she really suppressed it. Can't live.
"We still don't get used to this thing. We still have food on ourselves. You should eat it slowly." Long smiled.
The goblin patriarch was stunned and said: "Yes, I almost forgot that you are human beings. If this is not so strong, drink some of the beautiful bars that our gnomes use their own underground river water."
The dragon smelled the pungent smell of the horse in the metal bottle handed up by the goblin patriarch, and said with a smile: "Your gnomes have been brewed too hard, and we definitely can't drink it."
The goblin patriarch proudly smiled and said: "Yes, this wine is very strong, and only our gnomes are brewed."
The dragon looked at the elders of the goblin, and smiled. The hand pulling the wind chimes went to the side. The genus of the genus of the genus was so sparse, quite like a frog sitting on the ground, perhaps staying in the ground for too long, but the goblin The elder is not a simple person.
Long Yi and the wind chime space ring have already prepared a lot of food. They laid a piece of brocade on the ground, put a few plates of Shanzhen, and took out two bottles of wine. Compared with the dinner of the goblins, it was just one in the sky. It is.
Long Yi took a bite of the tender fire rabbit meat, smashed the best of the drunken fragrant house, and then ate the tofu next to the wind bells and small beauty, it was so happy as a fairy, but also people have to admire this amazing guy. Adaptability, I am afraid that even at this time, even in the blood of the corpse, he still eats incense and sleeps well.
Suddenly, a shadow of a person appeared in front of the dragon and two people, and the sullen eyes stared at the delicious green light on the ground. Waiting for the dragon to open, the goblin elders grabbed a plate of dishes with lightning, and the sinisters rushed into their mouths. The speed was so amazing, even if the bulls were here, they would have to go down the drain.
In a blink of an eye, the dishes on the brocade were swept away by the elders of the goblin. He took a full meal and grabbed the bottle in the hand of the dragon and poured it into his mouth. Then he showed a satisfied face, and it looked like a smirk. Like just .
"I said elders, you don't want to enjoy your delicious food. Let's grab something to eat." Long was dissatisfied.
The elders of the goblin smiled, and the bark-like skin seemed to be crumpled and shrunk all the time. He smiled and said: "You thought that I was confused. We have the same life, and the things we eat are so few. Where are your human things delicious?"
"Your patriarch does not seem to think so." Long smiled.
The elders of the goblin gathered a smile and looked at the goblin patriarch in the distance and sighed: "He is still young and will understand slowly in the future."
The dragon was weird and looked at the wind chime. He said: "He is still young? The beard is a big one, enough to be my grandfather."
"The average age of our gnomes is several times that of your human beings. The patriarch is only sixty years old, and of course young." Goblin elders.
Long Yi’s heart was immediately unbalanced. The life expectancy of human beings was so short, and all these aliens lived for a long time. However, considering the incomparable creativity and wisdom of human beings, he felt nothing.
At this moment, the ground suddenly swayed, and many goblins who were delighted to enjoy the food were shaken to the ground, and a thunderous sound like a thunder screamed from somewhere in the ground. The domineering sound brought the dragon and the wind chimes I can't help but feel tight in my heart, and my chest is dull, like a big stone.
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