In just a blink of an eye, Engus was taken from the Moon Spirit Spring to the sea of ​​clouds every year.

Under the blue sky and above the green leaves, the endless flowing clouds in the river were dyed into a transparent green green. When the sun shines brightly, the golden silk shines brightly, and when the moon is bright, silver stars dot.

She and Engus were standing at the source of Yunzhongchuan.

Although this thing really looks like a big-bellied pot, I still feel that changing the name makes me more respectful:

"If this spring is removed, will the river in Boandri disappear?"

"Not for a short time, and I have no intention of taking it to Murigan."

Engus reached out to grab a ball of water mist, rubbed it, pinched it, and pinched it into a bowl shape, and scooped it in the air. The translucent bowl-like object was filled with color, just the same color as the river water in Yunzhongchuan, and it looked like it was carved from some kind of green jade.

"This jade bowl looks very good." Every Nian praised sincerely.

"Yeah, let's go."

There was a bowl of water full of water, which swayed slightly as Engus's footsteps, but not even a drop of water overflowed.

"This..." Hesitated for a moment every year and caught up with Engus, "The High Priest Midil said that he would bring this and this spring."

"This shell needs to leave behind a water system that maintains Boander, the essence of the inner part is here."

Ngus held the jade bowl, stretched out two fingers, and pinched the back collar of the short clothes with his fingertips, a little disgusted and a little helpless.

Niannian didn't feel her collar being grabbed by someone, but she found that she was starting to stand still. Just as she was about to speak, she saw a blur in front of her eyes. The air in front of her was like a wave of water. She was shaking her mind and she had already pounced on the ground.

I was thrown out by Engus??

Lying on the ground, looking at the toes of someone in front of me, I realized what I had experienced every year.

She jumped up, turned her head and was about to protest, and saw Engus rubbing the two fingers in a jade bowl, with a very focused expression.

Is this washing my hands? Is this dislike me? No, this is his own crazy!

He decisively ignored Engus every year, turned around and saw the person in front of him.

Midil had already used the five-pointed gun in his hand to push away Niannian who was standing in front of him, walked to Engus, frowned and asked, "Why did you come so long?"

"Ask her." Engus pointed every year.

"Why did it take you so long?" Midil turned around and asked, as if he had just seen Nian's existence.

"...because I don't have the skill to teleport thousands of miles." Nian's face was covered in dark lines.

Engus could instantly cross more than a thousand miles from the southern end of the Feathers Forest to Murigan in the north. Can it be assumed that these high priests have the ability to move quickly and long distances, and at the very least, they should have the ability to communicate. Why should she, a mortal, come to send a message?

"Can't your cloak fly?" Midil skipped the New Year's expression and looked at Engus again, "If it's not lazy, then it's stupid. Has your bad taste finally spread from your eyes to your mind?"

"She is not stupid, and you have no position to criticize my taste." Engus turned his head, as if he couldn't bear to comment on Midil's extremely bright color scheme.

Are these two really brothers? Every year I took a few steps back and did not get annoyed in front of these two people.

"Have you seen her recently?" asked Midil.

Every Nian also turned her attention to Engus.

"No, it's just that some oral messages are coming."

"As usual?"

"Well, it's the same as usual." Engus nodded, not knowing whether he agreed or said he was fine.

Midil, holding the five-pointed spear's fingers tightened and loosened, picked up the gold-edged silver shield beside him, and walked to Morigan's Moon Spirit Spring:

"Do your business first. Morigan's forest has been declining for too long. It's better to get that thing back as soon as possible."

"I hope you have reviewed your bad temper so that you won't lose it because of a fight, my dear brother."

The jade bowl in Engus's hand fell into the Moon Spirit Spring and disappeared in an instant, leaving only a fluorescent dot, like a green bubble falling in the water.

......

Qi Youfeng and York stayed in their cages, one lay on his back on the ground and watched the leaves above his head wandering, and the other hugged in the corner and stared at the grass beside his feet in a daze.

The aliens near Murigan were trapped in this way. The native elves and players all had their own guesses, but they were also far away from these wooden cages in exactly the same way.

It was heard that Alexander, who visited the prison, said that other inmates were making noises about the elves abused the aliens. They locked up people for no reason and did not give them food. After they returned, they would end at the patriarch and the Babel Priests' Council.

Among these people, Alexander couldn't say which ones were bluffs and which ones were really innocent, but he was worried that if this matter continued, it would cause more serious conflicts.

After leaving every year, Dion quickly left.

Before leaving, he asked Qi Youfeng to throw the troublesome mallet out and try to land under a tree a hundred meters away.

Later that day, the sun gradually set, and the already dim forest became more and more gloomy. The two of them were discussing taking turns to go offline to rest when they heard a rustling sound of grass shaking.

The sound of the grass shaking sounded for a long time. Not long after finally calming down, Qi Youfeng heard the sound of a man and a woman talking again, and then she exclaimed, as if she was angry.

The next morning, Dion came to see the two of them and said simply "Solved", and never appeared nearby again.

Qi Youfeng guessed that Dion must have thought of some way to let his female companion take the small mallet away by accident, and might just throw it away or transfer it to someone else's hands.

Another day passed, and there was no news over there every year. He and York didn't know how long they would be imprisoned. Qi Youfeng counted the number of times the leaves shaking and silently set a countdown for himself.

If you count to three thousand and there is no news over there every year, should you take the initiative to write and ask?

One thousand three hundred and ninety-six... One thousand three hundred and ninety-seven... One thousand three hundred and ninety-eight, one thousand four hundred and one, zero two, zero three—

The originally extremely regular and slow shaking accelerated without realizing it. Qi Youfeng sat up and looked up and down, left and right in the cloudy sky for a few seconds, accompanied by the series of deafening thunder sounds.

If there was a thunderstorm, would his position be struck by lightning?

York in another cage also came back to his senses. After thinking about it, he called Mrs. Morgan out and hid under Mrs. Morgan who was crowded with him.

Both Engus and Midil knew that the patriarch and high priest of Dagda, who was also their mother, was probably no longer in the Forest of Fierce.

But they also have their own responsibilities. They cannot leave the Feathers Forest easily, nor can they bring the elves into the vortex of division. When they cannot be heard, they can only find a suitable candidate and secretly entrust this matter to her.

Simire knew the sense of responsibility of these two NPCs and understood the wisdom and strength of these two NPCs every year, but they only looked elsewhere, but instead forgot to look at people nearby and forget the simplest logical inference.

——This can be a task.

In the storm of wind and rain, Engus withdrew his gaze and looked at Midil. Midil frowned slightly and looked around slowly. Finally, he smiled faintly as his eyes fell in a certain direction. The five-pointed gun in his hand pointed straight to the sky, and purple lightning flashed out from the tip of the gun.

With a loud crack, every year quietly opened his eyes and saw a faint light flying rapidly from the forest, like a frightened beast that could not wait to escape home.

Midil raised his hand and swung his arms, and a whirred sound. A silver flag swayed in the wind, and the misty light separated the raindrops.

I was a little nervous every day and didn't know if I should speak.

"Retrieve it, continue?" Engus asked.

"Yeah." Midil answered.

Midil waved his flag, and the moon-spirit spring rolled with waves and the mist rose. Engus chanted in a low voice. The translucent jade bowl rose from the spring water and slowly rotated. The light green layers of mist suddenly scattered, from near to far, dizzying a thick green color.

Seeing the green spread out, it was about to reach the boundary of my sight, and I became more nervous every year.

From afar, music that seemed to be invisible came, and Engus and Midil's movements stopped together and looked at the horizon incredibly.

The flag in Midil's hand was still dancing, and the jade bowl in the middle of the spring was still spinning.

Engus and Midil reached out to grab it, but these two magical artifacts were rubbed against their fingertips and turned into two golden lights to escape, as if they were called away by the music.

When the neon glow finally appeared in the distant sky, I quietly closed my eyes every year.
Chapter completed!