Vol 3 Chapter 118

Scene 118: The End of Flowers (First)

Bai Lu almost jumped up. Although road building is not his specialty, he knows the Black Forest very well. The Black Forest is like a treasure trove that the master forges like him. But as for what it was, the master forge was also very clear.

"That would be a bit of a problem," Charles replied, and he shook his head.

"What do you mean?" Burrow suddenly felt something in the young wizard's words.

"Lord Lord, he ... found an associated crystal mine in the Black Forest ... I mean, according to your master, we want to make it ours, I'm afraid it's a little troublesome."

"Magic crystal mine!" The old man really jumped up this time, "What you said is true!"

"No, I mean the associated crystal mine," Xiaer shook his head quickly. "After an investigation by an adult, there should be a piece of star iron and cold iron ore. Dangrang also has some other rare minerals."

"Iron ore ..." Burrow's voice shuddered.

"Yes, there is iron, but there are star iron and cold iron."

"How much ... how big?"

"I don't know how old they are. They spent two days staying there, but they haven't found the edge yet. There is not enough time, and they have to wait until later to determine how big the mine is." Charles replied solemnly.

"Two days, didn't ... didn't find the edge?" Bailu felt almost choked, Lord Lord they existed in three golden levels. What is the concept of no edge in two days?

But suddenly he thought of another question, and he couldn't help but his face turned white: "Opencast mine?"

"No," Charles shook his head. "Underground."

It was a pity that Bailu was relieved, "Listening to you, I thought it was an open-pit mine, but how did the Lord Lord discover them? Prospecting is a professional knowledge, aren't they traveling in the forest?"

"No, no," Shire shook his head. "You don't describe it well after I've finished speaking, but what do I mean? This is actually an open-pit mine underground."

"what!"

Burrow's hand fell loose, and the cigarette **** that had followed him for so many years fell on the steps and fell apart.

But he didn't care at all. He grabbed the other's sleeves, regardless of whether the other was a wizard, but couldn't help but ask loudly, "You mean there is an unknown crystal range, and there are magic crystal mines, and There are still a lot of rare iron ore in the Black Forest waiting for us to mine? "

Charles hurriedly pushed his hand away and put a finger on his lips: "Shh, whisper, whisper." The young wizard said mysteriously, "You don't want to tell the news to Count Jean-Denell." ? "

When Palu was silent, he hurriedly looked around carefully, but he immediately turned back and said to Charles: "What are you saying? That's great, this time the White Lion Armor is not a problem at all!"

"Wait," Shire deliberately puzzled: "Master Bailu, that place is quite far away from here in the Black Forest. According to what you just said, we're probably going to mine that place for a long time. mineral."

"Fart!" Bai Lu waved his hand, his eyes flushed, and he bit his teeth. "I'll leave this thing to me. I will just tell this old bone to this matter, and I will make it a success!" "

"Martha is on, open-air crystal mine!" The old man couldn't help mumbling.

"That's not okay," said Shir, shaking his head quickly. "If you have an old man who has three strengths and two weaknesses, the Lord Lord will kill me, especially if he knows that this is what I encourage."

Burrow gave him a bad look at him: "Well, rest assured, I won't do it alone, and I can't do it. I will ask my students to help, but it will take a while. "

The old man was obviously frightened when he said these words. It seemed that the mining area was unparalleled to him as a master forge.

He thought for a moment: "But we can start work and get someone to get some magic crystal out. That thing is more valuable than silver. With money, other things are easier to handle."

But Master Palu stopped for a moment and reacted. He squinted and stared at the young wizard: "Wait, wouldn't you count me from the beginning?"

"Ah!" Shir said sternly, innocently, "Of course not, I also think this is a good idea, but other people fail, I think the caveman is good, but I don't know if Tajib is willing."

Burrow looked at this guy suspiciously, and it became more and more felt that the **** wizard was digging a pit for himself to jump. He suddenly remembered that he had said that he wanted his students to come over, and the thought of talking to Brando before Then, it suddenly became dark.

However, the young wizard did not notice the way the master craftsman could regret it. Shire just thought quite easily how to get Tajib to call him as many people as possible.

Otherwise, it is not easy to complete Lord Lord's order.

Open a path in the Black Forest.

This is a feat that Eruin has never had in hundreds of years.

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However, when Burrow and Shire made up their minds to create a 'road' in the Black Forest, put it on the agenda, and vigorously sent the first cavemen into the forest, Brando and his team were in The expedition in the Black Forest did not stop.

In Wayne's calendar, the sleeping moon symbolizes talent, and astrologers believe that babies born during this month have extraordinary potential.

But the potential in the ancient witch's prophecy meant the power of deep sleep, and deep sleep corresponds to wakefulness—from the beginning of sleep to the end of wakefulness—that's what the last month of the year in the mainland of Warnde meant.

Therefore, this is not only the revelation of wisdom and spirit lighting the fire of civilization in darkness and obscurity, but also the most important month to say goodbye to the old first year.

In the calendar of most temples, on the last day of the sleeping moon, on the 31st, people will usher in the world ’s largest annual ritual, the revival festival.

This festival of *** will last for seven days from this moment, but in a bustling city like *** port, the atmosphere of carnival will continue to the month of recovery two months later.

Of course, such conditions are not available in the dark wilderness.

Brando and his team finally arrived at the periphery of the Trade Wind Circle at midnight on this day-

In order to remember the dying prosperity and the summer leaf year, Fro, the Chief Logistics Officer since the adventure, distributed a small piece of gingerbread to everyone in the team, even Ropar and his Fireclaw Man. No exception.

Young people are sitting by the bonfire, singing the songs of their hometown. The songs not only give birth to those beautiful memories, but also yearn for the future.

The singing is melodious, accompanied by the bonfire's Mars rising into the dark night sky, and the tribulations in the Black Forest for one month seem to have become memories of the past at this moment.

Everyone feels more mature.

Brando sat on the side of the bonfire. He gave his gingerbread to Tiya. The little elf sister seemed to like this special dessert that was not seen in the Rubis area. She held a small piece of gingerbread in one hand, and some cookie crumbs on the corner of her mouth, and smiled sweetly at Brando.

"It looks like Tia likes me better," Brando said to Fro.

Fleur stood behind Brando, glanced at his sister without answering.

In fact, her gingerbread was actually left to her younger sister. Although harsh, she could see that she really cared about this younger sister.

"Sister Furrow is too lazy to see you in general." Antitina handed her gingerbread to Tiya, and replied with a smile-in such a night, the nobleman rarely felt relaxed.

This was the last day of the year, and it seemed that too much had happened since this year, and she couldn't remember it one by one.

This is the year of flowers and summer leaves.

By the side of Antitina, Tia had wrapped these gingerbreads in her skirt, and she had a little puddle. She looked at these gingerbreads and her eyes were shining.

And Akane leaning on a tree trunk looked at the other side, looked at the gingerbread in her hands, thought about it, and put it in.

"Thank Sister Qian." Tiya said sweetly.

The red-haired girl reached out and touched her head.

Brando smiled, didn't answer Antitina's words, and didn't care about Flo's attitude. He looked up at the dark night sky-watching a leaf hanging silently on a branch under the night, motionless-watching Mars rising from the campfire, flickering, and disappearing.

The brightest star in the sky belongs to Martha. He looked at the star and waited until the light of the star reached the brightest moment.

So the years of flowers and summer leaves passed.

He will always remember this year, and the Black Rose war that occurred during the year-when he looked up, he seemed to see the night sky of the summer Butch between April and May, and the bark in the sky. Brilliant Star River.

He could see the faces of many people, but the faces of these people gradually disappeared, and gradually became blurred, but the faces of others became clearer, Brando recognized them in turn-Little Roman, Freya, Madden, and Bryson and many others.

This is his year of flowers and summer leaves.

It came to his life a second time and left a second time. It seemed to be invisible, but it could not be worn away.

Then Brando thought that in the year of the sword, the **** war on the mainland began to trace the cause and effect in this year. Maybe it cannot be called the beginning of war and chaos in the next half century, but anyway, Vond has been turbulent since this year.

The sword symbolizes conquest.

However, it is also a bleeding weapon.

When the sword appeared on the earth, the stars changed their trajectory, and the heroes came into being.

So the astrologers named this year the Year of the Sword. This was the beginning of Warnder's wild history and the year when players began to compose their own epic.

But Brando stared at the night sky, thinking about another thing. The Year of the Sword, this is the year that determines the fate of Eruin, history will return to glory and glory, or slide along the original track into the abyss, it seems that the time has come and is not far away.

The young lord bowed his head and looked at the ring of trade wind under the night.

The circulation of the atmosphere constitutes a huge cyclone surging. It takes the southern foothills of the Karanga Mountains as the ***, traverses the entire peninsula, and reaches up to the top of the cloud. At this moment, it seems that an ancient monster lies in front of such a group.

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