The Trial Game of Life

Celtic was stunned and lay on the table.

Tang Cuo only remembered after he was put down. He forgot to ask the name of Celtic's current elven king. If it is still the night of Ai Mi enchanted by the Sword of Judgment, then they are equivalent to one more guarantee.

There is no way to ask now, the two took the time to go out and investigate the situation.

At this time the sky was getting darker, the mist in the forest was getting thicker and darker, and the lights on the cloud bridge gradually lighted up, lighting up the surroundings. The lights were cold, and Xu was hazy like moonlight because of the fog.

The moon finally showed a face in the mist, but it was very unreal. Because the moon is so big that it appears like a dream, it has a cold beauty.

When he looked up and saw a lamp hanging down the door, Tangcuo found that it was not a real lamp, but a white flower blooming or blooming or containing a bud. This flower is very similar to epiphyllum. It blooms everywhere with vines. The stamen is the wick, and every petal of it radiates moon-like fluorescence.

"It's the breath of magic." Tang Cuo's pocket contains "a magic stone that has no use", the elemental affinity is improved, and the perception becomes stronger. However, this flower does not seem to be enchanted by others, but a lot of magical elements condensed and naturally glow.

Jin Cheng "This forest is unusual, and ordinary vegetation can't be underestimated. If you are dealing with people, you must be careful."

Ten minutes later, Jin Cheng generously knocked on the door of the tree house next door and smiled and asked, "Good evening, sorry to come over to disturb you."

There are human guests living inside, not wearing the Ivy League logo on their chests, and appear to be scattered adventurers. They recognized Lancelot and were friendly to him. "Lancelot, what's the matter?"

Jin Cheng raised the pen and paper in his hand and shook, "You know, I'm a bard. It's a rare opportunity to come to the Forest of Elves. How can I not write a beautiful piece of music? So I want to hear your feelings. Everyone has their own unique insights, which will be very helpful for my creation."

These words are reasonable, and an art creator who can treat the ordinary adventurers sincerely can always be respected.

Jin Cheng entered the door smoothly, and when the two adventurers in the house gathered around Jin Cheng to speak with him, Tang Cuo walked around the tree house, avoiding the eyes of the elf guard, and pried open the bedroom window and turned in. tree house.

His goal is clear. Look for any suspicious remnants of the last guest in the guest room like a feather badge. The bedroom was not big. He quickly turned it upside down, and Jin Cheng was in charge of the living room outside. He would walk around the house by thinking, and complete the task quietly.

As for why it is so distributed, it is entirely a matter of role.

The label on Tang Cuo is obvious. The identity of the Ivy League will bring him some convenience and will also cause trouble, because others will doubt his purpose. And if he accidentally knocked on the door of the small windmill office, the scene might not look good either.

Relatively speaking, the identity of the minstrel is very easy to use.

But without Chi Yan, the luck of the two returned to before liberation, and they knocked on two doors, and they found scattered human adventurers. They didn't say anything and found nothing.

Disadvantaged.

The third one is a little rewarding, because the person who opened the door changed from a human adventurer to a dwarf with a big beard and drunk with a wine bottle.

In the second that his eyes moved down, Jin Cheng quickly switched modes, staring at his wine bottle with bright eyes, and said, "Good wine, I have never smelled such a wonderful fragrance."

The dwarf succeeded in harvesting a drinker, and when he was happy, he revealed some news.

"Although the elves and our dwarves are neighbors for generations, they are in the forest of the elves, and we are in Shuofeng Canyon, but the noble elves can't look down on us dwarves. I will not bet this time, nor will I get this Task, I don’t want to be looked at me by his noble elf with his eyes over his head, but I didn’t expect-hey, they even recruited me and gave me such a delicious wine, I might follow them when I go back Blow for a lifetime!"

The only dwarf in the team this time was Han Mo, who pulled Jin Cheng and made another blow, and fell asleep drunk. Jin Cheng thought about his words carefully, looked up, and looked at Tang Cuo who had just come out of the bedroom.

"Did you find anything?" he asked.

"No." Tang Cuo shook his head. "But from his words, this trip to the Secret Lake is indeed a lot of petty. If the Secret Lake is really so important, it has not been resolved for so long after the change, why is it not straight A big man like Roger Reid asks for help? On the contrary, it means that the comers refused."

"This is indeed a problem." Jin Cheng said.

The two immediately left the dwarf's house, and then knocked on the elf's door for the same reason. Elves do not speak as well as other races. They are noble and proud, and they behave gracefully and politely, but always treat them with a slight alienation.

But this is not difficult for Jin Cheng. If necessary, he can behave like an ancient nobleman than anyone on this continent-

A mysterious kingdom isolated from the world wrapped in yellow sand, with a truly ancient noble lineage, very artistic talent and aiming to become the most popular bard of Sicily, admiring the elves and planning to write poetry for them Praise the noble nobles.

He behaves gracefully, looks handsome, and talks humorously but not frivolously, and proves his qualification to be a friend of the elves with his strength.

"Lancelot, I look forward to your music. Maybe you have heard about it. Our elves naturally love music. The God of Nature has given us a pair of ears that are different from each other. It must be for us to listen to the most beautiful voice in the world. "

The talking male elf's eyes gleamed with light, but his movements were still reserved, his head nodded slightly.

Jin Cheng replied to him with the noble etiquette, calmly, without any reluctance. After saying goodbye to him, Jin Cheng visited several elves in succession, but the feedback he received was similar.

The elves' attitude towards him is indeed pretty good, but they really don't seem to understand what happened in Secret Lake.

After visiting for a long time like this, with little gain, Jin Cheng sat on the rock under the tree and took a short break. Tang Cuo quickly turned out from behind the tree and said, "After you left, the two elves mumbled in the bedroom, complaining that the last guest was too rude and left without saying hello to them."

Jin Cheng touched his chin, "It seems that there are more than one wave of people coming from the Elven Forest, but the spread of the news is limited to a certain range. The two elves said that the guests left without saying hello. What do you think?"

Tangcuo "mostly died."

Jin Cheng "So it was the elves' high-levels who concealed the news? Then they most likely concealed the true situation of the Secret Lake, and even most of the elves were kept in the dark. And we received reward missions. The real task content may be—"

Tangcuo "dead to death."

When the words fell, Jin Cheng suddenly gave him a wink. Tang Cuo was immediately alert, and Yu Guang swept past the elf guards walking nearby and the outpost in the distance.

The elf guard was really too serious and alert as Celtic said.

Jin Cheng actually wanted to ask a question, but they all figured out the general situation, and they didn't have to do anything more. And this is on the periphery. The high-level elves, or the royal family, are not here, and the truth must not be here.

"The princess mentioned a word-Elven King Court."

"In front of?"

The two said frankly, and Jin Cheng even smiled and nodded at the other party when the guard passed by. No way, the nobility is to be so confident and elegant.

The guard stopped, returned the salute, and led the elf saying, "Tomorrow we will leave early in the morning, and I will ask two of you to go back early. After a while, my tribe will serve you night meals. May the two of you use my dew of the elven forest Later, I can sleep well."

In just a few words, Jin Cheng broke the abacus to go to Wang Ting to find out. Sending liqueur, this is equivalent to a round of rounds, Celtic dizzy again, they must have someone to stay in the house.

After weighing, the two temporarily returned to the tree house, Tangcuo left behind to deal with it, and Jin Cheng went on a separate tour.

After a while, the elf who sent the liqueur came, and Tang Cuo settled Celtic on the bed, using the props to create the illusion that Jin Cheng had fallen asleep, and successfully fooled the past.

But until the middle of the moon, Jin Cheng did not return.

Doesn't he trigger any sideline plot again? Tang Cuo thought.

The fact is as he expected.

With his strong strength, Jin Cheng successfully bypassed all patrol guards and sentry towers, and successfully approached Wang Ting. But when he got closer, he discovered that there was a deep sky between the spired palaces and the tree houses around the guards.

The sky is in the shape of a ring, like a moat that surrounds the entire Wang Ting. Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking at the opposite bank, looking far and near, it is actually two or three hundred meters away. Moreover, the two sides of the sky are hard rocks exposed, and the grass is not growing, and the bottom is constantly drifting upward with thick fog, setting the entire king's court like a city on the cloud.

Wang Ting's architectural style is very different from the surrounding tree houses. It is a black building, ancient and magnificent.

The only way to Wang Ting is only four cloud ladders, but they are all guarded by heavy soldiers.

Jin Cheng didn't believe this evil, so he walked around the cliff for a long time, trying to find another way, but in the end, it didn't take long to trigger the branch plot.

With the sound of "ding!", he could never have heard it wrong. But after the "ding" disappeared, he suspiciously changed his position, walked around the point just triggered before he heard the sound again.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the player for triggering the side mission-Desperate McCaw. Today is the seventh day that McCowen has fallen. During these seven days, he kneels on the ground every day and sincerely prays to the gods. Has anyone come to rescue him? What about?"

At this time, Jin Cheng was standing on a protruding stone on the edge of the cliff. But listening to the system means letting him jump down.

He is holding a small harp and only wants to sing a poem—

Dear Cocoa, Yongye City wants you to be widowed.

Unfortunately, the elf guards came over here. There is no shelter at the edge of the cliff.

Time passed by one minute and one second, and Tang Cuo, who was staying in the tree house, frowned more and more. After waiting for so long, Jin Cheng had not returned, which convinced Tang Cuo that he must have encountered something.

Tang Cuo did not recklessly go out to find people. He and Jin Cheng must have one to perform the mission of visiting the Secret Lake, which is the most important.

So Tang Cuo waited like this, and waited until dawn the next day.

Staying up all night is not a big burden for Tang Cuo, not to mention that he just sits in the house, which is also a rest. It's just that Jin Cheng's situation is unknown. Even if he has confidence in him, his face will not look too good.

Celtic was accustomed to Theodore's cold expression, but he didn't doubt it, just rubbed his head and mumbled how he fell asleep last night.

It was just dawning at this time, and the morning light dispelled the thick fog a little, and took a deep breath outside the tree house. The rich natural power contained in the air made people feel shocked.

Celtic heartily praised, "It's a forest of elves."

At this time, the two elf guards came under the tree house and nodded politely, "Two guests, Good morning. The elders are already waiting in front, it is time to leave."

Kyle looks at the head, "Okay, wait for us to prepare a little bit and we'll be there soon."

The guard immediately left to notify others.

Celtic only discovered Jin Cheng was not there, and asked "Lancelot?"

Do you want to tell Celtic that this is a problem.

Tang Cuo had actually considered this issue, so he only paused a little, and said, "He noticed something strange last night and confirmed that there have been other guests here. The elves have concealed the facts from us. I went out with him to investigate the situation, But he hasn't returned yet."

"So what should I do?" Celtic frowned, and there was deep worry in his eyes. "No, we have to find him as soon as possible. The elven forest is too big, and we are not familiar with it, Lancelot. People are too dangerous."

Tang Cuo shook his head, "No, the team set off immediately, it's too late. Celtic, remember what I said, don't reveal the truth to the elves, you just need to tell them-we found out that Lancelot was gone in the morning of."

Celtic realized something, "You mean, put the blame on the elf's head?"

Tang Cuo "Yes, don't let them know what we have discovered."