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Chapter 183 The situation of the dwarves

The brown-robed wizard helped the dwarves to divert the pursuers, but the orcs were so numerous that they could only run wildly.

The dwarves ran all the way, the half-orcs chased them all the way, and finally almost died in the Misty Mountains, until Rivendell's elf cavalry arrived.

Rivendell is a beautiful place. Zeng Yunfeng came here to meet Elrond, and made a noble etiquette to the elves in Rivendell, and the elves returned the salute gracefully.

These Rivendell elves will be Zeng Yunfeng's big customers in the future, and this time Zeng Yunfeng came back from the Troll Forest to visit Rivendell's Elf King Elrond.

At this time, I knew how important it is to master a power. If Zeng Yunfeng came to Rivendell alone now, Elrond, the elf king, would probably not even look at Zeng Yunfeng, but now as the president of the mercenary guild, Xuan Longshi Ike Smith, the treatment is naturally different.

Zeng Yunfeng is now a loud speaker in the northern part of the Middle-earth Continent. Zeng Yunfeng will not neglect him easily when he comes to Rivendell Elf King this time, but if it is not like this, the situation will be very embarrassing.

This time the dwarves came to Rivendell, probably planned in advance by the gray-robed wizard Gandalf.

Rivendell is really a very beautiful place. There are many waterfalls and picturesque mountains and rivers here. It is simply a fairyland. No wonder the elves like to live in this kind of place. It will take a little longer, and when you take a deep breath, you can feel the cells jumping. There must be something magical in the air.
Zeng Yunfeng took his younger brother to drink tea in Rivendell's living room, waiting for the arrival and reception of the Elf King of Rivendell.

Zeng Yunfeng sniffed the fragrance of tea lightly, then took a sip lightly, waited until the tea in his mouth became sweet, and then swallowed it gradually, the fragrance of tea was refreshing, Zeng Yunfeng closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

Zeng Yunfeng opened his eyes again and saw a whole bowl of tea in one gulp, and saw the ancient capital that was so hot that it was screaming. Zeng Yunfeng glared at him angrily.

At this time, Zeng Yunfeng looked at the interior decoration of the elves, and saw the beautiful decorations and palace patterns here. These are a collection of civilization and culture, representing the heritage of an ethnic group.

Zeng Yunfeng was watching and heard the dwarves at the door arguing with the king of Rivendell, but Zeng Yunfeng's ears were very good, he smiled and shook his head, the difference between elves and dwarves has been like this since ancient times.

Zeng Yunfeng stroked his chest and saluted Elrond, the Elf King who had rushed back, and the Elf King replied, "I don't know, Mr. Smith, the president of the Mercenary Guild, what are you doing in Rivendell!".

"The mercenary branch near Rivendell is about to be established. Let me see if the Elf King needs anything." Zeng Yunfeng smiled.

Zeng Yunfeng and the Elf King talked about the purpose of this visit. The Elf King is not particularly interested in Zeng Yunfeng establishing a mercenary branch nearby, but it is actually quite good to bring some convenience to the elves.

Generally, elves would not refuse a kind gesture. The elf king and Zeng Yunfeng had a good talk, and even left Zeng Yunfeng to eat together.

The elves eat very light food, and they also play music while eating. Zeng Yunfeng can accept this kind of thing, because Zeng Yunfeng has been exposed to a lot of such education and customs.

When Zeng Yunfeng was an emperor or an official, he was often exposed to such occasions. It was nothing more than listening to music while eating, but the music he listened to was different.

The culture of the Central Plains pays attention to the sound of bells and food, and these elves are somewhat similar.

But the dwarves' customs prefer to be lively, but they can't accept this kind of thing. They always like to fight around when they eat, and they sing some popular songs that everyone can understand, which makes the atmosphere more lively.

After a while, the scene became very awkward, and the Elf King couldn't complain about these people, but after a while, the scene became more and more embarrassing. These dwarves were singing and throwing the food in their hands, making a lot of noise, and many elves around looked at it. I can't go down.

Gudu's face was full of excitement, and he also felt that eating while listening to the piano was bland.

Zeng Yunfeng could reluctantly accept that these dwarves were just ghosts, it was their nature.

Zeng Yunfeng's mercenary guild is not just as simple as doing tasks, but also sells some things, such as news and information, and some commodities from afar, some of which are exactly what the elves need.

After eating, the Elf King asked Zeng Yunfeng to rest here for the night. Zeng Yunfeng also took a good look at the beautiful scenery of Rivendell, and went back to the room to meditate.

The other two powerful consciousnesses and souls that Zeng Yunfeng felt in Rivendell that night have come to Rivendell, one of them is as pure as the light of a star, and the other has a trace of white light, but it seems to be polluted by black air .

Zeng Yunfeng thought that one of them should be Galadriel, the only elf queen with the noblest blood in this land, and the other one should be the white robe wizard Saruman.

Zeng Yunfeng tried to touch one of them, and the figure of Galadriel immediately appeared in his mind.

"Mighty human, who are you?" Galadriel asked.

"Ike Smith!" Zeng Yunfeng replied.

"Mysterious Dragon Scholar?" Galadriel asked in confusion.

"It's fine if you think so." Zeng Yunfeng replied.

If Zeng Yunfeng felt that Galadriel was like a star, Galadriel felt that Zeng Yunfeng was like an ocean, and both of them had a strong curiosity about each other.

After getting the secret of Lonely Mountain, the dwarf team went forward and parted ways with Zeng Yunfeng. Zeng Yunfeng asked a few younger brothers to stay near Rivendell to establish a mercenary branch, and Zeng Yunfeng went back to River Valley City alone.

Galadriel also possesses quite powerful spiritual power, so it is not difficult to explain why she can hold a ring called the Ring of Water Nanya. Zeng Yunfeng began to have great curiosity about the Lord of the Rings.

The next dwarves, a group of them, narrowly escaped death, and were all captured alive by the underground goblins.

The underground palace of the underground city of Goblin.

Saying that the palace is just an underground cave, it's just the self-promotion of the Goblin King, and the Goblin King is just a huge Goblin with a warg tooth king ring, he himself is at best a lord.

"Who dares to break into my kingdom with full armor, is it a spy, a thief, or a killer!" the Goblin King said threateningly,

"It's a dwarf, my lord!" said one of the goblins.

"Dwarves?" The Goblin King looked puzzled.

"We caught it at the entrance." Goblin said.

"Don't stand there, search their bodies!" The Goblin King commanded the Goblins to search them.

The dwarves got a lot from the elves.

"My God, Your Majesty, I think we've gotten into big trouble!" A goblin held up a shining badge with a sad face, and a black dragon swam on the badge.

"Mysterious Dragon Badge, Mysterious Dragon Scholar Ike Smith!" The Goblin King looked at the badge and stretched out his hand to take it, and then he seemed to see the red-hot iron and took it back quickly, mumbling in his mouth, his face was full of Frightened look.

"Throw this away quickly, no, no, no, bring him back, who did you find this from?" the Goblin King asked anxiously, his expression changing several times in a row.

"It's this man, Your Majesty!" said a goblin, grabbing Thorin out.

"Give this back to him and get him out of here!" King of Goblins.

Thorin seemed to be watching the behavior of the King of Goblins as if he had discovered something interesting.

"No, I won't go, we dwarves will go together!" Thorin said.

"Don't force me, don't force me, don't push yourself too hard. Although I am afraid of black dragon warriors, I am not afraid of you dwarves!" The Goblin King walked up to Sorin angrily and looked down at him. Several goblins.

"Then, I'll stay here!" Thorin said shamelessly.

"Your Majesty, that is the Xuanlong Scholar, we will all die!" a goblin said in fear.

"Okay, okay, I understand, let them go!" the Goblin King said helplessly.

The dwarves were safely sent out of the lair by the goblins, and all the dwarves seemed very excited.

"This badge is really a treasure!" said the dwarf Bofur, and Thorin, the oak shield, thoughtfully looked at the shining dragon badge in his hand, and put it back into his arms again.

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