I Killed the Dragon

After Vuitton rested for a few hours, he went to communicate with the tree people non-stop.

Gray admired his diligence and loyalty. Before he set off, he rewarded him with a sharp dagger to defend himself, and eliminated his original severely worn dagger.

Because it is not going to fight head-on, but underground, the underground is not spacious, the long sword can't exert its power, the short sword is a more suitable weapon.

Vuitton happily left the place where the people lived, and walked down from the belly of the mountain. It didn't take long before he reached a dark river, and then followed the dark river to the front.

Because I have walked once, this time I can be regarded as a familiar road. I quickly came to the place where I found the Tree People before, and then stopped moving forward, just waiting here.

It's deep underground, without seeing the sun, and silent, and even a bug cry is extremely rare.

The surrounding darkness presses on the person's chest as if it is real, making people breathless. In the darkness, only a white gem hanging on his chest glows faintly.

But then Vuitton buckled the snake's tail and sat down against the stone wall, closed his eyes and slumbered, rubbing his sharp dagger with his fingers, and shouted after a few minutes, "Are the tree people's friends there?"

I don't know how long it took, Vuitton felt a little hungry in his belly, took out a small bag hanging on his body, took out a delicate water bottle, took a shallow sip of water, took out a little food and put it in his mouth to chew slowly.

"Vuitton, my friend, made you wait a long time." A pink fluorescent voice floated out of a rock wall. She was covered with pink petals. Vuitton recognized her, and Sreif was her. Tree people found this time.

Vuitton stood up and smiled softly, "In fact, this just gives me some time to think. Aslan once said that we need time to think."

"Thank you for your tolerance, you are really an erudite and wise person." Sreif also smiled and flew over. "The Tree People are willing to help anyone who has goodwill towards Narnia. If you need help, Will we do our best?"

Vuitton heard something, frowned, and said stiffly: "Your Majesty is the king of Narnia, not ‘anyone’."

"It's the future king of Narnia, and..." Sriv stopped talking, and finally waved his hand irritably, "Forget it, anyway, we will help, but we won't show up, won't participate in the battle. ."

Vuitton nodded indifferently. He nodded indifferently and took out the list that Gray gave him. He said stiffly: "This is what your majesty needs. Our snake-human tribe has not appeared in Narnia for a hundred years. Not many, unable to meet your majesty's needs, so I hope that the friends of the Shuren race will help your majesty prepare them.

These words explain why the snake people don’t provide these things because they have tried their best. Second, tell them that this is your Majesty who needs their help, the sooner the better.

These words were taught to him by the old fellow of their snake-human race, otherwise he would definitely go straight to each other and would not say these beautiful words.

But because of the tone, beautiful words also sound a bit yin and yang, not very friendly.

"No problem, we will find these as soon as possible and send them to your majesty." Sriv didn't care about his attitude, looked at the list, and agreed.

For them, this is not a difficult task at first. Tree people can travel underground, and they have almost wandered the underground of Narnia for countless years. With the memory ability of the tree people’s camera-like memory, what is there in the underground? They are all clear about the things, and they don't need to spend time looking for them. The time it takes is just to collect them.

"Friend, I hope to visit Your Majesty." A bunch of roots squeezed out from the rock wall on the other side, more and more, and the sound came from there.

Vuitton looked up and found a tree stump-shaped treant.

Before Vuitton could say yes or no, the face of Siriver who was floating beside him changed slightly, and the petals on his face changed slightly. Several petals on his forehead gathered in the middle, seeming to frown, "Sex, We said yes."

"It was you who said it, but I didn't agree." Sekes shook his head, not caring how her face looked, and walked to Vuitton, "Can you?"

Vuitton looked up and said, "Of course, in fact, we welcome your visit, Your Excellency. I believe your Majesty is also looking forward to seeing you. Last time I went back, Your Majesty regretted not seeing the Shuren."

"Sriffer, the matter of your majesty will trouble you. If you still insist on your own opinion after collecting, you can notify me to pick it up. I'm happy to take a trip."

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In the tree people space, a group of tree people have not left yet, waiting for news in a daze.

The moment Siriver's pink petals floated in, all the Treants woke up from their daze.

"Not long after you left, Sekes left." The tree-man with eagle-like leaves raised his eyes and said.

Although there is no distinction between tree people, but because of their different personalities, different ways of doing things, some tree people are small and transparent, and some like to manage affairs.

Sreif is the one who likes to take care of things, so the small group of Tree people gradually became her habit of being in charge, and other people would notify her of any major events.

Siriver waved his hand, "I know, he did not leave, but followed me."

"What is he doing with you?"

"Where is the other person, behind you?"

"He didn't come back, he went to see the son of humanity." Siriver said dullly ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ in a bad mood.

Before, everyone discussed together to observe the development of the situation. Before the other three children of humanity appeared, they only helped some things within their ability and never stood in line.

But now, Sekes was going to meet the son of humanity, clearly intending to stand in line.

In fact, she had misunderstood Sekes. The other party just felt that since they were indeed the sons of humans in the prophecy, there would be little difference between one and four, as long as he could melt the ice and snow, defeat the White Witch, and finally sit on Kelpala. The throne of Val, he is the king of Narnia.

So he didn't understand why he wanted to wait and see, so he chose to act alone, and Shuren rarely acted collectively anyway.

"Oh, yes, he didn't agree with the result of our discussion. It's normal for a person to sneak over." The other tree people suddenly realized that they didn't think it was strange.

They never think how they should do it, and others should do the same. They think this kind of thinking is too narrow. The real wise man should include all the different ideas from himself.

"So, does that son of humanity need our help?" Some tree people grasped the key points so that other people's topics would not go wrong.

"Yes, the one who needs our help, this is what he needs." Sriv said no longer, stretched out his hand, and a volume of pages came out of her petals and unfolded in front of all the trees.

"Very well, I have been idle for too long, and it's time to move my muscles and bones." The tree-like tree man made a stretch, jot down the items on the list, and disappeared into the stone wall.

"Then, goodbye." The rest of the trees also turned and left after taking a look at the list.

In the end, only Siriver was left in the Treant Space, and she sighed and then left.