[Lord of the Rings] Dragon and Elf King

In the end, the helpless Thranduil decided to finish the cold shower, which was an endless torment for him, despite the scorching gaze.Because he really couldn't bear the disgusting feeling mixed with several different smells on his body, he felt like he was rolling in mud and blood.The elf of Aijie said that he is really great who can endure these few days.

He walked slowly into the center of the lake, and waited until the water reached his chest before he began to dismantle his armor and unbutton his clothes in the water.

It was more difficult to move underwater, but Thranduil just didn't want to expose himself to this female dragon, not at all!Even if he knew that he didn't meet the female dragon's aesthetics at all, the female dragon would never go to see him, and the water was so clear that it couldn't act as a shield at all, but he still deceived himself and tried his best to comfort himself.

Even if Jolatin only likes Thranduil's blond hair and the elf's unique light on his body, he is not willing.This is a matter of dignity.Although he felt that his dignity was running out.

Jolatine stared and admired the long hair floating on the water like a golden fan, and Thranduil turned his back to her, but it was in her favor.

She watched his arms move through the water, and the sun shone golden on the water and on his golden hair.The armor he was wearing was pulled off by Thranduil himself, and he slammed it fiercely in front of the fire dragon on the bank. The ferocious force seemed to bring his inner resentment, and immediately smashed a hole in the ground.Jiao Lating knows his anger, but unfortunately she never 'understands' this kind of emotion, she doesn't bother to bother, anyway, he can only express his anger in this way, the actions that are not painful to her, never need to be wasted Extra attention.

In the eyes of the dragon, there are only the strong and the weak. The strong need to be avoided, while the weak can only be reduced to the plaything of the strong.This is the world of dragons.

With a flick of her tail, she pushed the armor away and continued to stare at the lake.Although he was rude, that beautiful color was enough to make her forgive him generously when she had nothing now.

Thranduil's clothes were slowly untied, and the dried blood on the dark red cloak behind him was soaked by the water, spreading into the lake one by one.

Jolatine sniffled uncomfortably, water and goblin blood were not things she liked very much.

Thranduil peeled off the clothes on his body without any grace.Because of the water, they all stuck to my body and it was not easy to remove.Anyway, there is only one dragon in the audience here, and he is too lazy to maintain his demeanor of the elf king.

His reflection on the water was shattered, he glanced at his own reflection, the humiliation in those eyes, suddenly wanted to sigh.He shouldn't let his anger overwhelm his reason.His kingdom, his sons, his subjects, his treasure and his wine await his return.What about dragons?He was able to survive the dragon flames back then...and he will definitely be able to leave this time!

The ripples on the surface of the lake rippled round and round, and the fragrant shoulders of the golden beauty were faintly visible in the crevices of the blonde hair, but his movements suddenly stopped.

Jiao Lating looked at him suspiciously.

"What's wrong with you? Finished washing?" Why didn't you come up after washing?Is underwater so much fun?He has been soaking in it, why is his movement so slow?

Jiao Lating opened his mouth boredly and yawned.The air currents knocked leaves off nearby branches.Then she saw the golden beauty who had seen her turn her head and looked at her with a murderous expression.

"Oh! Your eyes are as charming as sapphires when you look angry!" Jiao Lading praised his... eyes without hesitation, and his tone was excited, as if he had discovered some treasure again.But the person being praised had a handsome face and tried to kill her again with murderous eyes.

Standing in the water, Thranduil looked at the clothes that had been blown away by the dragon's yawn, and his face finally turned black.

Why don't you go up after washing?You go up there naked and try? !Although the clothes are dirty, wearing them and not wearing them are completely different things!

However, after being stared at more, Jiao Ladin finally had his brain waves at the same level as Thranduil.She smashed her huge mouth, and the sharp teeth collided and made a sound.When she stood up, she was as high as a small hill, and she seemed to be flicking her long tail happily, breaking a lot of trees, and then slowly swayed to the tree with Thranduil's clothes hanging on it, and put it directly on the tree. The clothes came off with his mouth.

Thranduil suppressed his nausea and put on the dirty clothes, when he heard Jiao Ladin muttering beside him: "Wear clothes...why do you wear clothes? Show off your beautiful and strong body Wouldn't it be nice to come out?"

Thranduil replied without thinking, "That's a dragon, not an elf."

"Isn't your body considered strong among the elves? No wonder you have to wear clothes." Jiao Ladin nodded understandingly, she is not beautiful and thin, is it because she needs clothes to cover it up: "If you don't show your strength, you How do you get everyone to surrender, so as to protect your own treasure?"

Thranduil was buttoning his wet clothes, ignoring the confused fire dragon. It was useless to explain the species issue, and he didn't want to discuss with her whether his figure was thin or not.Until his stomach made a 'grunt'.

"Are you hungry?" Thranduil blushed under Jolatin's suddenly realized eyes.

Jiao Lating touched his round belly, smashed his mouth, relished the smell of the barbecue just now, and turned over contentedly.Show off your belly to bask in the sun.

Thranduil was sitting next to him. He seemed to have returned to his original state after eating the dragon fire barbecue. Even though he was sitting on the ground, wearing dirty clothes, he had an elegant posture and an imposing manner.

His indifferent eyes glanced at the lazy fire dragon after a full meal, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"I advise you not to think about running away. My beautiful collection." The fire dragon's voice was teasing, she stretched out her claws, connected with two wings like bat wings, and put them on her belly .And this threatening sentence reminded Thranduil of the time when he was taken captive that night.

The dragon's wings have a sense of covering the sky and the sun for the elf, and her flames made him fall into the only memory of being seriously injured and then running away in his elf career.

The burning pain in his body, the humiliation when he had to escape, he originally thought that it would never happen again, but now it made him feel as if the scene at that time was repeated.

Thranduil wanted to leave, very much.But he did not dare to underestimate the dragon.

As long as there is thought and heart, there will be darkness.

Dragons are very accurate in grasping the dark thoughts of creatures, probably because they are products of darkness themselves, so they can basically see the darkest side of other creatures at a glance, and make good use of them, provoking them, and finally get rid of them without any effort. To achieve their own goals, they don't even need them to fight in person.

Therefore, even though dragons are actually far smarter than some species, they are never called wisdom, but cunning.

He decided to try another way.

"The dwarves have probably entered Iruber." Ignoring Jolatin's threatening words, Thranduil spit out such a sentence with a cold expression.After spending the past few days together, he was very aware of Jiao Ladin's hatred for dwarves, and Long's vengeful narrow-mindedness that has remained unchanged for thousands of years.

Jolatin returned to the prone position, still staring at Thranduil's hair, as if he only had eyes for it.But Thranduil knew that she had been listening.

"Your treasure and kingdom have been taken by them."

Jiao Lating closed his eyes and breathed calmly.

"And the human who killed Smaug has become the lord of Lake Town, and made friends with the dwarves."

"Those damned humans! And the dwarves!!" Jiao Ladin stood up suddenly, and let out a few rough breaths: "I want to eat them!"

"Eat them?" Thranduil smiled, cold and sarcastic: "The dwarves join forces with them, and humans will have black iron arrows again. Besides, Sauron is still coveting the Lonely Mountain. Now you who have lost Smaug and It's unwise for them to head-on, didn't you leave because you knew this?"

"So? What do you want to say? My golden beauty." Jiao Lading laughed suddenly, the skin on the dragon's mouth was grinning, revealing sharp teeth.

She was angry, but Thranduil was happy.

"Maybe we can work together."

Legolas returned to the jungle palace, with Tauriel pale.

He found her on the edge of Long Lake Town, and she was standing on the edge of the Anduin River in a daze.It was still the same green riding suit, but it was covered with bloodstains from the splatter suit.His pale face was expressionless, his eyes were dim, and he completely lost the vigor he had when he was arguing with him by the river.

The dwarf was dead, but Tauriel had long to live, and Legolas could not allow sorrow to occupy her heart.Although he sent people to search for him, his father was still missing. As his son and friend of Tao Ruier, he didn't want his friend Tao Ruier to have an accident as he didn't know his father.

"Tauriel, come back to the palace with me." Legles walked to her side: "Something happened to the king."

Thorin stood in the hall of Iruber. After 60 years, he is still here.The kingdom under the mountain where gold flows like a river in the cracks of the rock, Iruber.

He stood in the hall laughing wildly.He drove away the dragons and orcs, and regained his kingdom.He is the king of the mountain!Balin looked at Thorin worriedly, remembering the words of the gray robe wizard Gandalf.

One day, his pride will destroy him.