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"The endless burning of scarlet flames"

"A giant tree spreads like a torch in the mountains and forests"

"We will fight until the end of our lives..."

Simple and low-pitched dwarves chant a chorus,

But it sang a heavy feeling like an epic.

Reminiscent of the kingdom being recovered at this time, the huge treasure was recovered as wished.

It's hard to say that the thoughts on the whole wine table are true.

Gandalf took out the cigarette stick and started smoking.

Bilbo seemed to be thinking of something with his eyes open.

Morgan sipped his glass of drink after sip.

Tarrell stared blankly at the wine glass in front of him.

Finally, when the song is over.

Everyone came back to their senses.

Then they raised their glasses together.

"cheers!"

"Boom boom..."

More than a dozen tall and thick solid wood cups collided with each other, and the cool and overflowing hops splashed all over.

This scene will be remembered deeply by everyone forever.

After a song.

The dwarves on the wine table seemed to have opened the valve.

If it was said that the dwarves were somewhat restrained from drinking before this, they also knew that Morgan and Gandalf Bilbo would take turns drinking together.

But now, one by one, like a drug, began to madly instill the dwarves around him, three Morgans, and even himself.

As a result, one drink after another fell on the ground, under the table.

Upon seeing this, Morgan greeted Gandalf, who was still sober, and took Tarrell out of the wine table.

Before leaving.

Bilbo and Bover the dwarf were swaying to fight wine.

Thorin Oak Shield was holding the white beard and Bahrain was drunk and was constantly talking.

Gandalf dangling his cigarette by himself.

Morgan took Tarrell all the way to the gate of Erebo's Lonely Mountain.

The dwarf warrior on duty clearly knew Morgan.

No need to say hello.

Morgan took Tariel out of the gate of the Lonely Mountain.

Take the reins of the two horses from the dwarves.

The two rode horses and ran all the way, until they reached a high mountain peak far away from the Gushan Mountain before stopping.

at this time.

A crescent moon hung high in the night sky.

The hazy moonlight enveloped the earth.

On the lonely mountain peak.

The two figures stood side by side on the edge of the mountain, looking at the dim earth in the distance below, silent for a while.

Morgan looked at the ground below, as if he could see a lot of wandering creatures looking for food.

Different from the northern battlefield of Raven Ridge.

The corpses of the half-orcs on the battlefield outside Gushan were all burned by the dwarf warriors and the wood elves, just last night.

"call..."

Take a deep breath of the cold air.

After drinking, Morgan only felt that his spiritual consciousness had never been sober.

With the strength of his physique at this time.

It's hard to get him drunk with ordinary drinks.

No matter how much he drinks, it will be quickly broken down and digested in the body, thus becoming the nourishment his body needs.

Tarrell on the side was also breathing deeply.

But she was nervous.

She had never been so alone with Morgan.

Even if there were public hugs before, there were other people present.

Tarrell blushed at this moment.

She actually didn't drink much today.

Because of Morgan's reasons, a group of people on the wine table before, including the king of the mountain Thorin. Oak Shield and the lord of the Iron Hills, Iron Foot Dayin, had toasted to Tarrell.

After a courtesy toast.

Tarrell was cleansed.

In addition to eating some dwarf food that has never been eaten before.

Tarrell has been watching Morgan drinking beside him.

She deliberately came to find Morgan today to compensate for her early departure at the human banquet in River Valley Town last night.

I don’t think I get along with Morgan for a long time.

Now that there are few people, only she and Morgan Shitarell can't help but feel a little hot on their faces, and feel a little nervous in their hearts.

So she had to take a deep breath to calm her tension.

Feel the heavy breathing from behind.

Morgan turned his head and saw Tarrell who was blushing and breathing heavily.

He thought that Tarrell was drinking too much, so he reached out and took her cold and slender hand, and said softly: "Next time you can drink less or not."

Tarrell's complexion became even redder when Morgan held his little hand.

But the magical thing is that the nervousness just now eased a lot.

Tarrell shook his head and said softly: "Fortunately, the dwarf's drink is not sweet enough, and it seems to be easier to get drunk."

Morgan immediately laughed when he heard Tarrell's words.

Elf wines are mostly fruit wines made from various fruits, among which red wine made from grapes has a slightly higher alcohol content.

But Morgan, who has experienced a variety of drinks in previous lives, tasted like a fruity drink.

And because the dwarf drink is made from grains, the wine taste will be significantly heavier.

Although they are all in Morgan's mouth, they are not much different from alcoholic beverages.

But the dwarf's wine tasted more sour, and the taste was much worse than that of the elves' wine.

"Of course, your elves and dwarves have different tastes."

Morgan looked at Tarrell and smiled: "It's fine if you don't drink it afterwards."

"Um..."

Tarrell nodded and turned to see the hot gaze from Morgan's smile.

It was quiet for a while.

Tarrell turned his head and saw Morgan was looking at the meniscus in the sky at this time.

"Tarrell, when will you leave?"

At this moment, Morgan suddenly asked.

"Tomorrow, His Majesty the King has given the order."

Tarrell spoke softly, raising his head and looking at the crescent moon in the distance, unconsciously he felt a little heavy in his heart.

"What about you? Do you want to go back?"

Morgan continued to ask.

Tarrell's face changed slightly, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

After this time, she felt the importance of ethnicity in her heart.

However, she was even more reluctant to leave Morgan.

Just when she was about to speak.

Morgan turned his head suddenly, looked at the female elf beside him and said softly: "I will go to Rivendell soon..."

"Tarrell, come with me."

Having said this, Morgan turned around and took Tarrell's other hand, and continued: "Master Thranduil I will explain to him."

"Surely he won't let him expel you again..."

Morgan's voice suddenly spoke with ease, and the female elf who was still in a heavy mood immediately couldn't help laughing.

Just the next second.

Tarrell looked serious and looked at Morgan in front of him and whispered softly: "I'm actually not afraid of being expelled..."

Looking at the female elf in front of him, Morgan finally couldn't help but reached out and hugged her into his arms.

"That won't work..."

Morgan patted Tarrell on his back and smiled and said, "For you, I gave a big gift to Lord Thranduil."

"He owes me a lot, and he will never dare to expel you again."

Morgan said with a chuckle, which immediately aroused Tarrell's interest.

She immediately got up from Morgan's arms, looked at the man in front of her and asked, "What did you give to Lord King?"

Morgan embraced the female elf in his arms and smiled: "Of course it is what he wants most."

Tarrell wondered: "The thing that the king wants most, I remember it seems to be the same treasure in the dwarf's treasure?"

Morgan nodded: "It is indeed, and it is a necklace."

Tarrell continued: "What necklace?"

"Starlight White Gemstone Necklace..."

Morgan sighed softly: "Speaking of which, I originally wanted to give you that necklace."

"Starlight White Gemstone Necklace..."

"It seems that the name sounds beautiful."

"But I don't need it, you have already given me lucky rubies."

Tarrell smiled and stretched out his hand and took out a huge ruby ​​from the pocket of his green robe.

Morgan immediately recognized that this beautiful ruby ​​was the ruby ​​sent by Tariel when he was caught in the dark forest dungeon.

Seeing Tarrell's affection for rubies, Morgan sighed in his heart.

He couldn't help but clenched his arms tightly, Tarrell said softly: "It's a pity that the necklace is too important to your lord king."

"Otherwise I wouldn't give it to him."

"How important is it?"

Tarrell suddenly looked up at Morgan and asked.

She knew that Lord King was very concerned about such treasures in the Lonely Mountain.

But she didn't even know what treasure the king cared about, and naturally she didn't even know the reason.

"That necklace seems to be related to your king's wife."

Morgan continued to speak, but Tarrell was surprised.

"The King's wife..."

That is Legolas' mother.

She had only heard Legolas say not long ago that he had no memory of his mother for a long time.

The necklace is actually related to Legolas' mother.

That is not only important to Lord King, but also important to her little friend Legolas.

"That's really important..."

Tarrell spoke softly. Although she didn't care if Morgan gave her the necklace, she was satisfied with Morgan's response.

It was just when she wanted to ask why Morgan knew this.

I heard Morgan’s voice again: "Remember not to tell others..."

"All right..."

Tarrell nodded obediently, and suddenly no longer had the thought of continuing to ask.

at this time.

A commotion of horses came suddenly.

The two immediately turned their heads and looked around, and they saw two horses tied to the boulder not far away seem to be biting each other.

Looking closely, he found that Tarrell's horse was biting Morgan's horse.

After watching it for a while, I realized that Tarrell's horse was going to ride on Morgan's horse.

Morgan's unwillingness caused all this.

"Is your stallion?"

Morgan turned his head and asked suddenly.

"I didn't pay attention, it seems to be..."

Tarrell also retracted his gaze, turned his head to look at Morgan and said.

Immediately, as if thinking of something, the two laughed at the same time.

It's just that Tarrell smiled, his voice getting smaller and smaller, his head lower and lower, his cheeks getting redder.

Morgan smiled and looked at the female elf in his arms, and his eyes grew hotter.

The ambiguous atmosphere is rising.

Finally, Morgan, who was holding Tarrell's slender waist for a long time, couldn't help but kiss him.

Tarrell in his arms was stiff at first.

But soon, the female elf who seemed to have tasted the sweetness immediately cooperated.

Although the action is extremely rusty.

But it was quickly getting acquainted.

The crescent moon is still in the sky, and the cold light is quietly covering the earth.

In the moonlight, there is a pair of lovers lingering each other.

I don't know how long it took.

A horse beside the boulder suddenly screamed again.

On the mountain, the lovers who had hugged each other immediately separated.

Tarrell gasped, his blurred eyes quickly became sober.

Morgan took a few deep breaths and stepped forward to continue, but was blocked by a hand.

Tarrell quickly calmed his breath, and put his hand on Morgan's chest and said immediately: "My race will leave at dawn tomorrow, and it is not far from dawn now."

"I will now go back and report to His Majesty the King, and also to my friends..."

Tarrell said quickly.

Morgan was trying to say something but the other party reached out and pressed his hand on his lips.

"I know what you are going to say..."

"Don't worry, I will talk to His Majesty the King. If it doesn't work, I will move out of you..."

"As for us, we still have a long time together..."

"Well, I should go now!"

Tarrell said this in one breath.

Morgan had nothing else to say, only nodding: "Then I will send you there."

Tarrell immediately shook his head and smiled: "No, at this distance, are you still worried about my strength?"

"okay then..."

Morgan nodded and said, "If King Thranduil disagrees, just move me out."

"Also, pay attention to safety."

"Well, I will."

After Morgan told him, Tarrell smiled and nodded to the two horses.

Only this time, Tarrell untied the reins of Morgan's mare and quickly rode on.

Morgan walked quickly to Tarrell, smiled and said, "I'll see you after dawn."

"Um..."

"You should go back too, they are still waiting for you."

Tarrell smiled and finished speaking, his pale blushing face was blown by the cold wind, and his long hair flew around, making him look more and more charming.

Morgan nodded: "I know."

Tarrell pulled on the reins and the horses rushed down the mountain.

Watching Tarrell quickly disappear into the darkness.

Morgan reached out his hand and touched his lips, seeming to be reminiscing about the taste just now.

But soon, he walked to the side of the remaining stallion, slapped the horse's **** with a slap, and cursed: "You are all to blame."

It seemed that he could perceive Morgan's strength, and the beaten stallion didn't dare to stalk him, he could only turn his horse's head and rub against Morgan to please Morgan.

"You are smart..."

Upon seeing this, Morgan immediately lost his thoughts of beating the horse, patted the head of the huge horse, turned over and sat on the horse's back without angrily.

Then walk quickly towards the direction of the lonely mountain.

Very quickly disappeared into the darkness.

It didn't take long.

When Morgan returned to the Dwarf Carnival Feast Plaza in the depths of the Lonely Mountain.

When I returned to the previous wine table.

It was discovered that besides Bilbo, he was still fighting with the dwarf Beauver.

Gandalf was still looking out, smoking a cigarette.

The other dwarves have all slept under the table, snoring loudly.

Morgan found his tall and thick wine glass, poured himself a full glass of wine, and sat next to Gandalf after taking a gulp and said, "We have to add someone to the Rivendell team."

"Tarrell?"

Gandalf vomited a smoke ring, turned his head, tapped the empty wine glass in front of him with the pipe, and asked without surprise.

"right..."

Morgan nodded, picked up the huge wine bottle and filled Gandalf, then filled himself again.

Gandalf took the pipe and raised his glass and bumped Morgan.

The two slurped and drank.

Gandalf wiped his long beard full of wine stains and said, "That's better, our team will be more lively..."

The voice did not fall.

"Boom..."

Two muffled noises immediately came from the opposite wine table.

The two looked up, and it turned out that Bilbo and Beauver fought together until they all fell together.

"I have always felt that although dwarf wine tastes not as good as human wine and not as good as elf wine, but the more you drink it, the more flavorful it tastes. The more you drink, the more you want to drink..."

Gandalf said that this time he picked up the big wine bottle and filled his glass, and then filled Morgan's glass.

"I think so..."

Morgan said as he raised his glass and met Gandalf's glass.

"boom..."

......

Two days later.

On the avenue outside the solitary mountain.

Bud of River Valley Town with his son Baen, eldest daughter Xuege and younger daughter Tilda, and Iford, dressed in pitch black, are standing together~www.readwn.com~ not far from them. It's a group of dwarves of Lone Mountain.

The leader was Thorin Oakenshield in luxurious robes, and then the expedition dwarves of Bahrain, Dewalin, Kili, Groinbofer and others.

Even Philip, the dwarf who was injured sitting in a huge iron wheelchair, has arrived.

In front of the crowd.

It was Morgan and the female elf Tarrell, the wizard Gandalf, and the hobbit Bilbo on horseback.

Soon, the four Morgans on horseback smiled and waved goodbye to everyone behind them.

Then quickly walked towards the distance.

At this point, waiting for Morgan will be a brand new journey.

(The Hobbit roll ends)

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