Chapter 1203 Ayeli (Today is not my birthday, but thank you for the blessing on ＱＱ.)

  The magic books left by nature wizards in City of Hope are three or four times more than those of Storm Wizard, but there are no special props in City of Hope—such as the eye of the storm, no.

  Probably got off to the point with Qin Yu, and Old Jenkin was not very polite.

   "I heard that Stormwind City has treasures that inspired the magic of Stormwind. Do you suspect that we also have it in the City of Hope?"

  He just noticed that Qin Yu seemed a little disappointed after seeing these magic books.

  Qin Yu deliberately expressed disappointment, although she was also really disappointed.

   "Well, it seems that there is no, and neither does Baicheng."

The advantage of straightforwardness is that he understands the other party’s conspiracy. Old Jenkin knew that Hades was awakening soon, and the end of mankind was coming soon. These magic books were kept for human use. In the future, they will be destroyed or cheap. Those evil wizards, so he doesn’t care about them. Whereabouts.

  As for what magic device. . . .

   "It's a pity, I don't know." When Old Jenkin said this, he specifically faced Qin Yu's gaze to show his sincerity.

  Qin Yu of course noticed it, picked up a magic book and looked at it at will, while asking Old Jenkin to take himself to the natural magician’s residence to have a look.

  She turned over the White City, and there was nothing, but it was related to the wizard’s character. Since the wizard in the City of Hope could leave so many magic books, he wanted to come to stay in the City of Hope, and the old Jenkins. . .

   "Bah, baah, so much dust!" As soon as Jiaojiao pushed open the door, she covered her nose and waved her hand. There was heavy dust in the air, and the house was in a mess, as if no one had taken care of her for hundreds of years.

  Old Jenkin was a little embarrassed, “In the past few generations of city owners, there were people who had a bit of an expectation of magic at first, but then no one learned it. In addition, survival became difficult, and there was no energy. In my generation..."

  He slumped, "Raising a prince is enough to make me exhausted."

  After finishing speaking, I didn’t forget to secretly draw the other two city lord to compare.

  "Karenworth, she can take good care of the shelter of the storm wizard, because the latter is her ancestor. As for Lyon, I think he probably has forgotten the name of the ice wizard."

  Lyon is indeed a good comparison.

  Compared to whoever wins, the effect is comparable to that of the Chinese football team.

  Old Jenkin has no psychological burden on this.

  In fact, Qin Yu didn't care much about it, so he said casually: "Thank you."

  Old Jenkin touched his beard, politely twice, didn't want to stay here to be polluted by dust, and was about to leave.

  Qin Yu: "Since you mentioned Prince Nurtail, let him clean up."

  Old Jenkin: "..."

  Prince Nurtail, who had been hanged all night and caught a cold, came, and the Black trio came with him.

   Gunn explained that they happened to see Prince Nurtyle coming here, because Lin casually mentioned that the boy had conspired against the witch that night, so they followed.

  Prince Nurtayl apparently has no interest in these three people, and has been explaining that he has no bad thoughts about Qin Yu, but just wants to win people over, so as to help him restore the glory of the royal family in the future.

   means no one believes it. . .

   Jiaojiao: "Hey hey, it's good to be the boss, you don't have to do it yourself."

  Qin Yu: "You too, lose weight."

  Jiaojiao wants to struggle, Qin Yu: "Odun always thinks you are fatter than him."

  Jiaojiao was silent, and passed.

  Qin Yu sat on the balcony outside the house and read the magic book for half an hour. The four people inside arranged the house. Except for dust and dirt, everything else was kept.

  In fact, it’s useless to keep it. It’s been two hundred years, and many things have decayed, but those magic books are made of magic trees, so they can be kept today. As for the others. . .

   "This is better." Qin Yu let the others out, leaving only Black to help him choose.

  Blake understands the meaning of Qin Yu, "The value of decay is very low. If the natural wizard wants to keep something important, he will definitely choose the corresponding material..."

  Black comes from an elves with a background of magical civilization. I searched it with Qin Yu and Jiaojiao, and screened about 400 large and small objects in this house. In the end, Black picked up a small wooden sculpture.

   is the size of a palm.

   "This is Ayeli."

  Qin Yu put down things, came over to look at this small wooden sculpture, and asked: "Ayeli? What is it?"

  "Ayeli is the name of the water **** believed by the water elves."

  Qin Yu played with this wooden sculpture, "This sculpture seems to be a tree, does it have any meaning?"

  Because it is a natural wizard, is it specially carved into a tree?

  "Ayeli's body is a tree." They are all elves, and they are familiar with each other's culture. Black's expression is very awe, "It is in the water, and is the most perfect and powerful elf mother in the water."

   Jiaojiao: "Jellyfish?"

  Qin Yu covered Jiaojiao's mouth with one hand, while looking at this delicate little wood carving, thoughtfully: "The material of this wood is unusual."

  Qin Yu touched it, and subconsciously used Jiu Sui He to test its material, only to find that it was a very ordinary dead wood, but the material was very special and not easy to rot.

  But it is not dry wood, but it looks hydrated and spiritual.

"This is carved out of the waste wood of Ayeli's body. It will not rot for thousands of years and is not afraid of fire. Because Ayeli lives in the water forever, it is an absolute water attribute, but even if it is only waste wood, if it is not allowed by the water elves, I'm afraid it won't be given easily."

When   Blake said that, Qin Yu glanced at him and said, “From the perspective of time, he probably doesn’t need permission from the water elves.”

  Blake was taken aback, and then smiled bitterly, “Indeed, the natural wizard died two hundred years ago, and the **** sacrifice of our bright elves was more than six hundred years ago, and the water elves disappeared earlier than us.”

  So it’s not impossible for a natural wizard to go to the water elves’ hometown to get Ayeli waste wood after the water elves disappeared.

  But why do you want to sculpt the body of Ayeli?

  The water **** who believes in the water spirit? Or worship this natural force?

  Qin Yu pondered for a moment, then glanced at Black, "Do you want me to visit the water spirit?"

Black didn't expect that he would be seen through. In surprise, Qin Yu smiled, "The last time you fought Fai, you seemed to want to take me to a place, but then you didn't mention it again, not because of me. I can’t get out of it because that place is a bit complicated and dangerous. Today, you have this expression again..."

  Blake nodded, "I do think so, because Master Yu, you have always wanted to learn more about magic, but in my opinion, since you can learn storm magic, maybe, we are the elves..."

  Qin Yu raised his eyebrows: "Elf magic?"

  She wanted to learn, but she was afraid that she would not be able to learn it.

  　The lunar calendar is 4.12. You can consider throwing me the monthly and recommended tickets in your inventory on this day, haha.

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)