Chapter 196

The mountain mouse was a little confused. He ate his dinner happily and wanted to leave contentedly. A frozen light came from behind.

Dizzy, he was hit. Before his brain could sort out what had happened, an elf ball hit him in the face.

Then he became one of the breakfast elves.

Luther ate the bread, looked at the pangolin, broke some bread crumbs and gave it to him. The pangolin hesitated, rolled it with his tongue and ate it clean.

"Although I accepted you, I'm not your trainer. Your trainer is someone else. It sounds like a girl."

Luther broke some bread for the mountain mouse, and then said, "people have a high starting point. The four heavenly kings of God and Austria teach them personally, and they won't dislike you because of your ability. They are a very ideal trainer."

Luther felt that he had to make it clear to the mountain mouse. After all, the mountain mouse seemed a little lost when he said that there was someone else in the trainer.

The fear of the mountain mouse is not without reason. Although they are wild elves, the memory and knowledge passed down from generation to generation let them know a lot of things between trainers and elves.

Luther didn't want the chipmunk to regard this behavior as a "sale" and leave him bad memories.

After Luther introduced the status and strength of the four heavenly kings, the Chuanshan mouse's eyes lit up and became very lively. It can be seen that he also wanted to prove his strength.

The sackcloth bit the bread and came back from the outside.

"Although it's called unmanned mining area, there are still traces of human activities. I looked at it. There is a simple fire pond not far away. Although it's almost gone by the snow, I can see that it was used not long ago."

"Normally, the three roads extending out of the unmanned mining area are connected to several large towns and cities, and most of the absenteeism in those years was caused by nearby personnel. Moreover, it is leeward here, which is a good foothold, and the trainers will rest here after traveling."

Luther was still worried when he arranged the elves to be on duty last night. The word "nobody" was gloomy. The desolate atmosphere around made Luther finally send more elves to patrol the night.

However, it seems that I think too much. There are no ghosts or ground elves to make trouble. It was very calm last night.

"Mountain mouse, is there any steel spirit activity in this area?"

The mountain mouse held his head, closed his eyes, thought for a moment, got up and ran out in one direction.

Luther didn't expect the mountain mouse to leave. He quickly picked up his bag and got up to chase out.

Ma Yi asked paqiliz and Geely egg to help look after the house, then picked up chrysanthemum leaves and hurried up.

The snow covered ground looked neat, but in fact it was bumpy. Luther walked along the route of the mountain mouse. Several times, he felt that one foot was empty and scared out a cold sweat.

The place where the mountain mouse brought Luther was a mine. The mine was dug on the mountain. Standing outside the mine, it was dark.

There are also some simple metal supports on both sides of the cave wall, such as those used to place excavation tools in those years.

"Here it is?"

The chipmunk nodded and then made a strong gesture to Luther.

Luther looked a little dizzy, but he could get two messages.

There are many elves living in the mine, and the steel elves Luther wants to find occasionally haunt here.

The mine is very wide. It can be seen that a lot of energy was invested in the excavation process. Luther estimated that this was one of the main ore veins at the beginning.

Luther's guess was confirmed. The flash of shuttlecock cotton shone on the mine. Luther found an engraved board in the mine, which recorded the number of gold mines unearthed one day and the number of workers.

This mine, previously known as No. 1 mine, is the busiest mine.

After walking for a while, he didn't find that there was a lack of oxygen, and Luther's heart relaxed a little.

There were more and more rock walls and holes around the mine, and there were as many as four or five bifurcations in front of Luther.

"Are you sure there are elves living here? We've been walking for so long without any movement."

Luther was confused.

It's not right. From the entrance of the mine to the current section of the road, the soil on the ground has plowed traces. Such traces prove that the ground elves have been moving here and even under the ground of the mine.

However, Luther walked so long that he heard nothing but the echo of his walk.

The mountain mouse scratched his head, as if he didn't understand the reason.

Chrysanthemum grass leaf yawned in her arms. After she fell asleep last night, she got out of her arms and secretly ran to play with qilulian.

Qilulian originally wanted to persuade chrysanthemum grass leaf to have a rest as soon as possible, but chrysanthemum grass leaf jumped around her vigorously. Qilulian was soft hearted and accompanied her to repair the fairy.

This play is most of the night.

The chrysanthemum leaves that stayed up late to fix immortality were repeatedly pushed twice by hemp clothes in the morning, then yawned, wiped the corners of the eyes with rattan whip, woke up vaguely and ate breakfast dully.

The corner of the eye of chrysanthemum leaves seemed to catch a glimpse of the slightly moving soil on the ground, like something moving under the ground, and the soil on the ground turned out.

There was no sound!

Chrysanthemum leaves stared at the pile of slowly moving soil and struggled hard in their arms.

"Chrysanthemum leaves? That won't work. I can't hold you... Ah!"

The rattan whip of chrysanthemum leaves gently hooked on the neck of hemp clothes and jumped out when the hemp clothes were crisp.

As soon as Luther regained consciousness, the rattan whip of the chrysanthemum leaf was drawn on a stone not far away.

While smoking, he seemed to be shouting something, and the silent mine cave became noisy.

Shuttlecock cotton, mountain mouse, Yibu looked at chrysanthemum leaves in a daze.

Chrysanthemum grass leaf shouted, "come out, I see you!"

The mountain mouse and Ibrahimovic ran to the stone. Ibrahimovic arched the stone and sniffed on the ground. He found nothing.

Luther picked up the leaves of chrysanthemum grass and pulled her leaves: "I've learned bad from anyone. I've learned to flirt with linen."

Hemp clothes also slowed down and came with a red face and pinched a handful of chrysanthemum leaves.

Chrysanthemum grass leaf ate pain and tried to tell Luther what she saw. However, her words were stretched out by two people and pressed down by their hands.

Luther was suddenly stunned. He suddenly felt that his foot seemed to have hit something foreign.

This feeling gradually transferred to the soles of the feet. It seems... It's a little biting?

Luther's vision seemed to be a little higher than usual. He calmly stabilized his focus, stepped back, took out the atlas from his pocket and swept at his feet.

The atlas responded.

"Three gophers, mole elves, dig holes in the ground and attack from other places when their opponents are not paying attention. They have three sons in one body, so they think the same things and are extremely United."

Linen and Luther sweat.

I stepped on the three gophers' nest and on the three gophers' head?