"Hey, what's that?"
The dwarf Philip shouted, pointing to the white elk that suddenly appeared across the black river.
This soon attracted public attention.
Dwarf devalin said, "what a beautiful deer..."
White bearded Bahrain also looked at it and said in some doubt, "it's really beautiful, but how can this deer appear in such a forest?"
Dwarf Dori shook his head and tried to see the opposite way: "what a fat deer. Maybe we should shoot it. It can let us have a roast deer meal."
Bilbo also shook his head, saw the opposite side, turned his head with a fairly sober head and shouted at DOLI: "it's our luck to see the White Deer here. You can't say that..."
Morgan also looked at it. A white deer with snow white fur was really beautiful.
But as Bahrain said, such a white deer is not common, let alone in the dark forest, which has been polluted and corrupt.
In the fantasy world, the appearance of this white deer is somewhat unusual, because its appearance often represents other meanings.
For example, Bilbo said: lucky.
But before everyone could see more, SOLIN oak shield picked up a stone and threw it at the White Deer across the river.
"Bang..."
A dull noise.
The stone hit the trunk of a big tree and failed to hit the white deer.
Frightened, the white deer ran forward and soon disappeared into the dense forest.
The stone of Sorin oak shield immediately made Morgan and Bahrain frown.
It's really rare to see such a rare creature. We can ignore each other, but it's not necessary to hurt each other.
If it was in the original world, Morgan didn't think there would be any difference when he saw this situation.
But it's different in this world.
Who knows that the stone of SOLIN oak shield hit and ran not only the white deer, but also the luck of the expedition.
But he didn't say anything, because the white deer had been scared away.
The well read bill bock was much more angry with SOLIN oak shield.
He went straight to SOLIN oak shield and said, "you shouldn't be like this. It's our luck to see it."
SOLIN oak shield reacted in the opposite direction. He shook his head. "I never believe in luck."
"We can create our own luck!"
The white deer has run away. It's useless to say more.
Seeing that everyone was not so clear about the lack of oxygen, the reaction was obviously slow.
Morgan shook his head and said loudly, "we can't stay here any longer."
"The river is cursed. Let's pass through these vines."
SOLIN oak shield looked over, nodded and said, "let the lightest go first."
The lightest in the line is of course Bilbo the hobbit.
Although the height is about the same as that of several dwarfs in the team, the dwarfs are obviously stronger and stronger.
The crowd looked at Bilbo.
Morgan didn't say a word.
Bilbo, as the protagonist, is born with the aura of the protagonist and the supreme ring in his hand.
It's definitely not that easy.
Besides, Bilbo does look shorter and lighter.
In fact, hobbits grew up barefoot for life reasons.
Bilbo, too.
The whole expedition, Bilbo, has been barefoot since the moment he stepped out of his house to join the expedition.
Look at Bilbo's feet with thick hair.
Morgan couldn't see much difference between his feet and the boots on other people's feet.
The thick vines on the black river are black and wet.
Bilbo goes first.
Although the reaction was slower than usual, it was flexible.
He staggered on the slippery vine and moved all the way to the middle of the river.
"Bilbo, how are you?"
Asked dwarf Beaufort loudly.
"Fortunately, I didn't notice anything wrong..."
Bilbo's voice fell, suddenly his feet slipped and fell straight down.
Fortunately, he grabbed the vines in front of him in time. He was across the river and almost fell into the river.
The pale green fog inevitably shrouded Bilbo.
Looking at himself on the river, Bilbo suddenly felt as if the whole world had stopped, huge and incomparable sleep came, and Bilbo suddenly wanted to sleep.
He slowly closed his eyes. Suddenly, the face of his reflection on the water suddenly became ferocious and twisted.
Bilbo was startled and sleepless.
Realizing that something seemed wrong, Bilbo shook and struggled to move on.
Behind him, I heard Bilbo.
All the dwarves stepped on the vines and began to cross the river.
Morgan tied up his things, left the crowd a little, grabbed a strong black vine and began to cross the river.
Morgan was right not to cross the river with the dwarves.
Several people climbed on a vine and shook too much.
Morgan's side was smooth. When he moved to the center of the river, he suddenly broke the vine below with one foot and stepped empty with one foot. The whole man immediately fell to the water.
Morgan was shocked, his other foot suddenly hooked the vine, and one hand quickly grabbed the vine forward.
This is to avoid falling into the water, but the lost feet inevitably fall on the water.
"Shit..."
Feeling the wet from his feet, Morgan burst out a rude remark.
He was already very cautious. Unexpectedly, he was caught.
Gandalf said the river was cursed. He had to be more careful next.
Dangling on the water, the slowly rising light green mist was naturally inhaled into Morgan's mouth and nose.
In fact, not only Morgan, but all expedition members passing above the black river inevitably inhaled the light green fog rising from the river. The difference is only how much they inhaled.
"Hoo..."
Hanging on the water, Morgan took a deep breath and shook his more dizzy head.
Struggling to get back on your feet.
Just then, he suddenly felt that his foot close to the water was caught by something.
Morgan was so surprised that he immediately took out the elf sword with one hand and cut it to the water.
"Wow..."
The splash of water flew up, and the sense of bondage from your feet immediately disappeared.
"Morgan, what's the matter with you?"
At this time, Bahrain, a dwarf on one side, saw Morgan's strange and asked immediately.
Morgan quickly raised his feet, re hooked the vine and stood up. Then he looked at the crowd and said in a deep voice, "be careful, there's something in the water..."
Before the words fell, Pang Bo, the sleepy dwarf, finally fell into the water.
But falling into the water not only failed to wake pomber up, but slept more soundly, and even snored.
"Pomber..."
"Pomber..."
The dwarves shouted at once.
Just then, pomber, lying snoring on the water, suddenly began to move.
Moving speed from slow to fast,
Pompey was dragged away from the water where the dwarves were and quickly moved to Morgan's side.
At this time, the dwarfs finally found something strange and immediately exclaimed, "pomber..."
"Pomber..."
"Morgan..."
"Come on..."
Looking at pomber, who was quickly dragged away below, Morgan changed his face and had no time to think too much. He immediately jumped into the river with an elf sword.