Chapter 612： What do you count as a small cookie? (fourth more!)

The dwarf's character is more stubborn and the black man has a deep understanding. He can make a human caster from the true heart and call him a sage.

But the frost axe... Don't let the frost axe call his sage, just because he is not willing to call his real name.

The Frost Axe has always called him in a way that the black man looks a little scornful, although the Frost Axe himself did not despise him.

Therefore, the difficulty of collecting the power of faith in the dwarf is so difficult for the black-clothed person to single-handedly guard the giant tree of the holy tree!

But some people did it, not just a dwarf, but all the dwarves in the entire underground city liked a high elf.

“How many people are watching the high elf like you?” The black man pointed to Al in the picture. In many years ago, Arthur Crowe, Al is one of his descendants, because Al’s talent is excellent, so The impression of the black man is very deep.

"One thousand four! You didn't drink anything, not even the numbers?"

One thousand four... This number is gradually rising.

In the entire magic net interface, Al's face occupies only a small part. The real content is that an elf shuttles through the forest in a healthy posture.

Magic net game... When the black man stayed in the Hearthstone pub as a prisoner, he listened to Qiao Xiu's discussion of this topic.

He is preparing to open a question about Frost Axe ‘You also play the online game...? When the problem was, the Frost Axe suddenly shot his thigh.

"This little girl has finally killed the opposite person! It is really deflated!"

There was a little excitement in the sound of the frost axe, and a light ball appeared on the head of the frost axe in the next second.

The black man’s power to these beliefs has been numb, but the light ball that emerged from the frost axe is much brighter than before.

When he first captured the energy of the tree of the world in the frost axe, the light dimmed to near non-existence. If the high elf's vision is far better than humans, he can't see the near transparent light.

This time it was like a glimmer of candlelight.

Not only the frost axe... The black man suddenly turned his head and looked at the building community in the distance again. When the black man looked directly at the brilliance of the stars, he felt a bit dazzling!

What did Al did? !

The black man stared at the picture in front of the frost axe, which clearly showed two lines of words.

‘Genius Al ended Caos! ’

‘Genius Al ended the chasers! ’

The black man does not understand what the meaning of these two lines is. The words that have been floating on the live screen clearly tell the black man how excited these people are watching the game.

‘My family’s Al finally murdered! It’s not easy...’

‘There is a kind of tearful impulse. ’

‘It’s time to invest in gold coins in the wishing pool. ’

The black man imagined that these words were spoken from a human mouth, and then the humans gathered together to watch Al sitting behind the long table to play the magic net game.

After the scene was constructed in the mind of the black man, he could only describe it in one sentence, that is, 'it is like a carnival'.

They embraced together and excitedly celebrated the high elf.

It’s crazy, but that’s the result of the hard work of the black man.

Is it that he really misunderstood Qiao Xiu, who is not a companion with the group of people below Arthur Crowe?

When the black man was thinking about it, a magic car stopped at the bottom of the tower, and on the magic car, a group of casters dressed in the robes of the sages of the sages were printed.

"Your apprentices are coming," said Frost Axe.

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Quaytoan tightened his cheeks. He didn't control his inner anger, but tried to keep himself from laughing.

Nowadays, the power of faith gathered in Al has already reached... Quaytoan can't describe it in words.

A lot of gleam gathered around the tall elf, as if to engulf her.

Only half an hour after the live broadcast, the power of faith collected by Al, requires thousands of high elves to supply the holy tree one night.

If all the high elves are the same as Al, Arthur Crowe said that it has fallen, and raising the height to the legendary 'outside domain' is no problem.

This is something to celebrate. Quaytoan is happy to gather all the same people and hold a ceremonial ceremony to announce that Arthurcro will be a past tense.

But he still buried his inner excitement in the deepest...

"Al's efforts are still fruitful, your mother... now plays a role in the team battle."

During the conversation with Qiao Xiu'an, Al's Elf Pioneer killed the enemy for the third time.

Although these three kills belonged to the harvest in the group battle, it was enough for the audience who had suffered a full game to enter the state of excitement.

"Replace it with other high elves in the group, can you do it like Al?" Quaytoan held a little expectation.

After a live broadcast, Quaytoan ignored the keywords of ‘too paddling’ and dragged his legs. The most common word was ‘cute’.

On the aspect of appearance and temperament, there is no shortage of superior elves in the higher elves.

"No, I want to make the human audience like it. It is not enough to look good. I have said that Al She is very talented and lucky. This is not something anyone can have." Qiao Xiu said.

"Joshua Yanorode, please tell me what to do."

Quaytoan is now like a person in despair who sees a glimmer of light, and in order to hold that glimmer of light, Quaytoan can sacrifice everything.

Therefore, the pride of the high elves may not match the small biscuits placed on the side of the hand.

"First of all, we must resolve the disputes in your ethnic group, but before that you can introduce your family to me, I will find ways to train them." Qiao Xiu is glad that there are people in the high elves.

They are still too sensitive to the identity of the Chaos Demon.

“Recommendation...” Quay Toan remembered that his granddaughter was still being “incarcerated” in this pub.

"I have a suitable candidate, but she has no news in exploring the forgotten land some time ago. In my divination...she seems to be in this pub?" Quaytoan said.

"Her name is her?"

"Aurelian, my daughter's son." Quay Toan immediately gave an answer.

"Is she her granddaughter? Are you worried that she has been shut down for so long?"

Qiao Xiu has always wondered why the high-level elves have never been at the top, and the expedition team has disappeared so many people.

"Elder Sinadol has been hiding this matter." Quaytoan looked at the elf elder who might be in the name of the "betrayal" behind him. "And in my divination, she didn't have any Danger, but this time the training will make her grow a lot."

"Hone, grow... I don't explain your granddaughter very well. Why don't you go upstairs to see?"

As a party, Qiao Xiu really didn't know how to evaluate the elder's divination results.