Sword and Magic and Taxi

Zhao Mai's appearance was obviously unexpected by Jie Ling, but he did not stop his original movement because of the fist. The powerful Angmar Witch King has already felt the breath of the Supreme Lord of the Rings, and as long as he catches it, he can retrieve this treasure for his master!

The method of encircling Wei and rescuing Zhao seems useless for those who are not afraid of death or injury. Zhao Mai hit Jie Ling's black cloak with a punch, but there was nothing empty below. The impact of the fist penetrated the ring spirit without hindrance, directly interrupting the rushing flood of Xiangshui River. In an instant, a big wave soared into the sky, and then hit the people on the west bank of the river. Not only the ring spirit and the ghost horse were washed away, but the elves, humans and halflings also swayed away from the battlefield. They rolled into the forest on the west bank and stretched out, and the light of the torch disappeared.

"The hope of mankind ends here." The iron hand has been caught on Frodo's body.

A dog's mouth suddenly appeared, biting **** the iron glove! The teeth pierced into the steel and cut the joints, causing Jie Ling's handguards to twist abnormally. Frodo broke away from the iron hand of the ring spirit and fell softly to the ground. He has completely lost consciousness, and his spirit has begun to enter the world of the dead.

Angmar Witch King roared in anger, becoming darker, more terrifying and evil. The endless evil will swelled its body, and the cloak and steel crown were enveloped with murderous aura. It should be that the head and body were empty, with a weird fire shining only in the position of the eyes: "You actually stand between the ring spirit and his prey. You know, no one in this world can kill me!"

"That's right!" Zhao Mai gritted his teeth and performed a natural transformation! The evil power of darkness and the good power of light are in one body. The strong physique and the indisputable personality are perfectly integrated. A giant panda that Arda had never seen before stood in between the ring spirit and the supreme lord of the ring. "So as long as you are not human, you can be killed! What is your pride and pride?"

"What is this?" The answer to Jie Ling was an old punch. Zhao Mai's double-fist strike was too fast. It wasn't someone, and everyone in the room didn't see clearly. After playing a set, there is no sound, no vibration, and no effect.

"The art of change is meaningless. You are still a human being inside, and you can't hurt me."

"But it's been a long time since I'm not a human, and my dog ​​told me how to beat you." Zhao Mai said, "So, you are dead."

This sentence seemed to have infinite magic power, and the body of the ring spirit disappeared with this sentence. No matter it was the steel armor or the black cloak, nothing was left. The evil dark breath lost its attachment, so it rose into the sky, and then quickly fled to the southeast.

The reserve groaned in pain, and rolled on the ground with his mouth covered. The power of the Angmar Witch King’s curse spread from its mouth, vowing to take the life of any offender. The reserve grain has a unique pedigree, and every eternal life medicinal wine will not fall, so it will not die, but it will also suffer more.

Zhao Mai's situation was not very good either, and the power of the curse spread upward along his fists. This is an application method of world will power, not disease or toxin, it can only be dealt with with world will. But if there is no confrontation, there are naturally other ways. Zhao Mai used psychic powers to make a knife and cut his arms directly from the elbow.

The power of the curse was wrapped around the broken arm and fell to the ground, and Zhao Mai first turned into an element and then turned back into a human form. Using the recovery of the natural force in this process, coupled with Terrasque’s regenerative ability, he has regained intactness. Arms.

"A Liang, let me show you!" Zhao Mai squatted down and looked at the dog who had turned blue. The shape of the mouth cursed by the power of darkness was distorted, becoming hideous, evil, and weird. The food reserve is like a long crocodile mouth, with shark and hippo teeth inside. It looked at Zhao Mai with tears and paws gently scratching on Zhao Mai's arm.

"It won't work to cut and regenerate. Cut off your half of your head and you will die. You are not a Z bug, and the regeneration ability of Terrasque Eternal Medicine does not work well on you." Zhao Mai will reserve Liang held it in his arms, "I know it hurts and feels hard, so bear with me, I know someone can treat it. It will be fine, this curse won't kill you."

The reserve of food hum, put his chin on Zhao Mai's shoulder, his saliva kept flowing, and felt that he was particularly wronged as a dog that "save the destiny of mankind". Xiao Hua also came out and patted his head to comfort him.

"Ah, yes, there is one lying on the ground." Zhao Mai finally took aim at Frodo. "Hey, someone can help, this kid is dying!"

Until this time, the people on the West Bank ran back to the river drenched. The Xiangshui River has returned to calm and the water flow has slowed down, so a group of people waded over quickly. He was a tall and straight male elf, with dazzling and beautiful blond hair, bright and sharp eyes. He rushed ashore and squatted down quickly, pressing his hand on Frodo's left chest.

"Ah..." The already stiff halfling took a sharp breath, and his heart regained its vitality. He still did not wake up, but for the time being, he would not continue to slide towards death. The elf stood up holding Frodo and nodded to Zhao Mai: "Thank you for your help. I am Grofindel. May I ask..."

Zhao Mai quickly recalled that the huge wave he had set off before should knock them all out. It was impossible to see him transforming into a panda and fighting afterwards. The Witch King Angema was killed by him and would not come back to testify against him, and Frodo was in a coma all the way, knowing nothing. So he released the phantom of the elves, and said: "The great lord of the golden flower~www.NovelMTL.com~I am Celebrity, the sinner of the elves."

"Kellebripon! There is a reason why you didn't go to Villino!" Grofindel nodded slightly, then said: "No, it was Sauron who committed the crime. Your mistakes have been made by your bravery. And offset. Come on, come with me, this is not the right place, Elrond is waiting for us in front."

Zhao Mai hugged the dog, Grofindel hugged the halfling, followed by Aragorn, Sam, Pipin, and Meri, then Zeratul, the Thrandis brothers and sisters, and several horses. They followed a moss-covered white gravel path by the river valley, winding along the mountain wall, and after turning two woods, they finally saw the fairy forest valley, Rivendell.

Warm and soft light shines on the treetops, here is full of the fragrance of trees and flowers, full of vitality without going too fast, and a peaceful atmosphere full of hope surrounds everyone. The pain and sorrow were isolated outside the valley, and the swollen mouths were like sausages and the food reserves raised their heads, forgetting the pain, and looked around curiously.

The white gravel road diverged ahead. One leads to the palace set by the elves on the mountainside, and one leads down to the river. On the green grass beside the gurgling water, many elves are singing and playing, enjoying the carefree and happy time. Elrond, the elf king, was waiting for them on the way to the palace. He was smiling, but there was a trace of sadness between his brows.