Mage Joan

Joan was originally a person who didn't speak much. In order to make up these few words of polite decline, he simply racked his brain, which was more difficult than learning esoteric spells. The reason why he refused Liyanan’s blessings, in addition to the concerns just now, is that a more important factor is that he has heard Condy talk about all kinds of spooky styles and customs of the goblins, worrying about Liyanan’s so-called “blessings” There is a hidden curse behind him—Condy has emphasized to him more than once that the more beautiful and gentle the goblin appears to be, the more likely it is to use this insidious means of “knife hiding in a smile”, and you must be more guarded!

Qiao An felt that his answer was blameless, but somehow, Li Yanan seemed to be seriously offended, immediately sinking her face, dropping the electric blade, and turned to the wood without saying a word.

Joan stared blankly at the slender back of Madam Goblin, who was standing at a loss. He suspected that he probably said the wrong thing, but he didn't understand what was wrong. At this time, he deeply envied those who are eloquent and good at communication. If he also has the communication ability like Roger Dingdore who is good at adapting to changes, he will not be clearly offended and confused. baffling.

Watching Li Yanan leave in a negative mood, Joan sighed in a complex mood and returned to the black horse, caressing the horse's pliable mane and thinking, is my horse better, without so many complicated thoughts, let alone If you move your face, it's no wonder that the book says "the longer you get along with people, the more you like animals"...

Looking up at the slanting sun, Joan hadn't completed the scheduled itinerary and had to finish his scheduled journey. He had to put away his distractions and jumped on horseback, and rushed a little while the sky was still dark.

Joan rode through the hidden woods of Liyanan, and finally returned to the Efen River, following the river eastward, and entering a canyon at dusk. The surging river water hit the rocks on both sides of the gorge, and white foam appeared.

The terrain in the canyon is very different, and the river is coming from a height, as if thousands of horses are galloping, thundering and thundering, rushing down the cliff, falling straight down a hundred feet, with the rumble roaring down to the water below the cliff, arousing spectacular spray.

Joan led the horse carefully in a large circle on the rocky mountain road, and finally came down from the side of the cliff. The valley below the waterfall was filled with water vapor, and Joan groped along the river bank deep and shallow, feeling like walking in the mist, he had to be more careful, lest he fall into the water.

So groping about half a mile away, there was a clear and sweet song in front of him, it seemed that a girl was singing in the river.

Qiao An surprisedly looked in the direction where the song came. Through the misty mist, a vaguely naked figure could be seen facing away from the river bank, immersed in the river below his waist, and humming in the bath of his own pleasure.

Joan stopped and thoughts flashed in his mind. He first thought of the legendary poems written by the minstrel. The heroes in the story travel alone in the mountains. Even if they pass through an isolated stream or lake on the way, there will always be a beautiful girl bathing in the water, and the protagonist in the poem will always hide the girl’s dress quietly. She couldn't turn into a swan or crane flying away, and a romantic story happened...

Joan never took this kind of legend seriously, and when the legendary scene appeared in front of him, it was not **** but arousal and anxiety that aroused in his heart at this moment.

In this barren hill and wilderness ghost place, how could any serious girl bath alone? It seems that there is a special trip here waiting for a passerby to peep, is there a trap that is more unattractive than this?

Joan didn’t want to provoke the mysterious girl who sang and bathed in the waterhole, but this was the only way he had to go to Leiden Port, and he could only lead the horse with his scalp, keeping a squinting posture, counting on the mystery The girl's well water doesn't violate the river water, she takes her bath, I go my way, no one should provoke anyone.

It was a pity that contrary to expectations, Joan heard a cry of exclamation in the pool beside him not far away. The woman who was still singing happily seemed to be frightened and made an urgent cry for help in elven language.

Joan didn’t want to be in business, but his uncontrollable curiosity prompted him to glance over the waterhole, and saw through the mist that a naked girl was swimming towards the shore in a panic, her wet skin was white and tender, Porcelain-like soft luster appeared, dark long hair covered the raised chest, hair temples exposed the iconic pointed ears of the elves, the delicate face was full of fear, and he could not keep looking back while paddling.

What is she running away from?

Joan had a natural question. The eyes crossed the elf girl and looked behind her, the grass across the water swayed violently, a bucket-like python shook his letter, and the green eyes were like two ghost ghost fires, staring at the girl in the water with bad intentions, and suddenly slipped forward Entering the pool, the skillfully twisted body swam fast, and quickly approached the elf girl.

The elf girl screamed in horror, seeming to suddenly see Joan by the river, quickly throwing a pleading look at him, shouting "help" in elven language. It was found that Joan led the horse and went on, deaf to her call for help. The elf girl quickly changed her tone again and used the common language to call for help.

Joan's footsteps hesitated a little, but when he thought of the many doubts on the elf girl, especially the encounter after saving the little dwarf yesterday, his heart hardened again, and he moved quickly without a word.

The elf girl had swam away from the shore at this time. The strange thing was that she was not in a hurry to go ashore. She lifted her beautiful face, cast a vicious look on Joan’s back, lighted Zhu Lips to chant the mantra, and put a beam through her eyes. Cyan magic shot at Joan.

Joan kept a high level of nervousness while he was on the road. Hearing the rhythmic singing behind him, he immediately realized that the woman was casting spells, and that he was a very familiar and very vicious spell—charming mankind!

At the same time as the elf girl's spellcasting target, Joan felt a slight tremor at the back of the neck, and flicked the cloak hood behind him. The eyeball behind the neck opened automatically, condensing into the girl in the water, dispelling the charm spell she released.

Joan was not surprised by this situation.

On the surface, it seems that he is just an ordinary human teenager. In fact, his body structure is not exactly the same as that of human beings. When he opens his eyeball, he activates the sleeping "weird" bloodline power in his body and "enchants humanity" This kind of spell that only targets humans and humanoid creatures such as goblins, orcs, lizardmen, etc. cannot work on him.

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