"Hey, if you don't want me to tell you, then put down your sword for me!" The person directly stated the conditions.
"It's your uncle!" Gandall cursed, but the sword in his hand disappeared like magic in the past. "Tell me, you kid, what do you want to do!"
"Hehe! What are you doing? I don't miss you anymore. Come and see you!" He said and sat on Gandall's bed.
"Damn it, get up for me, don't be my bed!" Gandall yelled as he looked at the person coming.
With a scratch, the man stood up, apparently startled by Gandall's voice, "Damn, your uncle, you scared me to death!"
Gandall smiled with a smile on his lips, but said nothing more. Instead, he threw a stool to the man and said, "Sit down!"
The man looked at the stool, lowered his head, and frowned a bit. Such a stool was only less than 50 centimeters high and less than 30 centimeters wide. The surface of the stool was still rough. Just forget it, he's so damn short, he wants to bend his waist!
"Hey, sit down!" Gandall said with great interest, looking at the man who was very embarrassed.
"You..." I was so angry that I was really speechless.
Gandall felt a sense of joy when he saw this guy angry. He looked carefully at the pointed ears, several layers of earrings, delicate oval face, straight eyebrows, light blue eyes, and flaming red lips. She has a straight nose, long golden hair tied behind her head, graceful figure, delicate fingers, and two slender thighs. She is quite attractive, but it must be uncomfortable for her to sit on such a small stool.
"Why, you won't sit down! If you don't sit down, then I'll accept it. Don't say I'm rude!" Gandall said with a smile.
"Damn it, have you ever seen a noble elf sitting on such a broken stool!" The visitor shouted.
"Haha, I don't know whether a noble elf can sit on such a stool, but I have never seen a noble elf curse someone, Winnie!" Gandall said hehehe.
"Sir, don't call me Winnie. My name is Undine Salamanders..." The elf was about to say his name, but was interrupted by Gandall.
"Stop, stop, stop, Winnie, stop talking. With a name as long as yours, it'll be fucking tomorrow until I finish hearing it!" Gandall said impatiently with his little finger on his ear.
"Sir, don't call me Winnie. My name is...forget it. If I stop talking nonsense with you, it will be next fucking year. You know what to call me!" The elf stared at Gandall and said.
Of these two people, one is exaggerating than the other, one is talking about tomorrow and the other is talking about next year.
"Okay, okay, okay, I won't argue with you, Wind, and I don't know why you, a sissy, come to me for this!" Gandaur said loudly with his mouth open.
"You're a fucking sissy! Gandall, you old stick!" Wind shouted.
"Hehe, I may be old, but I am still a pure man, but you, if you are on the street, you must not be treated like a girl!" Gandall stared at Wind's delicate face, hehe said.
Wende is an elf, and his appearance can be said to be very delicate. Not to mention humans, even among the elves who are famous for their beauty, they can be called beautiful. However, Wende is a bit too soft, although it is a standard. She is a male creature, but she is always inadvertently regarded as a girl at the airport by people who don't know it. Plus, she usually wears elegant jazz clothes, which makes her even more attractive.
"You..." Wende got angry and pulled out the slender stabbing sword from his waist, held it in a sword flower, and shouted, "Gandall, you old bastard, I want to duel with you!"
Gandall looked at the arrogant Wende in front of him, chuckled, and then straightened up and said seriously, "Stop playing around, Wende, you definitely didn't come to me for fun. If you have something to do, just tell me Say it!"
Wende looked at Gandall's serious look and was stunned. He said, "You bastard, I'm trying to reason with you. You're acting like a gangster with me. I'm acting like a gangster with you. You're trying to reason with me. Damn it. I'll give in to all the truth." You took advantage of it, and you made another conclusion about this guy in your heart, "Rogue!"
"Tell me, if you have anything to do, just say it, don't talk nonsense, otherwise, I will chase people away, uh, no, elves!" Gandall said with a chuckle.
"Hmph!" Wind put his stabbing sword back into its scabbard, sat down on the bed, and cast a wink at Gandall.
Gandall felt goosebumps fall to the ground. He stood up immediately, sat on the small bench, and said viciously, "You bastard, you are so cruel!" I really can't stand this bastard trying to prove something to you. Really It's very bad!
"Haha!" Wen De raised the corners of his mouth and smiled quite charmingly.
"Your uncle, okay, you old thing, I'm afraid of you, tell me what you want to do!" Gandall touched his shoulders with both hands and said tremblingly.
"Haha, you old guy, I'm three months younger than you!" Wen De said with a smile.
Gandall looked at such a guy with red lips and white teeth, and his head suddenly grew bigger, making him look like an old man. Even though you are three months younger than me, you are still so young. You are really a hateful elf, a hateful immortal species!
Wende looked at Gandall's angry look, as if he was about to fight with him, but he was still ready to say it and just accept it as soon as he saw fit. Don't really let this bastard do it, otherwise he wouldn't be sure He was able to defeat this old boy. This guy was really a weird guy. He always claimed to be a mage, but in fact, in his opinion, he was just a muscle tyrant. Being a mage really put his face in jeopardy.
"You old guy, don't tell me, believe it or not, I will really whip you!" Gandall said impatiently, and he looked like he was going to take advantage of you!
"Tell me, tell me, tell me, you old guy, you really have no patience at all!" Wen De said with his lips curled up.
These two people are talking about an old guy and talking about an old guy. They really don’t want to give in to the other!
"Old guy, you..." Wende was about to say something, but was immediately interrupted by Gandall.
"Hmm!" Gandall said with a heavy nasal voice as he listened to this annoying elf's words.
"Okay, okay, okay, Gandall, that's it!" Wind said through gritted teeth, "You should also know what's going on outside!"
"What's going on outside? Could it be...what happened outside!?" Gandall was a little surprised when he heard what Wind said.
After hearing what Gandaur said, Wende guessed that the old guy had misunderstood it, and quickly said, "Stop, stop, old... Gandall, it's not that outside, you are thinking too much!"
"Damn, sir, you really want to scare me to death. You're breathing hard when you talk!" Gandall said, glaring at Wind.
"I'm gasping for air. It's your uncle's fault. It's not because your old boy has a problem with his brain and understanding!" Wen De said angrily.
Gandall looked at Wende and really wanted to knock this guy, but he held it back. He couldn't see this guy a few times anyway, so he just pretended that he was just a mosquito in front of him. This was really disturbing whether it was reasonable or not. ah!
"I won't argue with you, old man, if you have anything to say, please tell me!" Gandall said in a loud voice.
"Hmph!" Wen De thought to himself, still not sure who was not arguing with whom, "I mean, outside Anfa City, it's almost a pot of porridge now!"
"That's it. It's just such a thing. As for you coming to me, what a big deal!" Gandall didn't care at all. He still knew what was going on in Anfa City, despite the commotion. Huan, I can’t tell what will happen then!
"Let's see what you can do. If you're just a skeleton, I'll come here to find you because I have nothing to do!" Wen De squinted his eyes and really didn't want to pay attention to this guy, "Then in the black forest next to Anfa City You should also know the things!"
Gandall nodded. He knew about the black forest. What was going on in it and what was there? He knew a little bit about it. It was said to be dangerous, but how could it not be? But to say how dangerous it was, for him In other words, that’s all!
"You know what's going on! A bunch of skeletons can attack a city, what else can they do!" Gandall said nonchalantly.
Seeing Gandaur like this, Wend felt very angry, but he still held back and said, "Don't take it seriously, come here, I'll tell you!" Seeing that Gandaul was not happy, he looked like The look of being disgusted made him even more angry. He was the one who was disgusted. He was a blacksmith and his body was full of stench. He didn't want to get close to him.
But he still endured it, and dragged Gandall to whisper in his ear. His voice became lower and lower, so that no one could hear it except the two of them.
Wende's words were not long, but he opened and closed his mouth very quickly. Gandall frowned when he heard it. He knew that Wende had finished speaking, but he didn't relax at all, and his face also looked slightly bad.
"I know, thank you!" After a long time, Gandall finally spoke, but the expression on his face did not change much.
From the moment Wende told Gandaul those things until he fell silent, he said nothing more. After waiting for a long time or a short time, Gandaul unexpectedly said thank you. This was really a big deal. It was beyond his expectation. With Gandall's character, to be able to say this was like the sun was rising in the west.
"Gandall, it's actually okay. My brother will help you. This is..." Wende said.
"Well, you are really good, much better than that old boy from Lund!" Gandall said, patting Wind on the shoulder.
"Londe!" Wende was surprised. "By the way, that old ghost Londe lives not far from you. Of course, it's not too close. It doesn't have a big impact on his knights this time!"
"Yeah, that old boy, forget it, don't talk about him, it's too late. I'll arrange a place for you to sleep, otherwise you won't have the energy to do things, right!?" Gandall said with a smile, without waiting for Wen Wen. No matter what De said, he immediately opened the door and sent him out. When he went out, a door made out of nowhere opened on his right hand side. "Wende, just rest here. Whatever you want, you can get it!" Then he went back to the house by himself. .
Wind looked at Gandall leaving, shook his head, looked at the simple furnishings that were not much different from his room, and didn't pay too much attention to them, so he just lifted up the quilt and fell asleep.
Gandall, who had returned to the house at this time, was lying on the bed, muttering, "Damn, it really doesn't let anyone have a good sleep!", and then the snoring couldn't stop.
