Chapter 147 Orochi Waterfall

Joan was originally a person who was not very good at speaking. In order to come up with these few words of polite refusal, he racked his brains, which was more difficult than learning esoteric spells. The reason why he rejected Liyanan's blessing, apart from those concerns just now, is that he had heard Kandy talk about the weird manners and customs of the goblins, and he was worried about Liyanan's so-called "blessing" There is a hidden curse behind it-Conti has emphasized to him more than once that the more beautiful and gentle the female fairy is, the more likely she is to use this kind of insidious trick of "smiling with a knife", so you must be more prepared!

Joan felt that her answer was beyond reproach, but for some reason, Liyanan seemed to have been seriously offended, immediately sank her face, dropped the lightning blade, turned around and walked into the woods without saying a word.

Joan stared blankly at the slender figure of the goblin lady who was quickly going away, standing there at a loss. He suspected that he might have said something wrong, but he didn't understand what was wrong. Whenever this happens, he is deeply envious of those who are eloquent and good at communication. If he has Roger Tyndall's ability to adapt to changes in communication, he will not be confused when he has already offended someone. baffling.

Watching Liyanan leave in anger, Joan sighed with a complicated mood, and returned to the side of the black horse, caressing the smooth mane of the horse, thinking, my horse is better, I don’t have so many complicated thoughts, let alone Can make faces at every turn, no wonder the book says "the longer you get along with people, the more you like animals"...

Looking up at the west-slanting sun, it was halfway through the day, and Qiao An hadn't completed the scheduled itinerary, so he put away his distracting thoughts and jumped on the horseback to catch an extra ride before the sky darkened.

Joan rode through the woods where Liyanan lived in seclusion, and finally returned to the banks of the Yifen River, followed the river all the way eastward, and entered a canyon at dusk. The torrential river hit the rocks on both sides of the canyon, and white foam appeared.

The terrain in the canyon is very different. The river rushes in from a high place, as if a thousand horses are galloping, rushing down the cliff with the momentum of thunder, falling straight down a hundred feet, and smashing to the water below the cliff with rumble and roar, arousing a spectacular scene. spray.

Qiao An led the horse for a long circle carefully 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. Joan groped along the river bank with one foot deep and one foot shallow.

After groping for about half a mile like this, a clear and sweet singing sound suddenly came from ahead, as if a young girl was singing in the river.

Joan looked in the direction of the singing in surprise. Through the misty water mist, a naked figure could be vaguely seen with its back to the river bank, immersed in the river below the waist, taking a bath and singing happily.

Joan stopped, and various thoughts flashed in his mind. His first thoughts were those legendary poems composed by bards. The hero in the story travels alone in the mountains. If he passes 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 secretly, so that She can't turn into a swan or a crane to fly away, and then a romantic story will happen...

Joan had never taken this kind of legend seriously, and when the legendary scene appeared in front of him, what aroused in his heart at this moment was not lust, but vigilance and anxiety.

How can there be any serious girl bathing alone in this ghostly place where there are no people in the barren mountains? As if waiting here for passers-by to peep, is there a more careless trap in the world?

Joan didn't want to provoke the mysterious girl who sang and took a bath in the pool, but this was the only way he had to go to Layton Port. A girl's well water does not violate the river water, she takes her bath, I go my own way, don't provoke anyone.

It's a pity that things didn't go as planned, Qiao An heard exclamations from the pool beside him not far away. The woman who was singing happily just now seemed to be frightened, and made an urgent cry for help in Elvish language.

Joan didn't want to be nosy, but his uncontrollable curiosity prompted him to glance at the water pool, and through the mist, he saw a naked girl swimming towards the shore in a panic. Her moist skin was white, tender and smooth. With a soft luster like porcelain, the long black hair covers the protruding chest, and the hair temples reveal the elf's iconic pointed ears. The delicate face is full of fear, and he can't stop looking back while paddling.

What is she running from?

Joan naturally had doubts in his heart. Looking past the elf girl and looking behind her, the grass on the opposite side of the pool shook violently, a boa constrictor as thick as a bucket raised its head and spit out a letter, its green eyes were like two ghostly will-o'-the-wisps, staring at the girl in the water maliciously, and suddenly slid forward Entering the pool, he skillfully twisted his body and swam fast, quickly approaching the elf girl.

The elf girl was so frightened that she screamed, as if she suddenly saw Joan by the river, she cast a begging look at him, and shouted "Help" in Elvish language. Realizing that Joan was leading the horse and continuing to move forward, turning a deaf ear to her cries for help, the elf girl quickly changed her tone and called for help in the common language.

Joan hesitated slightly, but when he thought of the many doubts about the elf girl, especially what happened after saving the leprechaun yesterday, his heart hardened again, and he walked forward quickly without saying a word.

The elf girl had already swam to the shore. The strange thing was that she was not in a hurry to go ashore. She raised her pretty face and cast a venomous look at Joan's back. Cyan magic shot at Joan.

Joan was also in a state of high tension while he was on his way. Hearing the rhythmic chanting behind him, he immediately realized that the woman was casting a spell, and it was a very vicious spell that he was very familiar with - Charm Human!

At the same time he became the target of the elf girl's spellcasting, Joan felt a slight tremor at the back of his neck, and brushed the cloak and hood behind him. The eyeball on the back of the neck opened automatically, staring at the water girl coldly, dispelling the charm spell released by her.

Joan was not surprised by this situation.

On the surface, he looks like an ordinary human teenager, but his body structure is not exactly the same as that of a human being. When he opened the eyeball behind his neck, he activated the sleeping "weird" blood power in his body, "charming humans" Spells that only target humans and humanoids—such as goblins, orcs, lizardmen, and so on—cannot work on him.