Chapter 1036 1018 Old Tom

Chapter 1036 1018. Old Tom

I don’t know if it can’t speak or refuses to communicate.

The old willow tree, which was singing a beautiful ballad just now, now grinned and wrinkled its big nose made of hardwood knots, looking like it was going to do something cruel.

The countless branches that grew over the long years waved in the air, bringing with them a sharp sound of “swoosh”.

It was equivalent to the whip swinging and charging before the attack.

The sound was chaotic, and the swinging sound was like the bowstring of a crossbow being tightened before firing.

It foreshadowed the next violent attack, which naturally made people panic and fluctuate uncontrollably.

“Huff!”

The Qilin only saw clearly what terrain he had stepped on just now, no wonder he couldn’t stand steadily.

At this time, a burst of angry heat spurted out of his wet big nostrils, and the electric sparks suppressed by the rune cloth flashed in a chain of “crackling” between his exposed hooves.

The fluffy ball also quickly became alert, and pulled out the Thundercat Sword with a cat paw and paw pattern from his back, and faced the huge old willow tree in the distance with full readiness.

However, in this chaotic movement, Lan En heard new footsteps.

The footsteps sounded like a humanoid creature, walking towards this side.

"Fluffy ball!"

Lan En pointed the Lake Lady Sword at the old willow tree and shouted his companion's name without looking back.

"If there is something coming from behind, if it is a person, stop it. I don't want to get another ordinary person involved in such a multi-handed enemy."

"Understood meow! I'm going meow!"

In addition to his cute appearance and pure heart, the fluffy ball's warrior character is not dragging his feet, which is also one of the reasons why Lan En and it get along well.

Elu Cat put the Thundercat Sword back into the scabbard on his back, and then got on all fours, adjusted the [Light Body Breathing Technique], and his vigorous and agile figure rushed into the woods behind him.

Seeing the fluffy ball start to move, Lan En made the next arrangement in an orderly manner.

The branches of the old willow tree were waving more and more urgently, and the whip-like branches were whistling more and more fiercely in the air, but the demon hunter's face was still calm and composed.

This scene was still easy to deal with.

"Qilin, control the thunder and prepare to kill it directly!"

Although he was not incapable of killing such an enemy, since there was a New World Ancient Dragon that could control celestial phenomena and large-scale destruction, why not use it?

The Qilin had long been angry because he was trapped in the illusion and was crooked and couldn't even stand straight.

And Lan En also felt emotionally that this anger was mixed with some fear and anger, which was indeed very characteristic of this Qilin.

"Xi Lulu!!!"

As the Qilin screamed, its pair of front hooves left the ground and stood up.

The purple-blue crystal Qilin horns on its head emitted a bright light under the high-energy infusion.

Thick dark clouds quickly gathered in the sky, making the lighting conditions almost like night.

Only the dull thunder that flashed from time to time could briefly illuminate this area.

The Qilin stood up and roared, and in the moment of light, it looked even more majestic and noble!

The old willow tree's waving of branches slowed down, and the old man's face composed of the wood of the trunk showed a slightly fearful expression.

Regardless of whether the Qilin is timid or lazy and playful, the racial talent is here.

It exerted its full strength [Calling Thunder]. Conservatively estimated, the high temperature of the falling thunder can turn the rocks within a radius of more than ten meters around the landing point into magma.

This level of [Calling Thunder] requires the Qilin to prepare for more than ten seconds.

If it can be disturbed or even frightened at this time, its performance may be affected by personality factors.

But now "Shua"!

[Tachi Technique·Air Blade Great Spin]!

The whole body burst into light red fighting spirit flames. Lan En held the end of Arondette's hilt with one hand. As he turned around, the long sword placed horizontally beside him also drew a sharp arc.

A large area of ​​willow branches that were thrown towards the Qilin were chopped neatly.

At the same time, after swinging the sword, a layer of white fluorescence condensed on the Sword of the Lake Girl.

[Sharp Blade·White Blade State].

Seeing that it could not threaten the Qilin who was accumulating strength, the old willow tree suddenly made a hoarse and panicked cry.

It twisted its body uneasily, making a "crunching" sound of the wood parts rubbing and squeezing each other, and it seemed that it was anxious to pull the roots out of the ground.

But just when Lan En was calm and waited to see the Qilin's thunder blast the old willow tree into pieces.

"Ouch! Ouch! This won't work!"

Accompanied by the voice of a human male, the dark clouds in the sky dissipated at an extremely fast speed, and the dull and powerful thunder was the same.

Lan En was a little bit unable to react at this time.

He turned his head to look at Qilin, and found that the ancient dragon was the same.

Its hooves moved restlessly, showing that it was also in a wavering mood.

"Xixilulu?"

The Qilin, who was originally quite imposing and stood up, now shook his head, and the Qilin horns on his head emitted fluorescent light and arcs, but the surrounding celestial phenomena did not seem to be attracted.

This phenomenon, which had never happened since its birth, scared the Qilin.

It was no longer angry with the old willow tree, and hurriedly trotted to Lan En's side, anxiously nudging the demon hunter's arm with its head, wanting him to see if there was something wrong with its horns.

But Lan En didn't bother with the frightened Qilin first.

He first looked at the old willow tree in the distance opposite him, which had made him stand still like an ordinary willow tree.

Then he turned his wrist and didn't sheath the knife. Instead, he held the handle of the knife with his backhand after turning the knife flower.

He restrained his hostility with a vigilant and cautious attitude and turned around.

In the woods behind him and Qilin, a footstep was approaching with laughter.

The messy branches in the woods seemed to have their own consciousness and naturally separated in front of the footsteps.

A man walked out.

It was a man with a cheerful smile on his face, or he looked like a dwarf from his height?

In short, he was about 1.4 meters to 1.5 meters tall.

His face was round and red, and he had a beard that grew to his chest, which made people look happy.

He wore a yellow pointed cloth hat with a swan feather on his head.

A close-fitting suit jacket, a light blue windbreaker on the outside, and boots of the same yellow as the cloth hat.

"Hello, sir!"

He walked out with his head held high and his chest puffed out, and even took off his hat to greet Lan En enthusiastically.

In his other hand, the fluffy ball was being held in his arms like an ordinary kitten, turning into a "cat ball", with a pair of big watery eyes that were also confused.

The short man in front of him, his words and expressions were just like he was on a leisurely and comfortable outing, which made Lan En, who was still planning to destroy the enemy just a moment ago, feel at a loss.

"Uh" Lan En opened his mouth and tried to respond to the greeting, "Hello to you too, sir?"

"Of course, I'm fine!"

The man walked towards Lan En happily.

"Oh, the sunny weather, the guests from afar, the birds singing in the woods, the fresh air, as long as I have these, I can always be fine!"

As he said, he handed the fluffy ball from his arms to Lan En when he passed by him, and when he finally left his hand, he patted the kitten's head with nostalgia.

"Meow?"

The fluffy ball is still confused now.

The man passed Lan En and walked forward, which was the direction of the old willow tree.

"Except you! You bad guy!"

After passing Lan En, the man shouted angrily at the old willow tree.

He also had a wooden stick in his hand as a walking stick for long distances. As he walked towards the old willow tree, he raised the wooden stick in his hand like a grandfather beating a naughty child.

In theory, Lan En would not let ordinary people get close to the dangerous monsters he was fighting.

But obviously, this man was not ordinary at all.

His cane hit the old willow tree's hard and thick bark with a "slap, slap, slap".

The bark was probably difficult to split with a sword, and it seemed that it could only be damaged by an axe or the tip of a spear.

But after just a few hits, the screams of the old willow tree were more explosive than when Lan En cut off many branches.

It seemed that it had really been taught a good lesson.

And the man was singing while hitting. Lan En knew that the woodcutters would shout some simple slogans to encourage themselves when they were working.

But this guy's 'call' was a bit too cheerful.

"You shouldn't wake up! Eat the soil well, dig deep into the roots, drink water well, and sleep well! Old Tom advises you not to always think about hurting people!"

Every branch of the old willow tree was trembling, like a trembling child after being severely punished.

The old face composed of hardwood knots and bark seams on its trunk gradually twisted and turned into the most ordinary tree bark texture.

Lan En held a flannel ball in his arms, and the head of the unicorn beside him drooped on his shoulder. The three guys stared at the scene in front of them in a daze.

When the old willow tree really did not move like an ordinary tree, only swaying its branches lightly in the breeze, the man who called himself 'Old Tom' stopped moving.

And he let out a long breath as if he was a little tired, adjusted the collar of his light blue windbreaker, and walked towards Lan En and the others.

His face was apologetic, but even with such an expression, there was an irrepressible sense of relaxation and joy, as if these two temperaments were deeply rooted in him.

Every word and action was spontaneous.

When the little old man came to them, he took off his hat again. Compared with the last time he passed by, this time was more formal.

In response, Lan En also put down the flannel ball and took back his sword of the Lady of the Lake.

"Oh, please forgive me."

He repeated it again.

"Please forgive me, beautiful horse. I just dispersed the thundercloud you summoned. After all, although this old willow tree has a bad heart, it is still a member of the forest and nature. I really can't bear you to burn it directly."

The Qilin hid behind Lan En, only the horse's head tilted out from the witcher's shoulder, and its nostrils blew a stream of hot air towards Tom.

And it was still pushing Lan En from behind, jumping for him to go up.

Lan En didn't care about its temper after being scared.

"So" the witcher pushed the Qilin's head away with a backhand without leaving a trace, with a polite and bright smile on his face. "Are you a powerful wizard, old man?"

"Wizard, haha! Old Tom is not a wizard! I am not a wizard! Haha!"

Lane's words seemed to make him laugh, or maybe it was because he was cheerful by nature, anyway, Old Tom laughed happily.

"I am Tom Bombadil."

"Please come to my house, guests from afar. The table is filled with yellow cheese, pure honey, white bread and fresh cream. Jinberry is waiting for me to come home! We can have a good chat while eating later!"