"Look at how cool and sweet the spring water is! This is the healing water of Xiangshui River, which flows from Rivendale." Zelatu jumped into the river, lowered his head and held it with his hands to drink. After that, he felt that the fatigue and pain in his body were washed away, and the joy and pleasure became clearer. He looked left and right, but unfortunately it was early winter now, and there were no big green leaves around him, so it was the best container for his sister to drink water!

Thrandis giggled, jumped off the horse's back, washing his hands and faces in the river water. The land on the river bank was cold and bone-black, but the river water didn't feel like biting the skin. Everyone stopped and decided to take a nap by the river. Along the way, even if Zhao Mai kept comforting and caring for these horses with natural force, he was far less natural resting than they could have better recovery.

Rivendell gave Zhao Mai a familiar feeling, but he was sure that he had never been here. In the Origin World, his era was the Double Tree Age, when two holy trees provided the power to grow the whole world. When he left, Milkor was defeated and exiled to the void for the first time.

There were many things after that, including Milk's return after serving his sentence, deceiving Vera and Maiya, reorganizing the army. He pushed down the Double Holy Tree, snatched the Elves Diamonds, and then defeated again and exiled to the void forever. At this time, the Double Tree Age and the First Age ended, and more than 1,690 years later, after Zoron cast the Supreme Ring and launched a war against the Elves, Rivendell was truly established.

Zhao Mai looked through history and finally understood where his sense of familiarity came from. Rivendell's breath was deliberately imitating the eternal residence of Verinowera, Maiya and the elves, and the heaven of the soul. In Verinow, Zhao Mai left beautiful memories with some other emotions, but overall it was definitely beautiful memories.

He also walked into the river, reached out to stir it in the water, feeling its gentle and comfortable touch. Zeratu straightened his waist and said behind Zhao Mai: "There is no evil power to cross the Xiangshui River. If you can be safe and sound in the river, it means you are not an evil person."

Zhao Mai shook his head and replied with a smile: "Don't believe the legend. Even Verinor can't stop the evil Morgoth. How is the river water of Rivendell? By the way, I want to ask, are the elves taking a bath in this river?"

Thrandis covered his mouth and chuckled, and Zelatu had no idea of ​​continuing to drink water. Zhao Mai waved to them: "But this river is not without benefits. There is indeed some magical power inside. Come here."

He reached out and stirred in the water, then lifted a handful of water with starlight in his palm. The spell was immersed in the water with the natural force. Zhao Mai closed his hands together, then suddenly separated, covering Zeratu's ears one left and one right.

The comfort and cool feeling penetrated into his heart, and Zeratu couldn't help but take a deep breath. After he slowly exhaled it, he saw his sister's surprise gaze. "What's wrong?" Zeratu reached out to touch his ears.

The tips of the ears cut off by the Orc Slave Team grew back, and long hair and flat skin were restored. The scars left by the fierce beating and fighting also disappeared.

"Thank you, Mr. Tverdo. Please cure my sister too."

"I've known each other for so long, this is your most polite sentence!" Zhao Mai smiled, and used the same trick again, so that the lack of Thrandis was regenerated. The brother and sister hugged each other, then looked at each other's recovered face, and the last ray of haze in their hearts was also dispelled.

"This river has a medical effect, and evil brings most of the pain, so there is a saying that this river can stop evil. But in my opinion, it is already very good to be able to treat after the event. Anyone who says that anything can absolutely prevent evil from happening is bragging."

The group of people dismounted and wandered upwards with the river. Zhao Mai was his always loyal listener, and he did not forget to record Zhao Mai's latest experience. At this time, the loyal reserve grain must be the one who stared at the eyes and pricked up his ears to warn the surroundings and fulfilled his duties. However, Rivendell has always been synonymous with safety and peace, so there is no room for it to play along the way.

But evil has begun to spread and will not let go of every place, including Rivendell. Inexplicably, the flow of the Xiangshui River suddenly slowed down, and a large area of ​​riverbed was exposed. The reserve grain made a warning cry, and then rushed forward suddenly.

Zhao Mai frowned, kicked the ground hard and rushed out, leaving only one sentence: "Zeratu, get ashore, prepare for battle!" He caught up with the reserved grain in a few steps, and then passed without thinking, grabbing the dog. Anyway, the reserved grain will catch up with it with the ability to teleport. It would be better to take him forward with him, which can help him save energy.

The little flower appeared next to Zhao Mai in the form of a tree demon ghost. In the flower pot, the gardener dragon could not keep up with their speed at all, so the little flower could only leave the short-legged body and become a virtual body again.

"You can't get me and the Lord of the Ring!" A short half-length man stood up on the white horse of the elf, holding up the sword in his hand. The exhausted horse trembled with all his legs and gasped hard, but he still tried to keep standing. The half-length man was in very bad condition. He was already covered by the breath of death, like the goblin beast teeth, like the nine ring spirits opposite him.

That's right, the nine ring spirits on the other side of the river were all there. They covered themselves with black cloaks, with hideous black steel helmets, and held the reins with steel gloves covered with hooks. The leader of the ring spirit king had already rode into the river, and the other ring spirits followed closely. The ghost horse was anxious and hesitant in the river, and hesitant to walk and stop. The ring spirit forced these creatures to continue moving forward because they were all carrying the orders of the Demon King Zoro.

"Snatch the Ring!" They roared in unison, with terrifying and deadly power in their voices. Frodoru was hit hard, and he let go of his sword, pressed his chest hard, and wailed, falling from the horse's back. The elf's weapon fell to the ground, making a crisp sound.

Suddenly, the flood roared wildly, and came in a rush of overwhelming force, wrapping the ring spirits in. On the west bank of the river, the elves appeared with humans and more halflings. They held torches and drove away the ring spirits and threatened to burn their black cloaks. The ring spirits had no entity and needed suitable cloaks and armor to interact with the real world. The ring spirits could not return to the shore, and the people and horses were washed away by the flood.

But a ring spirit jumped up from the horse's back and crossed most of the distance at once. The opened cloak was like wings. He fell to the east bank of the Xiangshui River, not caring about his colleagues and mounts washed away by the river, and reached out like Frodo's chest to grab.

The elves on the west bank roared angrily, but they were all blocked by the river and could not rush in at all. "Snatch the Lord of the Ring!" said the ring spirit.
Chapter completed!