I'll know if this elf is good or not

The little blacksmith hid in a cave, looked left and right, and looked around carefully.

After confirming that there was no such figure around, he breathed a sigh of relief.

It has to be said that it really underestimated this human being.

Along the way, it can be said to have tried its best against Su Bai.

What kind of pit traps, noose traps, rolling stone traps and so on, they emerge in endlessly.

These are all the means that the little blacksmith prepared in advance for fear of the incident.

But this guy is just too cruel.

With these traps in front of him, it felt like a toucan flaunting its feathers in front of King Feng, somewhat fluttering.

It’s okay to avoid some traps on the spot, like the rolling stone trap, and he almost used the terrain to smash the little blacksmith’s own head...

But this time he had been lured into the Rumble Stone Mine by himself.

There are not only several thirtieth-level rumble stones, but also a powerful big rock snake. It will not be so easy to escape this time.

Thinking of this, the little blacksmith smiled smugly.

I looked around.

The little blacksmith's expression was slightly startled, and it subconsciously came here before he knew it.

Originally thought that after going to a big human city, it would no longer be so dependent on its mother...

What caught my eye was the impressive rocky gravel path...

After walking along this path for a while, they came to a stone cave.

There is a thin mist of water around the cave, and when walking inside, dew will drip from the top of the head from time to time.

This place is one of the few places in the mine where water will accumulate.

For the elves in other regions, this place may be an excellent strategic location for hoarding water resources, but most of the mines are rocks, and the elves with ground attributes, this kind of watery place, for them, On the contrary, it is a place to avoid.

However, it was precisely because of this that the little blacksmith dared to place his mother's grave here with peace of mind, because in this way, there would be no elves to disturb it...

Through the mist, what appeared in front of it was a small stone cairn, on which there was a hammer that looked rusty and yellow.

"Kanu..."

The little blacksmith looked at Shizhong, and slowly squatted down.

It's been a long time... I haven't been with my mother like this.

The little blacksmith's mother, Qiao Blacksmith, is not actually a wild elf, but because of a quarrel with the trainer, she fled to the wild in anger.

The little blacksmith is a cub born after the clever blacksmith came to the wild.

It's a bit like a little public servant who is used to living a wealthy life in the city, marrying a country bumpkin.

But after all, he is an elf, so he doesn't really care about these things.

Even in the little blacksmith's memory, it doesn't even know what cheap daddy looks like.

And the artful blacksmith is also an informal guy.

Obviously, he was also born in human society, and he was a little public servant who was ignorant of the world, but he arrogantly brought up the little blacksmith alone.

In terms of finding food and grabbing territory, artful blacksmiths are no less inferior to male elves.

In the memory of the little blacksmith, the eyes of his mother Qiao Blacksmith are always clear and full of energy, and the burden of life has never crushed it.

It's just that sometimes, when the little blacksmith asked his mother why he quarreled with the trainer, the mother's face always showed a touch of helplessness and bitterness.

Different from the insignificant question of who the little blacksmith's father is, this really touches the taboo in the artful blacksmith's heart.

Although the clever blacksmith would calm down soon, he told the little blacksmith nonchalantly that he thought the world was so big and wanted to come out for a walk.

Although the little blacksmith agreed on the surface, deep down in his heart, he always had a grudge against this issue.

In its eyes at that time, it was definitely not a good person for the trainer to let his mother, the artful blacksmith, show such a sad expression.

That's why, for some time in the future, the little blacksmith has been resisting humans to subdue it.

He came to the stone mound lightly.

The little blacksmith stretched out his small hand and touched the hammer left by the skillful blacksmith. It seemed that his mother's breath still remained on it.

Leaning on the hammer quietly, the small body quietly merged into this dark but soft environment...

fall asleep here...

In the dream, will you meet your mother?

And mother, can you tell me what kind of existence a trainer is?

It now... Do you want to accept that man?

"Crack..."

"Ali...Ali Ali..."

"Sooooooooooooooooo..."

However, before the little blacksmith fell asleep, there were many rustling footsteps all around.

The vigilance of being away all the year round made him cheer up and forcefully turn on the machine.

Looking around, the little blacksmith was surprised to find that at some point, a large group of iron ants appeared beside him!

Iron ants, bugs + steel attribute elves.

The appearance is no different from that of ants. They are covered with steel armor. They usually live in groups and are good at digging holes in mountains to build mazes.

Why are there iron ants in this mine?

The little blacksmith was somewhat surprised.

But thinking that I haven't been back for a while, I feel relieved, maybe I just moved here recently?

"Ka Nu, Ka Nu!"

The little blacksmith was asking why these iron ants came here?Don't you know that this is the territory of his little blacksmith?

Lead a larger iron ant to climb up the first few steps: "Ali, Ali, Ali, Ali."

It was asking the little blacksmith, did it smash down their lair with a huge stone just now?

The little blacksmith was stunned.

Stone smashing lair?

When has it ever done such a wicked thing?

and many more……

It suddenly remembered that the rolling stone trap was indeed out of control, and it seemed that something had indeed hit it.

Well... Although it is not the reason for the loss of control, it is indeed the one who set up this trap.

Of course, in this case, it is impossible to admit the account.

The little blacksmith whistled, saying that he had never been involved in this matter, and that they had mistaken the elves.

Oh~ It turns out that they misidentified the elves, so I'm sorry to bother you... Ah bah!

Iron Ant sneered, what about cheating on the ants?

Is it true that herd elves are all brainless fools?

The stone is full of groove marks from the small hammer of the small blacksmith, and the smell cannot be faked. The iron ants have a strong ability to judge the smell, and they can often easily sense the food several kilometers away.

The little blacksmith saw that he couldn't get away with it, so he didn't bother to make up any more reasons. He raised his small hammer and said arrogantly, yes!That's what it does, how do you think about it.

ouch~

The iron ants were angry. If they were to face the Ant-melting Beast, or the Sand Conch Python, they would really have no choice but to run around without a temper, but why is it a little blacksmith?

It looks like it's time for him to see what a righteous gang fight is!