Chapter 165 (1/2)
It was gloomy and snowy.
In the towering mountains of the misty mountains.
A team of four is leading the horse and walking hard on the narrow path.
The cold wind howled.
Facing the cold wind and snow, the team is naturally a four person team composed of Morgan tarrell and Gandalf Bilbo from the lonely mountain.
Since more than ten days ago.
The team was entertained by the skin changing man biong, and with the help of horses, food and drinks.
The trip went smoothly in the next few days.
Only after reaching the mountain pass of the misty mountains and stepping into the mountains.
The weather immediately took a sharp turn for the worse.
Under the bad weather of wind and snow.
The speed of the four people's journey immediately became slow.
The journey that could have been completed in about three or four days was extended to seven days.
In these seven days, the wind and snow have never stopped.
Fortunately, we are about to end this journey and get out of the misty mountains.
At the end of the narrow path.
Gandalf led the horse, holding the staff, into the dark cave ahead.
”Hoo...”
”It's so cold. How long will it take us to get out of this mountain?”
”Soon, just cross this passage.”
”Aren't we not far from the valley?”
”Yes, you'll see it again soon.”
In the dark passage, four people talk.
A pale white light soon radiated from the gem at the top of Gandalf's staff and lit up the darkness.
”Now you can.”
”Let's go...”
Gandalf held a luminous staff in front of him.
The four man team continued to walk deep into the dark passage.
In half an hour.
A light appeared in front of the passage.
The four man team immediately accelerated forward.
Not long.
When the four of the team walked out of the dark passage and looked ahead, a peaceful and beautiful paradise valley like a fairy tale finally appeared in front of everyone.
”Imlaris valley.”
The valley at the mouth of Gandalf and Bilbo.
But Morgan prefers to call it ravendale.
Even if it's not the first time.
Morgan and Bilbo were still looking at the beautiful scenery in the distance.
Gandalf looked at several people happily, and one of his men consciously touched the cigarette rod at his waist.
Over the years, he is too familiar with the scenery here.
For him, going back to ravendale was no different from going home.
Of the four, the other three are fine. After all, they have all been here.
Only the fairy tarrell saw the legendary ravendale for the first time.
It's hard to avoid looking a little excited.
But the fairy's manners and upbringing are very good.
Aware of his gaffe, tarrell's face soon returned to normal.
But the pleasure of arriving at the destination can't be concealed.
Morgan and Gandalf Bilbo are similar.
Looking at the sunny and picturesque ravendale ahead.
The party relaxed naturally.
Gandalf took out the cigarette rod, filled in the cut tobacco, lit the fire, took a puff, spit out the smoke like enjoyment and said with a smile, ”let's go. Lord Elon may be waiting for us.”
Then he took the horses beside him and walked down the mountain.
Bilbo followed.