"The spring of life with the drow?" Nadoc felt his beard and thought: "well, the drow elves have a huge demand for refined gold. They need a lot of refined gold to make magic conductors to produce magic bows. They should agree to such a deal. I see. Do you want me to meet you? "

old Zhu nodded: "yes, nadoc, since you know the drow queen, it's best. After all, it's the closest way to go to the top!"

"well, it's not impossible for me to appear..." After thinking about it, nadoc asked, "with all due respect, what do you want the spring of life to do? By the...