The reserve grain led everyone on a very rugged road, constantly following the gullies and hills. More and more traces of halflings that had passed by were seen, such as freshly peeled rocks, broken grass roots and footprints on the mud swamp. It seemed that the two little guys had reached their limits and had no spare energy to deal with the traces behind them. The slender claws and footprints appeared again, completely coincided with the halflings' footprints. Either follow or follow, there was no other possibility.

The news came from behind that Gulu's body could completely meet the handprints and footprint models made by Zhao Mai, and even a piece of fingers that were broken due to old injuries were tightly matched. Gulu was dead, so someone must have changed into Gulu's appearance and followed the half-ling, obviously with bad intentions! Zhao Mai began to feel the emotional changes of the owner, and began to gradually accelerate.

As the distance keeps getting closer, tracking is easier. Zhao Mai and his group are full of physical strength and are full of supplies. They are all non-human creatures and do not need rest. They are much better than the halfling. Their route is basically facing the Doomsday Volcano, gradually approaching from the south, avoiding the orcs' sight along the way. From the traces around it, it can be seen that some orc settlements and posts here were originally abandoned. Zhao Mai attacked Zoro everywhere, making it difficult for him to continue with these peripheral strongholds, so he had to gather at the giant stronghold of the Evil Black Tower, and then a road to the Doomsday Volcano was revealed.

"Wow!" The reserve grain cried twice and ran out quickly. He rushed towards a pile of collapsed boxes and shouted under the boxes. Zhao Mai used his spiritual power to move the pile of wreckage away, and then he saw Sam who was motionless.

"He is still alive!" Xiaohua exclaimed, and Zhao Mai's healing spell was cast. Sam was weak and his fat body had successfully lost weight, but he was dragged down by the wound on his forehead. His appearance did not improve at all. He had multiple fractures on his body, three of his ribs were broken, and his nose bridge was crooked, but the wound that almost killed him was on the top of his head. He must have been injured by a blunt weapon, and then left here to wait for death.

With the help of the healing spell, the wound quickly recovered, and Sam slowly opened his eyes. Zhao Mai used natural force to create clear water and placed it on Sam's cracked lips. The little guy immediately used his breasts to suck it in, and then became a little more awake. He raised his hand and tried to touch the wound on his head, but was stopped by Zhao Mai. "Don't move around, it's not healed yet. Don't worry, you can't die with me."

"This sound is so familiar. Have I returned to Rivendell?" Sam squeezed his eyes hard.

Zhao Mai took the handkerchief handed over by gardener Long, wiped the half-hearted eyes, wiped off the blood stains on it, which allowed him to restore his vision. "Sam, can you recognize my voice? I am Tverdo. You are still in Mordo now, but you are already under my protection."

"Master Frodo!" Sam suddenly sat up and screamed, "Gurl wants to kill you!"

"Calm down, calm down, we are looking for Frodo and will find him."

Sam gasped heavily, his eyes swept over Zhao Mai, looked at the gardener Long and then looked at the reserved food, and then slowly calmed down. Zhao Mai nodded, took a piece of Legion bread and put it in Sam's hand. "You eat something to restore your strength first, we will continue to look for Frodo." He put Sam on the back of the transporting insects, and the mucus would ensure that he could sit firmly. "Sam, you are full of Legion bread behind you, but it would be enough to eat what you have in your hands. Eating too much at one time will make your body unable to bear it, and it will cause danger. Some food is, so you can rest assured and recover slowly."

Sam nodded and hurriedly said to Zhao Mai: "Guru is a cheater. He took us through the spider's nest and said it was so close. We barely passed. Mr. Frodo lost his backpack and I also lost some things, so we only had less than half of the supplies. We drove Guru away, but for some reason he came back. After apologizing, Master Frodo forgave him."

"But I don't believe that treacherous ghost, and I keep staring at him. We looked for something to eat in the camp after the orcs left, and then I was hit on my head by something and couldn't move." Sam said to Zhao Mai sadly with tears in his eyes: "The Lord of the Ring changed Master Frodo and made him cold. Guru said that I was dead and needed to bury it quickly to prevent the stench from attracting the orcs. Master Frodo believed his slander and stumbled away. It was Guru who smashed a lot of boxes on me. His cunning eyes exposed his heart. He knew that I was still alive at that time! Later I was so angry that I didn't know how long they left."

"From the wound, time is only one day. You are really lucky, Sam." Zhao Mai immediately glanced at the reserve grain: "Where did they go?"

The reserve grain shook his head and ran to Sam, with his nose arched his half-hearted chest. Sam took it out and took out a small cloth bag from the deepest pocket. "Do you want this? I can't give it to you. This is Rivendale's oak seeds and a little salt from Charles. Unfortunately, there is no rabbit stewed, otherwise it will taste great if we use our Charles' salt!"

"It turns out that you are following Sam by the smell of oaks." Zhao Mai touched the back of the reserved grain and praised: "It's very smart, very smart."

The reserved grain licked Zhao Mai's hands, and his warm tongue felt itchy. Sam was close to him, so Zhao Mai could smell a little weak smell. After asking, he realized that after the group arrived in Roslorien through the Moria mine, Kelantriel prepared clothes for them to avoid tracking and also used magic to avoid dark power detection. Therefore, all the orcs moved, using various means such as wolves, but they still could not find the two half-lings.

"But Master Frodo has nothing on him. He always said that the ring was too heavy and he couldn't walk, so I took everything off his body. He seemed not afraid of the cold and only wore a thin set of underwear." Sam said, "Good dog, can you still find his smell?"

The reserve grain shook his head and turned around in circles to sniff. Suddenly, his ears stood up, his nose sniffed on Sam's wound, and then he jumped up excitedly, waving his tail and shouted twice.

Zhao Mai also understood: "Sam's blood has a smell, and it must have stuck to Frodo or Guru. There is only a distance of half a day at most, and the smell cannot dissipate. They can't go far! Chase!"
Chapter completed!