Dragon Zero

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In the same night, in the desert, several injured figures kneeled on the ground on one knee.

"Dodge, you are not hurt so badly." A rock, a person, a pair of legs dangling in front of the rock, asked from the man on the rock: "How is his strength?"

"Very strong, so strong that I don't know how to describe it."

The people on the rock were still boring their legs boringly and said, "Then let's talk about the battle process in detail."

The five Dodgers elaborated on the battle process, and the face of the person sitting on the rock became dignified, and the swaying legs stopped. He said: "This man has such strength, only by the flower of Bingling Just break up your skeleton killer?"

"Yes." Dodge thought of that scene, and he was still sweating, and said: "That guy's magic is simply unfathomable, completely... it can be described by the word "monster"."

"Monster." The man on the rock was gleaming, and his face was filled with amused expression: "I want to see what kind of "monster" he is. Have you figured out his identity?"

Dodge knelt on his knees and shook his head: "No, he refused to say that we are not qualified to ask his identity and let more powerful people ask him. But he is a little different from what Mr. Dark described. He is not white. Hair is black hair."

"Oh~!"

Dodge said, "Will you be wrong?"

"No." The man on the rock said: "If he wasn't the one Landing said, how could he say that? He obviously knew we had to secretly count him."

"So are you going to do it yourself? Or wait for Mr. Dark to come and decide?"

The man on the rock said: "Landing they will be there in a short time, but since he has entrusted me to do this, how can I tell him this result? Isn't it making him look flat?"

...

The bonfire in the desert always looks very different, jubilant and bright, the fire shining on the face in the dark, don't have a taste. Most of the people in the convoy were asleep, and only some of the vigils still bored the bonfire in front of the fire.

"Hello, have something to eat." A night watchman took some food and kicked his companion leaning against Xiaoyue's companion. The food was freshly cooked, which was much tastier than those dry noodle crackers .

Not far from the campfire was a small tent of ice childishness, but instead of sleeping in the tent, he sat on the sand dunes to watch the moon.

Tonight's month is only a few months left, and it is the end of August, and another two months later is the new month. He couldn't sleep, and when he saw the moon, he thought of Linda, and thought of Linda's moonlight unicorn, especially after meeting Jola today.

Stepping on Huangsha's footsteps came from the side, Bing Zhixie turned his head and glanced. It turned out to be Tyson, the head of the Charle family. Tyson stopped beside Bing Zhixie, took out a pack of cigarettes, and handed one to Bing Zhixie.

Bing Zhixie raised his right hand, indicating that he would not smoke. Tyson ordered one for himself and took a deep breath before squatting down and asked, "Do you mind if I smoke."

Bing Zhixie expressed with a smile, in fact, he was very surprised that Tyson would come to him.

Tyson looked up at the crescent moon in the sky and shook his head and said, "Tonight the moon is not good-looking. I prefer the full moon."

Bing Zhixie is still a smile, noncommittal.

"I heard the toast bear say you are Silest Bingzhixie, right."

"Yes."

"I know you." Tyson's small light blue eyes stared at Bingzhixie, and there was a certain level of alertness in his eyes: "You killed a lot of people, a lot of them, didn't you?"

Bing Zhixie's expression dimmed, and the dark eyes seemed to become deeper and deeper. He didn't speak because he couldn't deny that he did kill people, and... a lot.

"Listen, I'm just looking at the relationship between Toast Bear and Alice, and I agreed to join you in the team, but I don't want anything to happen in my team, so you better be honest." Tyson The words are warning and very unfriendly: "I know you are capable, but you better not make a mistake. My identity in the magic union is a bit weighty. Offended me. You don’t have good fruit to eat. You die again!"

Bing Zhixie's face became ugly, but he still smiled reluctantly and said, "I won't."

Tyson nodded and stood up: "Very good." He threw the cigarette **** on the ground, stepped into the sand and stepped out, then left.

Bing Zhixie stiffened the expression on his face, but the look in his eyes gradually faded.

Soon after Tyson left, someone came again.

"If... Itinian."

Ruola looked at the back of Tyson's departure and asked Bing Zhixie: "Why would Mr. Shale come to you? Do you know him?"

"I don't know, he just came to me to talk about something." Bing Zhixie deliberately didn't look at her, turned his eyes aside, and said, "Why are you still not taking a rest so late?"

Ruo La walked up to him, and there seemed to be apology in her eyes: "I...I'm here for you. During the day..."

Bing Zhixie patted the sand on his robe and said: "It's not too early, I'm going to sleep, good night." He waited for Ruola to finish his words and got up to leave.

Ruola stood down on the sand and bowed her head sadly. After a while, she left.

Early in the morning the next morning, the people in the team had already packed up and started breakfast. If he pulled on his clothes and put on the French crown, he was just a bit tired, and he didn't seem to sleep well last night. But when he smelled the fragrance of the big bone soup floating in the camp, he smiled, and immediately took out his tableware lunch box from the tent, and found the master who filled the soup filled with a box, and went to find Bingzhixie.

But when I saw the place where Bing Zhixie and Alice camped, there was only an empty area, and the people and the tent were gone. She was stunned, thinking that Bing Zhixie had already packed her things, and was about to find him in the nearby crowd, but she saw Foz running around happily.

"Sister Ruola, why are you here, I'm looking for you." Foz took Ruola's hand and walked, said in his mouth: "Come with me, sister Ruola, I have delicious, bigger Bone soup is much better."

"Wait." Jola stopped and asked, "Foz, did you see Silest and that girl?"

"Did you say that the two were yesterday? They had already left."

"gone!?"

Foz nodded and said, "Yeah. Before dawn, they came to say goodbye to my dad, who didn't want to give them some food."

The lunch box held in Ruola's hand was tighter, and his eyes turned red.

"Sister Ruola, what's wrong with you?" Foz asked with concern, seeing her face looking ugly.

Ruola shook her head: "It's okay. Foz, eat it yourself, I have no appetite."

"Oh." Foz touched his head, looking at Jola's departure for unknown reasons, thinking that Jola was here to find Bingzhixie, and immediately raised her eyebrows and scolded: "Damn, it must have been the person who provoke Jola yesterday My sister is sad. When I see him again, I will make him look good!"

If Ruola stood alone on the sand dunes, her heart was full of grievances and grief. She just apologized for her “mean” yesterday, but Bing Zhixie seemed to refuse to give her this opportunity. This unforgivable feeling made her She is very uncomfortable.

...

The dawn dawn also appeared in the Black Forest, only two hours later than in the desert. The wind and eyes sat up awkwardly from the bed. After sitting for a while, he turned to look at the two of Gurondo hanging on the other side of the bed. The socks immediately frowned.

I was smelted by my feet for one night, and I fell asleep, but my face turned green when I woke up. He quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the balcony outside the small door on the second floor to breathe in fresh air. He turned his head and was about to return to the room. Then he was choked back by the smell in the room and scolded: "Your mother, What kind of smell is this? Fuck, your feet are rotten!"

But it was light now, and they had to leave as soon as the light came. The wind had to take a deep breath, ran into the house with his nose pinched, picked up the clothes and ran out quickly, and put all his clothes and pants on the balcony. He shook his head hard, patted his face, and made himself awake. This morning, although it is the season of Qiuqiu where summer and autumn intersect, it is still very cold at the bottom of this abyss valley.

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