Dragon Zero

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The wind, drifting on the lonely desert, the lone blast wind sitting on the cliff, Qin left and her husband Harvey Garcia married into the water country, and from that moment, the wind suddenly felt empty of heart, I seem to have lost the most important things in my heart. The younger sister who always relied on him seemed not to belong to herself from now on.

At the wedding, he smiled and did not want his sister to be sad. Harvey was a good man. He knew that his sister would get a good home after marrying this man, which was better than being a robber in the desert all day long. But he was uncomfortable, as if he was the only one in the sky overnight. He didn't want his brother to see how sad he was now, so he hid alone on the cliff. But his brothers who didn't open their eyes wanted to see his embarrassed expression at this time.

"Hey, I said, boss, what are you doing sitting here alone? You usually like to have fun the most, but that's not it."

The wind saw the five brethren who came by, and turned their faces to the side quickly.

"What's wrong with you, Boss, see what we're looking back at." Jus, wearing round-frame glasses, winked at the tiny Chak.

Chuck noticed that he ran across the wind and turned his head: "Hey, Boss, why are your eyes red, do you cry?"

"No."

"No tears, why are your eyes red?"

The wind rubbed his eyes and said: "The sand is blowing into the eyes."

"Really?" Chuck didn't say: "You've never seen you blinded by sand before."

The wind blew into anger: "I said that sand has entered my eyes, what are you talking about!"

The brethren all grinned badly, squeezing their eyebrows and saying, "We understand that sand will always get into your eyes at this time."

The wind glared at them and got up and patted on the **** said: "Huh, you are endless. I have no time to make trouble with you, I have a nap."

Big bald head, Luo said: "Boss, you are not interesting like this, we are very sad when the piano is gone, so we came up to chat with you and unravel the mood. Is a heart."

"Who wants you to explain, I don't need it." The wind swept his gaze on Gurondo: "Gurondo, whoever controls you."

Gu Rondo looked like he didn't hear anything, looking at the sky and whistling: "Boo boo..."

Jus and Xuesha sat down on the shoulders of the wind, and the strong Luo was stuck in the back.

"What are you doing?"

Xuesha said: "I said the boss, Qin is a woman, I am also a woman, I know the woman's mind best. What is the woman most looking forward to? Marry a good husband, just like I married Yus, Yus this person It’s not good, but it’s good for me."

Yoss smiled and nodded and said, "Yeah, yeah." Suddenly, he was stunned and said with a straight face: "What's wrong with me? Where is your husband?"

"Don't interrupt!" Xuesha glared at Yous, and immediately disappeared. Xuesha continued: "Our observation during this time, Harvey Garcia is not bad, has a reputation and status, and is also very good for the piano. You should be happy for the piano."

"Am I not happy?" Blast said very unhappy.

Xuesha said: "You think about it, think about the happy life of Qin in the water country. Harvey is considerate and caring for the piano. Qin, playing sweater at home, watering flowers, sprinkling water, every day Her life is very peaceful and happy. When she goes on the street, the neighbors will call her Mrs. Harvey, maybe she will wear an apron and go to the street to buy food. Within a few months, Mrs. Harvey's belly will gradually grow bigger Now, who will write a letter to whom? To her child’s uncle. The letter and an invitation will be sent here, and the child’s uncle is invited to go to them and drink the child’s Full Moon Wine..."

The wind listened to Xuesha's picture, and a smile appeared on his face. When he talked about the child, he was uncle, his eyes were full of scenery.

Xuesha said for a long time, and finally said: "So, boss, don't be sad now, because we will go to the country of Water to see your nephew soon."

With a smile, Shifeng looked back at his brethren and said to Xuesha: "Well, you can say. What are you waiting for? I'm going to be uncle. You still don't want a way to give gifts to your children?"

Everyone's face was discolored: "Isn't it boss, you have to give a gift again? We just finished the problem you gave last time. Come back?"

"Of course, I am the child's uncle, aren't you?" Blast pointed at them and said: "Who told you to come to see my joke, no one wants to run."

Several brothers complained to each other: "Who asked you to come up and do business."

"That's right, if it's in trouble now."

Hayate said: "This time, I don't ask for such a high gift last time. Just make the child happy."

Everyone sighed with relief and immediately raised their hearts again: "Make the child happy!?"

"No, boss." Chuck said with a crying face: "Last time you said that every gift we sent must let Qin receive the gift, the smile on his face should not be less than ten seconds, which is enough perverted . This child...how did the newly born child know that he was upset."

The wind blew up and became the boss's temper: "I don't care, anyway, you pass the news on, every brother has to reach it. In short, when the child receives the gift, he must laugh...Laugh for five seconds, otherwise you will wait See me packing you up."

"Perverted, you are perverted!!!" The brothers cried out with their hair madly mad, a few cleverly ran down the mountain with their ears covered, and yelled while running: "I didn't hear, I didn't have anything Hear..."

The few people were gone, and there were only two people on the cliff, Blast and Gurondo.

"Why don't you leave, is there something else?"

"It's about Hefimi." Gurondo approached and said: "It has been so many days, we can't keep her in the desert all the time. And I don't think she wants to stay here, always thinking Find your identity back to your family."

Hayate said: "You didn't tell her her identity?"

Gurondo shook his head: "But do you really want to keep hiding? She has the right to know her identity."

"Do you want her to know?" Blast said again: "Your father was killed by someone. You should understand what happens when she knows the truth. That will definitely make her very painful. You should know that in the Black Forest , She chose to commit suicide."

Gurondo hesitated: "It's too hard to let her know the truth, but maybe she will remember it one day."

"That's her destiny. But at least for now, I don't think she should be informed."

"But she is an adult, you can't restrict her movements, she will go to the doctor to cure her amnesia unless you want to imprison her."

The wind was lost in thought.

Gulang Duo said: "Actually I have been thinking about it these days, maybe I have a way."

...

Empty mountain valley forest, a waterfall in the distance, a lonely wooden cabin, a black cloth wagon parked next to the wooden cabin. The wooden house is very simple, built of logs, covered with moss, it has been some years.

The door of the chalet was open, and an elderly woman bending over was cleaning her home. Suddenly she heard a crisp griffin sound, looked up, and a flying shadow in the sky was flying towards here.

The griffin fell, and fell in the woods not far from the wooden house. Venetin jumped from the back of the griffin and came to the wooden house: "Teacher."

The mysterious old woman put down her broom and gathered her Jane's clothes: "Come in and sit down."

The room was small, with low wooden chairs and old wooden tables in the room. There was a brazier in the middle of the house, and a pot of water was suspended from the brazier. Venetin picked up a stool and sat down by the brazier, reaching for the fire.

After a while, the old woman came out of the cubicle, holding a wooden cup in her hand, and put some soybeans, sesame, tea, **** and some salt in the cup. She lifted the hanging kettle, made a cup of tea, and handed it to the hands of Venetin: "Come, drink tea, the valley is cold, drink some **** tea to drive away the cold, and warm the stomach."

Venetin took it with both hands: "Thank you teacher."

The old woman also took a chair and sat down, said: "Isn't that right? The members of the Illuminati are equal, there is no identity between the mentor and the disciple, only you Venetin and me Drisko."

"But here is your home. There is no Illuminati identity here, only teachers and students."

The old woman sighed: "Well, I can't say your stubbornness. How come you think of coming to me and knowing that I am at home."

Venetin smiled and said, "I'll pass by nearby, and I'll come here to try your luck. Your body is okay."

"I'm so old, where can I go?"

"Don't say that, teacher. Oh, I brought you your favorite red wheat." With a move in his hand, two snakeskin bags were placed on the ground.

The old woman smiled: "Thanks for your heart, I still remember eating red wheat the most. Well, put things here."

Venetin laughed: "When I was a child, my teacher used red wheat to grind the red wheat cake and red wheat cake. The red rice cake was the best. I still remember it freshly. But I haven’t eaten it for many years. I hope that today Can you try it?"

The old woman said: "Red wheat cake is not a rare thing. Farmers in the north often eat this. Although it is not so north here, the pastry shop in the city is also sold and can be eaten at any time."

"But those are not made by the teacher, you can't eat the taste of childhood no matter how you eat them."

The old woman was warm in her heart: "Okay, I will make it for you later, but you have to help me grind the wheat."

"Of course, is that little grinding disc still there?"

"It's sitting in the house, what's the anxiety, seeing you greedy." The old woman smiled comfortably: "If you come to the teacher's house, there must be something else?"

"We don't talk about me, but about you first. I heard you sent that dress out?"

The old woman said: "That dress is precious, but something must be used by someone, and it must not be allowed to rot in the warehouse to grow mold."

Venetin laughed: "That dress will not rot or mold. Who did you give it to?"

"You should have seen this person's name in the newspaper, Celeste Bingzhixie," the old woman said.

"It's him!" Venetin said in amazement: "But he is dead, should you take the clothes back? If the clothes are seen by the people in the Holy Land, it's trouble."

The old woman chuckled and said with some contempt: "Who else in the Holy Garden can recognize this dress, even if they let the twelve sages look at each other, they will not recognize it."

Venetin said: "But Silest is dead, you should take it back."

"Dead? Do you think he really died?"

Venetin wondered: "Aren't you?"

The old woman said: "He is dead, but he is still alive. I don't think he is a person who will die early. How can he die like this?"

Venetin was even more puzzled: "Teacher, how do you know he is alive?"

The old woman stretched out her wrinkled hands and roasted in front of the brazier, laughing: "Of course I know he is still alive, because not long ago I saw him and gave him a new pet, Mithril Moon Shadow Dragon."

Venetin was startled: "You sent the moonlight dragon eggs? What about the corona dragon eggs."

The old woman said: "It was given to another person, the young man of the Christine family, the one named Bemoyer."

Venetin said: "Do you know what those two dragons mean, can they hatch the dragons? If you can't hatch the two dragons within a year, it's an effort to give up."

"Hey, hey." The old woman smiled and said: "The old lady is still pretty accurate. The two dragons have not reached their hands yet, and they came out by themselves."

Venetin's expression converged: "In this way, these two dragons are destined to be nurtured by them. We have to grasp the future journey of these two people. After catalyzing their accelerated growth with special dragon blood, these two One of the dragons must die in the hands of the other dragon, and it depends on luck if he can complete it." He paused and said again: "But teacher, I listen to your tone just now, as if to Silest ·Bing Zhixie knows a lot, and you give him too many things, this is not in line with our purpose."

The old woman smiled and said: "I know more about him than he does. As for giving him too much, it is because his master entrusted me to take care of him."

"His master?"

"Siegfried Kula."

"Oh, it's her." Venetin said, "Kula, I don't seem to have heard of her for a long time."

The old woman was rather sad: "She told me before she left that if she failed to return at the agreed time, it would mean that she was dead. She is a contract-abiding person and she should have returned on time, but I haven’t come back now. Alas, there are fewer and fewer Sudmits. For Bing Zhixie’s child, we owe him too much. If it were not for us, he would not become an orphan. "

"Teacher, you think of Sudmit's massacre again."

The old woman said: "In the past, no matter who was right or who was wrong, in short, it was up to us. If it wasn’t for our Illuminati, people had been coming to escape the sacred killing of the holy garden, hiding in the Sudmit family, and persuading them to join The Illuminati will not lead to the tragedy at that time."

Venetin took the teacher's old hand and appeased, "Teacher, you shouldn't think so. Our Illuminati is not an evil organization. It is voluntary for them to join the Illuminati, and they have always been joined for thousands of years. The Illuminati did not exist since then."

"I know."

Venetin thought for a while and said, "I still want you to see something that pleases you." As the space magic flashed again in my hand, the **** red lotus appeared in his hand: "Teacher, what is this?"

The old woman narrowed her eyebrows: "Well! Crying blood red lotus, this thing that has been lost for thousands of years, how did you find it?"

Venetin said: "I will talk to you later, but you should remember what day is next?"

"Next year?" The old woman thought for a while, and suddenly said: "Ah, the eclipse comes out, the wind blows, and the forty-four-year cycle is limited; the heavens cry, Huang Shashen, and Longqisha Temple in June. Food is the day when the sand temple comes out!"

"Teacher, with the key of weeping blood red lotus, you can open the bottom of the sand temple and enter the real sand temple. You know, there is something we have always wanted to get back."

The old woman was a little excited to suppress: "Yes, there is something in the Yuange that we have lost for a long time. That thing is too important for us."

"Not only that." With a smile, Venetin took another thing out of the space. It was a giant painting called "Heaven in Dream".

"This is..." The old woman moved her magic and rolled the side of the scroll in the house: "Is this "The Kingdom of Heaven"?"

Venetin nodded: "I think this is the "Picture of Heaven", but I haven't thought of a way to make it show its true appearance. But it doesn't matter, as long as the blood red lotus is there, we can open the Tongtian Tower at any time. That is the only way to reach the Kingdom of Clouds. One of the two roads to heaven."

The old woman couldn't hide her excitement, her arms were shaking: "Tongtian Tower, the ten long-lost forbidden places, Rainbow City, City of Heaven!"

"Teacher, don't be excited," Venetin closed the picture scroll and said: "There is another thing that pleases you, that person contacted us." Just in such a small cabin with only two of them, Venetin Still choosing to lean into the old woman's ear and whisper a few words.

The old woman was startled: "Really?"

"Well." Venetin nodded affirmatively.

The old woman sighed with relief: "It seems that we have a lot of things to do from now on."

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