Dragon Zero

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In the northern part of the mainland, the wind and snow have not faded, and there is a world of snow and silver in the mountains. The sky here is still bright, and the wind-blown sand falling from the meteorite is still far away. The return of the benevolent servants of Venetian came to this familiar place, looking at the heavy snow in the sky. He shuddered: "This weather doesn't feel very good. Is there a new snowstorm coming?" I don’t know if the teacher is here. Although the natural disaster is coming, it’s time for her activity, but she is getting older. It’s better to take a good rest.”

The thatched wooden hut at the foot of the mountain was strengthened and expanded than when he came back the second time. Seeing the white smoke curling on the chimney, Venetin breathed a sigh of relief and walked towards the house in the snow.

"Teacher. Teacher, I'm back. Teacher. Are you at home?" The room was dark, with fire in both the fireplace and the hearth, and Venetin shook the snow on her body, circling around the room, but I didn't see it. When he came to the teacher, he felt strange: "What is the teacher doing outside?"

I sat by the fire and waited for a while. The clothes on my body and the fluffy coat hanging on the side shelf were all toasted. The normally stable Venetian could not sit still: "It must be old, nothing will happen. What's the matter? Well, go out and find." Just about to go out again, and just happened to come back when the mysterious old lady came back. Venetin stepped forward to support her in three or two steps: "Teacher, I just came back. You sit down."

He carefully supported the mysterious old woman to lie down on the rocking chair by the ground fire, and moved a small wooden bench to sit opposite. When he saw the teacher came back, he didn't say a word, his face was not very good, he asked with concern: "What's wrong with the teacher? Seeing you look sulking."

The mysterious old woman really breathed in her words, only asked: "Did you see that man?"

"It took a bit of twists and turns to see you. The man needs our help."

"Oh." The mysterious old woman sneered quite displeasedly: "Now I know to ask for help? When I left the Illuminati, it was so decisive! I can't forget my old bone, I'm all about to die Now, I was thinking of using me again before I died."

"Uh..." Venetin softly coaxed: "What makes the teacher so angry. Wasn't it a pleasure to hear that person contacted before? Whoever got the teacher, I will definitely teach you a lesson he!"

The mysterious old woman said with a straight face: "Well, who else can make the old woman so angry, isn't it the **** guys in the holy garden? How dare those **** use that thing to resist the sky-tribulation! Alright~"

"Teacher heard about something outside?" asked Venetin: "You are talking about the'Ultimate Weapon' in Yuetiaoxia?"

The mysterious old woman was so angry and angry: "That's our weapon, the "ultimate weapon" created by our ancestors of the Illuminati to fight their "truth faction"! They dare to use our creation to vainly use our creation to fight the catastrophe of heaven Fight for glory for the support and support of those ignorant civilians. It's shameless and shameless! If I knew that there was still an'ultimate weapon' hidden by them, they would never let them use it~!"

Dunedin said nothing in silence. He knew his teacher was angry because of the Holy Garden, and no one could persuade, only to wait for her to be angry.

The mysterious old woman scolded for a while, and then gradually suffocated. She turned back and said, "You continue to talk about yours."

"Yes." Venetin recalled what he had said before, and then said: "The man agreed to return to light, teacher, look..."

"It would be good if I could come back, I am not angry." The old woman said: "I will deal with the follow-up of this matter, and you should continue to deal with the matter of the sand temple. There are more than two months in June, the meteorite The climate change brought about by natural disasters does not know whether the solar eclipse in June can be seen in the desert."

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In the Feiyun area, the Qianling tribe under the Qianling Waterfall is peaceful and joyful. The smiling women play in the tribal yard, play in the water pool under the waterfall, or happily give you the newly picked March. Raspberry. These days they are too happy, too happy, without nightmare all night, all night without worry about fetal death, no shadows are suppressed in the days of their hearts, they love it too much, from their birth, It has never been so easy and happy.

Qia's injury was already healed, and Tuo Xia was talking with a group of young girls around the grandmother. The grandmother sat on the big rock among the crowd and heard each of them tell the story of their hunting. Lorraine and Vaida, who lived in the small building, also came. They were invited guests to come to the banquet that is now held every day. Lorraine is about to give birth in a short time. Her belly is bulging. Everyone knows that her belly is gestating a new life, a new beginning, no longer any burdened life. And Kun looked at all this quietly, holding her half-armed boned hand with crippled hands, looking at all the joy here quietly and comfortably, then slowly thinking of the man again in her thoughts, that changed the whole The man of the tribe.

One person came back today. Under this rare bright sky, the tribal witch doctor came back. This is a person wearing a witch's pointed hat, a tall man, a long dark purple hair draped on her hips, green eyes, a simple makeup, and a burgundy robe wrapped her body , But it’s still hard to conceal her sculpted figure. She holds a long boxwood stick in her hand. The pestle has become her walking aid on the ground. There is a little plush guy next to her, probably she Pets.

The witch doctor came back, and the group boiled again. Everyone came around and chattered around her. The witch doctor was a little overwhelmed by this joyous atmosphere. Every time she came back in her memory, even if she encountered something more happy, everyone would have two points of uneasiness on her face. She knew the origin of the uneasiness. The terrible'fetal demon' in my mouth, now I can't feel it at all.

Everyone couldn't wait to tell her the reason for this change until she heard the story from ear to ear.

"You said that the'fetal demon' that has been affecting you was solved?" The witch doctor was taken aback. "What the **** is going on, can you elaborate to me?"

Grandma Clan pulled Kun Dao: "Then let Kun talk about it, she knows the things best."

"Kun, your hand... what's wrong?" The witch doctor saw the white bone palm exposed under the fur wrapped in Kun's hand, and there was only a little muscle and muscle adhesion on it, keeping the palm bone intact.

Kun gave the witch doctor a complete account of the whole story, and many of the tribes present heard the whole story for the first time.

The witch doctor could not speak for a long time, and sighed for a long time: "I have not stayed in the Qianling tribe for a long time. I have studied your illness for a long time. I have thought about many reasons, but I did not expect the "fetal demon". It’s caused like this. I’ve been to the jungle monument in the northeast, and there was a secret place like that in the depth of the monument. Alas~ I’m still a doctor, if I can find it earlier, maybe you won’t have to suffer so much. bitter."

The grandmother persuaded: "Witch doctors don't have to blame themselves. If you had taught us to use Xanthoxylum to protect the lives of pregnant women and fetuses, and replaced them with our previous treatment methods, we still don't know how many tribes and unborn children will die. You will never forget the kindness of the Qianling tribe.

The witch doctor said quickly: "Clan grandma doesn't have to say that, I'm also counted as half a thousand Ling people, these things are what I should do. Kun, I will find a way to heal your hand for you, wait for me to check it for you Take a look. In addition, I want to see the mysterious place in the jungle. When your conditions permit, I also invite you to take me to the secret realm."

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