Dragon Zero

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Leaving the archives, Bing Zhixie was thinking all the way. It can now be determined that in the Tubat volcano, that is, the Guzanguxi River Basin, there was indeed such a thing and such an ancient magician. However, as far as I know, there is still no clue, and the dark compass is not mentioned from the beginning to the end of the file that recorded this matter.

While walking, a burst of wheat-flavored milk scented into Bing Zhixie's nose, turning his head to look, it turned out to be a bakery. Bing Zhixie remembered this. He hadn't eaten anything since he had breakfast. He looked at the clock in the nearby store: "It's four o'clock, and it's time to have dinner later. Just have some." Entering the bakery: "Boss, buy two loaves."

"Which one do you want?" The boss carried a plate of freshly baked bread and laid out one by one.

Bing Zhixie looked at it: "Dark bread."

"Big and small?"

Ice juvenile evil ways: "a small, two." (Author: white bread is very nutritious but blood sugar levels than white bread is also fierce sugar, bread and black contrast, are more suitable for human consumption have high blood sugar.)

The boss wrapped two hot black breads in oil paper bags: "Here, a total of six silver coins."

"I want another cup of hot milk." Bing Zhixie put his hands in his pocket to get the money, but he didn't know what was scratched by something. He took it out and saw that it was the small three-headed snake snake's slough.

He casually found a stone chair under the shade of a tree and sat down. Bingzhixie ate bread while watching the snake slough in his hand. After a long time, he suddenly discovered that this snake slough is still very new: "Hey strange, Crow Yi said that the last time they encountered the three-headed python was after the eruption of the Tubat volcano, but this snake slough does not look like something that was a year or two ago."Because of thinking of Sufina, it has never been Note this. But it doesn't matter anymore, it has left Tubat Volcano anyway.

In the evening, at dinner, Alice happily said that she was learning to fly an airship today.

Hurrington asked: "Aren't there airships out there? How do you learn."

"You're stupid. They have a model that imitates the cockpit. It's actually quite simple. It will be learned in a minute."

"Yes, I'm stupid." Hurrington asked again: "Then your master Bingzhixie, why did you go today?"

"Go to the archives to check the information for a day."

Hurrington said: "No! Your kid is too boring. He only knows to be busy and serious every day. Besides asking for news, he just stays in the house and reads magic books. There is no entertainment at all. Isn't it too boring? Sometimes I should go to a fun place to have fun. You can see that I am'working' during the day and I can play at night."

Alice had always faced Hurington, but this time he heard his last sentence and nodded in agreement.

"I have my own way of life, don't impose your thoughts on me." Bing Zhixie waved his hand and called in the waiter: "Come for another chicken dinner."

"Hey, Master, what's wrong with your hand?" Alice saw a wound on Bing Zhixie's hand.

Bing Zhixie looked at it: "Oh, nothing, it was scratched by the scales on the snake."

"You haven't thrown away that piece of snake scale?"

...

The next day, in the manufacturing plant of Japeng Bird, Alice learned to fly the airship, but she was thinking about Master's ice childish things.

Kester taught for a while, seeing her like this, and asked, "What's wrong with you, Alice? You learned very well yesterday, and why are you so absent today."

Alice shook her head and said nothing.

"Take a break." Kester sat on the toolbox next to him and asked, "Do you have any concerns? Say it, maybe I can help you."

"Well, let me tell you." Alice sat beside him: "It's not really my own thing, it's my master."

"That white-haired boy?"

"Well." Alice said: "My Master has a... friend, I feel Master cares about her very much, but they are now separated in two places. When Master's birthday some time ago, the woman sent a very good The birthday gift was given to me. At that time, Master said nothing, but I felt that Master must be missing that person. Last night I saw Master staring at the birthday gift in a daze, but because we are going to travel around the world, Master thinks I won’t see her again in the future, so I want to forget what happened before, but I know that actually my Master still cares about her very much."

"It turns out that's what happened," Kester said. "But this is your Master's emotional problem. What use are you worried about?"

Alice said: "You don't know, my master is a very closed person, he will not care about a person casually, so I don't want to see him lose this feeling, I want to help him."

"So what can you do?"

Alice said: "My Master said that the recent days are her birthday, so I want to pretend to be my Master and send a gift to her."

Kester said: "You're not doing this well? It must be your Master's personal business. If you do it brashly, you might make him angry."

"It's okay, I don't worry about him being angry with me. My Master always has a fierce mouth, but he really cares about me in my heart. I know this." Alice frowned again: "But I don't know what to send. Okay, I can express Master’s feelings. I can’t write a letter. I’m worried about this now.”

Kester said: "Here, the most expressing concern and love is the flower of blood flame, which represents the eternal pursuit and enthusiasm."

"Ah, it's not that, it's not this. That person is the teacher of the college, the teacher of my master, not the one you think." Alice explained quickly.

"It's okay." Kester said: "The Flower of Blood Flame expresses care, intimacy and love, although it is mostly given to lovers. But it can also be given to relatives and teachers. Our children here will also send Blood Flame at festivals The flower to my mother, to express love for her mother."

"Is that true? Hey, this flower of blood flames listens well to the name. The person my master cares about is a fire magician."

Kester said: "The representative of the flower of blood flame is the flame of passion."

"That's great, I'll buy it later." Alice said happily.

"You want to buy, maybe not."

"why?"

Kester said: "The flower of blood flames will only grow inside the volcano. It is a food that the Warcraft Warcraft likes to eat. It is not often sold in the flower market. Occasionally some people will come to the volcano before they encounter it. And this kind of flower is very difficult to preserve like a flame. Once it leaves the volcano, the flower will wither and wither in an environment with a temperature below 270 degrees. Most people want to save it, they will use a fire magic crystal to create a box to hold it. ."

"In the volcano? I've been there a few days ago, why haven't you seen the flower you said?" Alice thought for a while and said: "Anyway, if you have it, you must get it. I'll go after a while Look at the flower market on the street, and then go to Tubat Volcano without me."

Kester was startled: "You are going to the Tubat volcano, that's not enough, the average person doesn't dare to go there."

Alice smiled: "It's okay, I've been there once, don't you think I'm sitting right next to you now. And I'm not crazy enough to go there alone, the long-horned devil can put I played terribly. The kind of self-explosion almost didn't kill me. The injury is not good. I won't go without safety guarantee."

Kester also chuckled: "You are really brave, and you dare to go again after being injured once."

Alice pointed at herself with her thumb: "I am a warrior. I lost my courage and fighting consciousness. How can I survive on the battlefield."

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