Dragon Zero

In the hospital, many severely wounded people, including Shakhan and Tusi Xiong, need to be hospitalized. Others can go back to the hotel to rest. These days, they have to go to the hospital on time. Jiying said that he helped find a hotel room and did the registration of outsiders. If there is no registration certificate, the consumption in the city will be taxed by 7%.

In less than half an hour, the person who arranged to pick them up and check in to the hotel arrived, and Bing Zhixie and others had been recuperating in the city for the next two days.

On the evening of June 28, Bing Chixie, who hadn't found Saint Ise and Rola for a day, returned to the hotel, wondering if he could ask Jiying to mobilize personnel to help find someone. With the strength of Saint Ise, I will not lie to myself. He finished the bath and was about to talk to Alice about the future. A child knocked on his door and said, "Hello, is this Mr. Celeste Bingzhixie?"

"it's me."

The boy handed a note and said: "If La wants to see you, take Alice with you at the address above."

Bing Zhixie glanced at the note: "I see, you can go." He said and handed a few gold coins for a tip.

The child was very happy and said: "Remember to put Ellie on her scales." After that, he closed the door.

Bing Zhixie pointed the fire and burned the note into the ashtray, went out of his room, and called Alice to follow the address.

After inquiring and searching all the way, I came to the ancient city of Northwest City and found the address in a short time. This is a lively holiday hotel. Three or five-story houses are built around the lake. There are detached houses and one-story houses. They are mostly desert-style garlic-shaped roof structures, with large balconies and huge buildings. Floor-to-ceiling windows. At this time it was so lively, there were people playing everywhere in and outside the lake.

Bing Zhixie asked the front desk of the hotel about the location of the room. The waiter led them to the fourth floor of a five-story building, opened the left and right gilded door, and Rora, who was sitting on the sofa and teasing the lion, jumped up immediately. , And the lion was taken aback: "Alice, Mr. Celeste!"

"Jora, you are really here." Alice ran over happily, and she was also happy to meet again shortly. After all, in this world, there are too few people worthy of Ruola's concern.

Bing Zhixie walked into the door, but didn't walk in, standing at the door looking for the person's figure. There was a person walking down the spiral staircase in the room. It was Saint Ice. He didn't have much expression on his face. He hurried his hands and waved back the waiter. Then he spoke: "Your injury doesn't seem to be a big deal."

"I'm used to it."

Hearing this, he twisted his eyebrows and seemed unhappy. Looking at other directions, he was a little dazed and said, "This is not a good habit."

Hearing his words, Bing Zhixie felt a little strange in his heart, and tentatively asked: "You...are you caring about me?"

"It's just chatting." Saint Ice retracted his gaze, looked at Bing Zhixie again, and hooked his hand: "Come upstairs with me and talk."

Bing Zhixie turned his head to look at the top of the Xuan Tower, a little hesitant: "Why can't you tell me here? What the **** are you doing?"

Saint Ice chuckled without seeing a smile: "It's too noisy here. Be quiet upstairs."

Bing Zhixie hesitated, but followed.

Upstairs is a relatively small room, but the floor-to-ceiling windows have a wider view. There is a tea table in the house near the balcony. The tea table is equipped with tea sets and a pot of tea. There are exquisite carpets on both sides of the coffee table. This kind of carpet is unique in the local area from the material used to the weaving. The caravan sells it to places thousands of kilometers away, and the price can increase hundreds of times.

The indoor temperature is very cool, the floor-to-ceiling windows are open, and Saman is surrounded by the tea table. Saint Ise sat on the tea table and made a please gesture. Bing Zhixie followed suit, and Saint Ice waved his hand and pointed a small soundproof formation to hit the ceiling, and Alice and the others downstairs could no longer hear them.

Bing Zhixie sits by the window and leaning on the balcony. Here you can see the view of the whole small lake. Those who play on the golden sand beach, the magical fireworks and colorful lights floating up from time to time, although you can’t hear them, you can feel them. Their joy.

Saint Ise poured the tea, handed him a cup, and poured another cup by himself: "Nanjia black tea, the best black tea on the mainland. There is no production here, only at the southern end of the mainland. It is a caravan that has been transported for thousands of miles. ."

Bing Zhixie took a sip and put it down.

"do not like?"

Bing Zhixie said: "In such a hot day, I would prefer to drink some ice. Is there any milk tea? Juice is also fine, milk, goat milk, camel milk are also fine."

Saint Ise suddenly laughed.

"Is this funny?" Bing Zhixie was a little unhappy.

Saint Ice stood up and said: "Wait a minute." After he went downstairs, he brought up a bunch of iced drinks and a fruit plate, and at the same time put the tea aside: "What you want to meet, you choose. "

Bing Zhixie frowned and looked at him, then looked at the drink on the table, and asked, "What the **** are you asking me to do?"

"Nothing, if you want to go, you can go now. Bring your friends." Saint Ice said casually.

"Hey, you..." Bing Zhixie realized that he really had no reason to be annoyed. He calmly said, "You tied my friend here to let me come here to pick her up again?"

"Yes."

Bing Zhixie was stunned, before he thought he would admit it that way, he couldn't help but sneered and said, "Are you kidding me?"

"Yes."

Bing Zhixie stared at him for a long time, then got up and left.

Saint Ice didn't stop him, instead he took a glass of watermelon juice on the table and drank it, and spooned the pulp out to eat.

Bing Zhixie who walked to the top of the stairs stopped again, stayed for two seconds and walked back: "You are okay, I have something else. You...you..." He clearly had a lot of questions in his heart, and he couldn't remember. What are the doubts to ask. Maybe it was so angry that I didn't know where to ask.

Saint Ice drank the watermelon juice, and took another glass of fruit juice to taste, as if he hadn't heard him at all.

Bing Zhixie was really annoyed. Just when he was about to have an attack, he suddenly wondered why he was going to get angry, as long as there was no such person in the room. When he wanted to open this floor, he instead sat back on the tea table, picked up the milk tea and fruit, should eat and drink. With a cup of milk tea, and a handful of grapes, St. Ice, who was sitting opposite, finally spoke: "In the end, Porto Cascije was defeated by you?"

Bing Zhixie wanted to learn to ignore him, but he felt that it was too naive to do so. He wasn't Alice, so how could he suddenly become like a child. But he was really upset with the person in front of him, and he replied nonsense: "How do you know?"

Saint Ice looked at Guopan and said: "Some things are always easy to spread to everyone, especially when I went to places like Apple Island Villa."

Bing Zhixie suddenly raised his eyes and stared at him and said: "That person he said is you. White hair, Bing Magic, and said that he is very similar to me... You are the one who betrayed him!"

"The word betrayal is inaccurate, I don't like it, but... it doesn't matter."

"You admit it?"

"You majored in the ice department, to what extent have you learned?" Saint Ice asked not to answer.

Bing Zhixie said unhappily again: "Can we ask one question and one answer? Don't always divert the topic."

Saint Ice said: "There are some questions that don't need to be answered, and you are not a fool."

Bing Zhixie said: "Then have an open and honest conversation. You seem to be very interested in Ruola. When I was on the seventh floor of the temple, I felt that when she changed, it affected you and also affected me. Are you? Know why this is?"

"I know."

Bing Zhixie looked forward to his continued speaking.

Saint Ice asked, "Do you know the tears of Apache?"

"I've heard of it, but I haven't seen it. It seems to be a treasure of the demons."

Saint Ice nodded: "She is the tears of Apache."

Bing Zhixie was stunned for two moments, puzzled: "I didn't understand, you said she... is a treasure? No, the tear of Apache I heard is a black drop-shaped gemstone with a seal inside. A terrible monster! Rumor has it that three of the "Nine Guards" died in its hands."

Saint Ice shook his head and said: "The monsters of the year were just a container for carrying the power of'Tears of Apache', just like the girl now."

Bing Zhixie now understands: "Ruo La is a container!"

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