On the same night, in the desert, several injured figures were kneeling on the ground.
"Dodge, you are seriously injured." A rock, a person, and a pair of legs were dangling in front of the rock. The person on the rock asked: "How is his strength?"
"Very strong, so strong that I don't know how to describe it."
The man on the rock was still shaking his legs out of boredom and said, "Then tell me the battle process in detail."
The five Dodgers detailed the battle one by one. The face of the man sitting on the rock became solemn, and his shaking legs stopped. He said: "This man has such strength, just with the Ice Flower,
Just scatter your skeleton killers?"
"Yes." Thinking of that scene, Dodge was still sweating coldly, and said, "That guy's magic power is simply unfathomable. It's completely... you can completely use the word 'monster' to describe him."
"Monster." The man on the rock flashed his eyes, with an expression of interest on his face: "I would like to see what kind of 'monster' he is. Have you figured out his identity?"
Dodge knelt down and shook his head: "No, he refused to say, saying that we were not qualified to ask about his identity and let more powerful people ask him. However, his appearance is somewhat different from what Mr. An described. He is not white.
Hair, it’s black hair.”
"Oh~!"
Dodge said, "Could it be the wrong person?"
"No." The man on the rock said: "If he is not the person Landing said, how could he say such a thing? He obviously knew that we were going to plot against him."
"So are you going to do it yourself? Or should you wait until Mr. An and the others arrive before deciding?"
The man on the rock said: "Landing and the others will arrive soon, but since he has entrusted me with this matter, how can I tell him such a result? Doesn't this make him look down upon?"
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Bonfires in the desert always look special and different. They are jubilant and bright, and the firelight shines on their faces in the dark night, giving them a unique smell. Most of the people in the convoy have fallen asleep, and only some of the vigilantes are still bored in front of the fire.
Stirring the bonfire.
"Hey, have something to eat." A night watchman took some food and kicked his companion who was leaning against the carriage shaft. The food was freshly cooked, and it was much more delicious than those dry flour biscuits and meat pieces.
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Not far from the bonfire was Bing Zhixie's small tent, but he did not sleep in the tent, but sat on the sand dunes and watched the moon.
There was only one crescent moon left in the moon tonight. It was the end of August, and in two days it would be a new month. He couldn't sleep, and when he saw the moon, he thought of Linda, and Linda's moonlight unicorn, especially
I thought about it even more after meeting Ruola today.
The sound of footsteps stepping on the yellow sand came from the side. Bing Zhixie turned around and took a look. It turned out to be Tyson, the head of the Schaller family. Tyson stopped next to Bing Zhixie, took out a box of cigarettes and handed it to him.
Rooted in front of Bing Zhixie.
Bing Zhixie raised her right hand to indicate that she didn't smoke. Tyson lit one for himself, took a deep breath, then squatted down and asked, "You don't mind if I smoke."
Bing Zhixie smiled as a sign of expression. In fact, he was surprised that Tyson would come to him.
Tyson looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, shook his head and said, "The moon is not beautiful tonight. I prefer a big, full moon."
Bing Zhixie still smiled and remained noncommittal.
"I heard from Toast Bear before that your name is Celeste Bingzhixie, right?"
"yes."
"I know you." Tyson stared at Bing Zhixie with his small light blue eyes, showing a bit of caution: "You have killed many people, many, many, haven't you?"
Bing Zhixie's expression suddenly became serious, and his dark eyes seemed to become darker. He said nothing because he could not deny that he had indeed killed people, and... a lot.
"Listen, I only agreed to let you join the team because of the relationship between Toast Bear and Alice, but I don't want anything to happen in my team, so you'd better be honest." Tyson
The words were warning and very unfriendly: "I know you are very capable, but you'd better not make the wrong decision. My status in the Magic Guild has some weight. If you offend me, you will not get any good results, and you may even be punished.
You die again!"
Bing Zhixie's face turned ugly, but he still put on a forced smile and said, "I won't do it."
Tyson nodded and stood up: "Very good." He threw the cigarette butt on the ground, stepped into the sand and extinguished it, and then left.
The expression on Bing Zhixie's face was stiff, but the look in her eyes gradually dimmed.
Not long after Tyson left, someone else came over.
"If...Eternion."
Ruola looked at Tyson's leaving figure and asked Bingzhixie: "Why did Mr. Schaller come to you? Do you know him?"
"I don't know, he just came to talk to me about something." Bing Zhixie deliberately didn't look at her, turned his eyes to the side and said, "It's so late, why haven't you rested yet?"
Ruola walked to him, with an apology in her eyes: "I...I came to see you. During the day..."
Bing Zhixie patted the sand on his robe and said, "It's getting late. I'm going to bed. Good night." He stood up and left before Ruola could finish her words.
Ruola stood on the sand and lowered her head sadly, and then left sadly after a while.
Early the next morning, just after dawn, the people in the motorcade had already packed up their things and made breakfast. Ruola was dressed and put on her miter, but her face was a little tired, as if she had not slept well last night.
However, when he smelled the aroma of bone soup floating in the camp, he smiled and immediately took out his cutlery and lunch box from the tent, found the master who made the soup, filled a box, and went to find Bing Zhixie.
But when she found the place where Bing Zhixie and Alice were camping, there was only an open space left, and the people and tents were gone. She was stunned, thinking that Bing Zhixie had already packed up her things and was about to arrive.
Looking for him in the nearby crowd, he saw Fuzzy running over happily.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Sister Ruola, why are you here? I'm looking for you." Fuzi took Ruola's hand and left, saying:
"Come with me, Sister Ruola, I have delicious food there, much better than bone soup."
"Wait." Ruola stopped and asked, "Fuzi, have you seen Celeste and that girl?"
"Are you talking about those two people yesterday? They left long ago."
"gone!?"
Fuzzy nodded and said, "Yes. They came to say goodbye to my father before dawn, and they didn't take any food that my father wanted to give them."
Ruola held the lunch box in her hand tighter, her eyes turning reddish.
"Sister Ruola, what's wrong with you?" Fuzi asked concernedly when he saw her expression was ugly.
Ruola shook her head: "It's okay. Fuz, you can go and eat by yourself, I have no appetite."
"Oh." Fuzi touched his head and watched Ruola leave without knowing why. Thinking that Ruola was here to find Bing Zhixie, he immediately raised his eyebrows and cursed: "Damn it, it must be the person who provoked Ruola yesterday.
My sister is sad. When I see him again, I will make him look good!"
Ruola stood alone on the sand dune, her heart full of grievances and sadness. She just wanted to apologize for her 'mean' words yesterday, but Bing Zhixie seemed to refuse to give her this chance. This unforgivable feeling made her
She felt very sad.
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The dawn of dawn also appeared in the black forest, but it was only two hours later than in the desert. Hayate sat up from the bed with eyes blank, and after sitting for a while, he turned to look at the two hanging on the other end of the bed by Grundo.
socks, and immediately frowned.
He was suffocated by foot odor all night. He was okay when he fell asleep, but when he woke up his face turned green. He quickly jumped out of bed and ran to the balcony outside the small door on the second floor to take a big breath of fresh air. He turned around and was about to return to the room.
, was immediately choked back by the stench in the room, and cursed: "Your mother, what does this smell like? Damn, my feet are soaked to death!"
But it was getting dark now, and according to the agreement, they had to leave as soon as it was dawn. Hayate had no choice but to take a deep breath, hold his nose and run into the house, pick up his clothes and quickly ran out, wearing all his clothes and pants on the balcony.
Okay. He shook his head vigorously and patted his face to wake himself up. This morning, although it was the autumn season where summer and autumn intersect, it was still very cold at the bottom of this abyss.