In the afternoon, Alice unexpectedly saw her master Bing Zhixie back. She hurriedly ran over, supported the weak master and said, "Isn't there still one day? Master, why did they release you?"
"It's released." Bingzhixie smiled bitterly: "Why do these words sound so weird to me?"
Alice helped him sit down on the sofa and said, "Why don't you lie down first. They don't know what they did to you, Master."
"They took out my bone marrow twice...ah! No, I really have to lie down." Bing Zhixie didn't want to lie down at first, but the discomfort in his body made him unbearable, so he had to lie down slowly and take a rest.
Alice complained a few words about the people in Wild Rock City, poured a glass of warm water for her master to drink first, and then asked her master if he felt any discomfort, if he was hungry, and if he wanted to eat something.
Bing Zhixie was deeply moved when he saw her taking care of him like this, but he was a little afraid to accept it. At this time, the people from Barren Rock City came, Germeni brought something into the room, and saw Alice's unkind eyes.
"What did you do? Why do you make my master so miserable every time you come back?" Alice was angry and unhappy, and she didn't give the local owner a good look.
Germeni said: "There is no big problem with your master, he is just too exhausted and too weak. As long as he rests for a period of time and takes good care of himself, he will recover. Here is the 'Marun Yar' I brought,
It is a specially made medicine in this city. Taking it can help your master quickly recover from his worn out body." He put the antique wooden vial in his hand on the table and said, "This vial can be used twenty times, each time.
Use 50 grams at a time and drink it with boiling water, once every three days. With Bing Zhixie’s current condition, it will take about three doses to recover, and the rest will be treated as a gift and apology from this city.”
"Can this work?" Alice picked up the Erlenmeyer flask and shook it. There was powder inside. The mouth of the bottle was sealed, but there was a twisting mechanism. After turning, the powder was sprinkled like pepper.
Shake it out.
Germeni said to Bing Zhixie: "I won't disturb your rest. If necessary, just tell the waiter."
"This old man, can't you put a smile on your face when you talk?" Alice put down the bottle and said to Bing Zhixie: "Master, please rest while I go get a pot of boiling water to make medicine for you to drink."
"Yeah." Bing Zhixie responded feebly.
'Marunyaer' is a golden jade-like powder. When washed with boiling water, a peculiar milky fragrance wafts out. "This medicine is so good. I want to take it when I smell it." Alice and others
After the medicine cooled for a while, I took it to the master and asked him to take it.
Bing Zhixie sat up and took the cup: "I'll do it myself."
Alice had no choice but to watch from the side, stood for a while, and said, "I'll go get something to eat. Master, what do you want to eat?"
"casual."
After going out, Alice asked the waiter to deliver the meal, and happened to run into Bimoye. She pretended not to see it and walked past Bimoye, but was stopped.
"Your Highness Princess, don't you stop and talk to me for a while?"
"Princess? What princess? Which princess?" Alice still pretended not to know: "Can you please stay out of my way? I have something else to do."
Bimoyer only said: "Princess Alice, there is no point in pretending anymore."
Alice chuckled: "You, you recognized me. Long time no see, hello."
Bimoye looked at her with eyes as red as glass and said, "Princess, why are you here?"
"Ah, I think it's fun, come here and play."
"Yeah?"
"Hmm, yes."
"Where is Celeste Bingzhixie?" Bimoye asked again.
"He...he...isn't he dead? Why do you ask me?"
Bimoye said: "But I heard that he and the princess came to Barren Rock City together, and it was a month ago."
Alice couldn't hide it anymore and said angrily: "Why do you ask me when you already know?"
"I want to meet him."
Two people, with the same white hair and different eyes, sat across from each other quietly in the room, saying nothing for a while.
Bing Zhixie took a sip of milk coffee and licked the juice on her lips. Finally, someone spoke first.
"You still like to drink milk-flavored things as before." Bimoye ate the black tea and put down the porcelain cup.
"Huh?" This sentence somewhat surprised Bing Zhixie.
Bimoye said: "Although that incident caused problems between you and them, they still mention you occasionally, especially Luo."
"Are they okay?" Bing Zhixie also spoke.
"not good."
There was no word again for a while.
Bimoye said: "Luo almost died, and Wayne's whereabouts are unknown, so there may be more dangers." He looked at Bing Zhixie's expression, and there was no change on Bing Zhixie's face. This was within his expectation, but
There is some disappointment.
"You have mood swings." Bing Zhixie kept holding the milk coffee. After drinking all the milk, he put down the cup and looked up at Bimoye.
Bimoye's hand on his leg moved uncomfortably. This feeling made him uncomfortable. He sighed: "I also found that I have become fragile. I was not like this before."
Bing Zhixie said again: "You talk more."
Bimoye stopped talking.
"Have you become vulnerable?" Bing Zhixie asked back.
Bimoye frowned, and his expression returned to his natural expression and became stern: "You have also changed. Your way of speaking has become more aggressive than before. You are also more... withdrawn than before."
Alice hid in a nearby room and eavesdropped on the conversation between the two of them. She thought to herself, "Is Master more withdrawn than before?" She touched her chin, raised her neck and thought, "Why don't I feel that?"
Bing Zhixie smiled lightly and called out, "Pour me another cup of coffee with milk."
"Oh." Alice quickly came out from behind the door, took the cup, poured a cup of brewed coffee, added milk and some sugar, hurriedly put it on the table, and then hid in the room and watched secretly.
Bimoye's expression changed slightly, becoming full of mixed feelings and thoughtful.
Bingzhixie said: "Your emotions change a lot."
Bimoye also smiled lightly: "I don't need to hide it."
"Not covering up is the best covering up."
Bimoye said: "Let's not test each other anymore, although I kind of like this feeling of competition."
Bing Zhixie leaned against the sofa cushions: "You no longer resist seeing me."
"People's moods always change."
"Then let's talk about something."
"What to talk about?"
"The story of your visit to the Forest of Warcraft."
Bimoye smiled and said: "You know. Then why don't you talk about the story after your 'death'?"
It was late at night, and Bimoye had no intention of leaving, but Bing Zhixie was already sleepy. Bing Zhixie drank a cup of black coffee to refresh himself and said, "It's hard to imagine that you and I would sit here and talk for so long."
"Your current physical condition does not allow the use of force to compete," Bimoye said.
"I'm tired of pointless fighting."
The two of them drank quietly and were speechless for a while. But when their eyes collided, they said at the same time: "Then let's compete in another way!"
Bingzhixie said: "You suggest it."
"Old Soul Clothes."
"A challenge of this level is probably too difficult."
Bimoye said coldly: "Are you afraid?"
"I'm afraid you won't be able to handle this battle."
Bimoye stood up and said, "Let's wait and see." After that, he left.
Alice closed the door, ran back to the room, sat down and said, "Master, you have been chatting with him for a long time, but I don't understand what you are talking about. But I understand the last words. What is the Austrian Soul Clothes?"
Bing Zhixie did not explain it to her, but only said: "That is something a hundred times more difficult than becoming a great mage."
"A hundred times more difficult than... than becoming a great wizard!!" Alice was surprised for a long time: "Master, are you kidding me? Is there such a thing?"
Bing Zhixie got up from the sofa and said, "I'm going to take a shower and go to bed. It's time for you to go to bed too. Go to bed early."
"Wait a minute." Alice chased after him again and asked, "Master, can you beat him?"
Bing Zhixie stopped and thought for a moment, then said, "I don't know, it depends on my luck. Oh, when did I start to care about luck."