"Not an old gentleman." Bingzhixie said, "My master is a lady, only in her thirties."
"Oh!" This was beyond Wenke's expectation.
"But..." Bingzhixie said sadly, "But she is already dead."
Wenke was silent for a long time, and sighed: "Geniuses are short-lived, geniuses are short-lived!" Looking at Carter's enthusiasm in studying the slate: "Don't look at it, if anyone can understand it and know how to make it, the combination of rune stones will be
It’s worthless. There are several such slates hidden in the Magic Guild, but they haven’t figured out how to combine them yet. You can’t understand the slates by looking at them. Only those who really understand this will know.”
Carter laughed awkwardly, looked at Bing Zhixie, and wanted to ask him how the rune stones were assembled, but he still couldn't ask him.
Bing Zhixie suddenly asked: "Clan leader, do you think you should know Chen Miłosz and Sheila Agatha?"
"We know each other, how come?"
Bingzhixie said: "I...I want to know about them."
"They..." Wenke looked into the dark distance and began to recall: "They should not have died..."
It's a bit quiet in this underworld, and it's a little weird to say the least, but it doesn't make me less scared when there are so many people. The grilled sweet fish, crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, couldn't wait to become Alice's delicacy at the Five Zang Temple.
Little Yeck yawned lazily and ate the tender meat of the fish under Alice's feeding. But it didn't like eating this food very much. After eating two, it lost its appetite and went straight to Alice.
Get into your clothes and hide in them to sleep, it's comfortable there.
After listening to Wen Erke's story, Bing Zhixie couldn't help but feel sad: "It turns out it's just the same story. I wonder if Sufina knows about it."
"Long Ling killed many people." Wen Erke said: "The guilty deserve their due, and there are also many innocent people who are just for their ideals. If you want to get Long Ling, you will have to face these."
"I am determined to win." Bing Zhixie's belief was very firm. He put down the fish bones he had finished eating, stood up and said: "Chief Wen'erke, for the sake of Long Ling, I will definitely find a way to find your granddaughter and rescue her. Since you
If you don’t want to tell me, and I don’t want to waste time here, should I send you on your way, or should you let your tribe do it yourself?”
"Master, you have to kill him!" Alice also stood up.
"Clan leader..." The three Danluer clan members looked very troubled.
Wenke put down his pipe and said, "I don't want my people to kill each other, so go ahead and do it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Bing Zhixie pulled out his white teeth and stabbed him in the heart.
The Danluer people were all frightened, as were Alice and Carter. They didn't expect that he would take action as soon as he said it, and there would be no hesitation at all.
Wen Erke tremblingly grabbed Bing Zhixie's wrist and looked into the river.
"It's Bushiu!" The Danluer people exclaimed. At some point in the river, such a strange little fish swam across the river.
The colorful body of this Bushiu fish emits colorful fluorescent light. After turning off the spar lamp, it looks so magical that people can't help but admire its beauty in their hearts.
Carter waved his knife and said angrily: "This fish does not bring luck at all, but bad luck. If you hadn't been for it, you wouldn't have ended up like this. Watch me kill it!"
"Stop!" Bing Zhixie said coldly: "What does this have to do with a fish? That old woman's goal is his granddaughter. Even if Bu Xiu is not there, she will find other ways to harm her. Put the blame on a fish.
, it’s a shame you can say it.”
"You..." Carter was speechless.
Wenke smiled slightly and said to the tribe: "After you rescue my granddaughter Winnie, bring her here and eat Bushiu's eggs. It will bring good luck to our tribe."
"Yes, clan leader." All three clan members burst into tears and couldn't stop feeling.
After Bing Zhixie pulled out his white teeth, a column of blood spurted out. Not long after, Wenker passed away. Seeing the dagger in his hand, Bing Zhixie recalled the time in the Dattam Grand Canyon, sneered, and closed down.
Picked up the knife.
Alice asks what to do with the body.
The Danluer clan member said: "Just put it here. Our clan leader should be happy with Bu Xiu as his companion. After we rescue our next clan leader, we can bury the old clan leader."
Bing Zhixie took the lead and returned from the original route. Now he had no choice but to choose to save this clueless next-generation clan leader.
Alice glanced at the creek bed reluctantly. Maybe there were some treasures in this river or in this cave.
After leaving the cave, Bing Zhixie realized that it was already late at night. Because it was the polar region, the stars in the sky were bright and clear. The Danluer people felt extremely sad when they saw the skinned tribesmen hanging on the trees.
After encountering these things one after another, the old patriarch died again. How could he not be sad? The three people took down the corpses and buried them properly.
Bing Zhixie, who came out of the forest, raised his head and looked at Ixusen, Bertha and the others.
Alice opened her mouth slightly and said in surprise: "What is this?"
"You are back." Ishuson was very happy, but could not stand up, so he had to wave to them: "This is a prehistoric giant elephant. We have treated its injuries and it is happy to be with us."
Alice looked at the giant elephant that looked like a building. She was not even as big as one of its toes at its feet. It was really a joke to have a 'horse' riding on an elephant.
After Bertha and Alice came up, they realized that the long-haired prehistoric giant elephant had a big hole in its buttocks for some unknown reason. The pain was excruciating. With Bertha's help, the pain was relieved.
Bertha smiled and said: "It's okay if I lose my tent and have a guy like this to protect me from the wind and snow."
Ishuson quickly said: "I didn't lose any important salutes, thanks to Ice Beard."
Bing Zhixie didn't really care whether his luggage was lost or not, because he kept the most important thing, Long Ling, closely, and nothing else mattered.