Dragon Zero

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The night time is sometimes very long, especially spent in boring waiting. After the sleepy Jacques had eaten, he got into Alice's clothes and took a nap, while General Shaok, who had been repaired badly, was pacing in the airship. Look at this.

Alice looked at the time again, the clock was at 22:37, and it was less than 12 o'clock to change shifts with Hurington.

Bing Zhixie slept well these days, and after a long battle with Rehogg, his sleep time exceeded the usual 7 hours.

"Master, it's so boring. Or would I read a poem for you." Alice suggested.

"Don't disturb me reading books, singing at night will be very noisy." Bing Zhixie is burying his head under the crystal lamp to read books. These books were given to him by Caesar or bought by him in the bookstore. The book also contains miscellaneous notes about human history, regional customs, and wild history.

Alice scowled in disappointment and grunted: "You are so powerful, why do you still read the book so hard. It doesn't matter if you don't read it all at once."

"Then you." Bing Zhixie said: "After entering the sea, you only care about playing. Have you read all the martial arts books you bought? Although you performed well some time ago, your strength of combat is still only at Elementary level. Before you get noble domineering, if you stop working hard, the fighting will become weaker and weaker."

After being taught by the master, Alice was even more upset and grieved with her fingers pinching her clothes corner: "I don't have it. During the day, I also practiced martial arts very hard. These two days... I also learned a few new moves in these two days. What."

Bing Zhixie sighed and closed the book and said: "You learn warrior late than others, you should work harder. In the daytime, I will fly the airship for you. Read more books and practice more. Learn to be complacent about lions."

"Oh." Alice promised honestly.

Bing Zhixie looked at her upset, and was not too harsh. She opened the book and continued to read.

Alice was okay for a while, and suddenly asked, "Master, can you tell me something about Master's Master?"

"Ok?"

Alice said: "It's the magic of'Goddess of Ice, Heroes' that you practiced in'Water Cloud Stream', you didn't tell me that this magic is difficult to learn, and your master was not Will you teach you?"

Bing Zhixie said: "Yes, that's right. If you didn't spend half a year practicing **** the Shengxue Mountains and learned this trick, this time you will be able to defeat the Thunder Demon."

Alice asked again: "How many master tricks have you learned in this series of ice magic?"

"Two strokes." Bing Zhixie said: "No, strictly speaking, only learned one stroke."

"One trick, only one trick?"

Bingzhixuedao: "'Goddess of Ice, Heroes'. In this series of ice magic,'Goddess of Ice, Heroes·Spellmark' is the foundation, other subsequent magic must be in'Goddess of Ice, It can only be performed in the state of Herois Curse Seal. The first move of this series of magic is called "Goddess of Ice, Herois Feminist", which is what I learned. The second move is called "ice The goddess, Herois·Individually Planted", the third move "Goddess of Ice, Herois·Reign", the fourth move "Goddess of Ice, Herois·Tyrant"."

Alice listened with her mouth wide open: "Wow, these magical names are... so overbearing, all of them are powerful and unique names."

Bingzhixie chuckled.

Alice said: "Is this series of magic only four moves?"

"No, it should not be." Bing Zhixie said: "I don't know very well. My master only said these four strokes of learning methods. This is the secret magic of the ice department. There are not many people in the world that I know. I checked. Many books have not found a relatively complete related record, only seen occasionally in some books."

Alice said: "Master, are you talking about the "Goddess of Ice, Herois Feminist" the one I saw in the "Shuiyunjian"?"

Bing Zhixie nodded: "That's the trick."

"Wow, Master, that trick is gorgeous. At that time, I was envious when I saw it." Alice flashed her starlight in her eyes.

Bing Zhixue said: "This trick is very good-looking, but in terms of lethality, it is not as good as the magical magic of "Frozen Love · Demon God". It is a trick that is more defensive than defense. Me and In order to avoid his attention, Rehoge has never used this trick. And this is a continuous expendable magic. I can’t support it for long without opening the field."

Alice was happy when she heard what she wanted to know but didn’t know, and hurriedly chased: "Then please tell me quickly and tell me about your master's affairs? Is it true for me as an apprentice? Know the name of Master’s Master."

"My Master's name?" Bing Zhixie took the milk tea on the table and took a sip, but his eyes looked out of the window: "Sigfried Kura..."

Eight years ago, the day of the Holy Garden in February 7396. Snow was still falling in the hazy sky, and a teenager shuddered out of a small alley: "Ah, a big city is a big city. Such a beautiful city, maybe some kind-hearted people will reward me with two loaves Eat, if you can, have another cup of hot milk."

The teenager was seven or eight years old, with a thin face, black eyes, and white hair, and a little corner hat that didn’t know from which garbage dump, and had a big hole, buckled on his head, barely able to resist this cold season. A bit cold. His body is very thin, and his clothes are even thinner. In this season, for him, early morning is the most difficult time. Because in addition to the severe cold, he had to find a way for today's food and clothing.

‘Cuckoo...’ The little bug in the belly is in trouble. The white-haired teenager smiled while touching his belly: "Just think about it and you are hungry. You must get a glass of milk today."

"Give way, give way, and hide aside, this is Master Beo's treasure, all give way to me." A magnificent horse-drawn carriage came flying by, and the big man in the car waved his whip, whipping The bridle horse, occasionally pulling a whip to the crowd who had no time to escape.

The white-haired boy was about to cross the road to look at the bakery on the opposite side, but was overturned by the suddenly drawn carriage, and was whip by the horsewhip.

"The little beggar who came here, dare to block my way, to find death..." The carriage gradually went away, and the curse of the driver also drifted away.

"It hurts...it hurts." The white-haired teenager burst into tears and opened his clothes. A red blood stain was drawn from the left back. The white-haired boy carefully closed his clothes, fearing that he would hurt the wound: "It's bad luck. When he came together in the morning, he was beaten by others. How can he help people work."

The bakery across the street had stretched out, and the freshly baked bread fluttered with milky fragrance.

The white-haired boy swallowed a few saliva and walked to the bakery: "Hello Uncle."

The uncle in the store was busy putting fresh bread into the cupboard, and he didn't pay attention to the people. He just asked casually: "What kind of bread to buy, these freshly baked donuts are very good, chocolate flavor, one silver coin."

The white-haired boy waited for him to finish his work, and then gave him a deep smile and said, "Uncle, can I do short-term work with you? I am very capable and have great strength, which will definitely satisfy you. ."

"What can you do if you are so thin." Uncle Bread looked at him: "If I accidentally break the things in my shop, I will lose a lot."

The white-haired boy looked at the display in the shop and found that a large number of trays and baking trays were placed randomly beside the oven, and they had not been washed. So he ran over to arrange the trays one by one, and then stacked the baking trays. Together, they lifted a thick pile and asked, "Is it washed behind the shop?"

Uncle Bread saw that his things were neatly arranged, and he had a lot of energy. He could move twenty or thirty metal baking sheets together, and he said: "Well, my Goblin has been sick these two days. No one will help me with your work, so you can work for me for two days. I will give you five silver coins a day, and milk and bread for lunch and dinner."

"Thank you, thank you." The white-haired boy lowered the plate and thanked him again, and then picked up the baking tray again and went to the store to wash it...

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