Chapter 1336: Longze II

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The mysterious old lady came by car, but made a special trip to find Bimoye.
"A special trip to find me?" Bemoyer's expression did not change, but he was very surprised.
The old woman said affirmatively: "Yes, it was a special trip to you."
Bemoyer wondered: "Do you know me?"
"I know now."
Bemoyer: "You know I am here?"
"The mercenary regiment headed to Warcraft Forest, which is not difficult to inquire."
Bimoye said: "But Forest of Warcraft is so big, you can't inquire about my specific location. Besides, I haven't been in contact with any outsiders in the past two or three months."
"Yes, but my luck seems to be particularly good." The old woman said again: "Or my luck has always been very good."
Bemoyer said: "Your words do not convince me."
The old woman sighed: "The truth is always unbelievable. But it does not matter, no matter how I found you, this is not the point, because even if you and I have not met here, I will find it elsewhere. you."
Bemoyer no longer asked, but said: "What the are you doing with me?"
The old woman said: "It's very simple, three words, give gifts."
"Who gives the gift?"
"Give you a gift."
More serious than Moyer's suspicion: "Why give me a gift?"
The old woman raised her head and looked directly at the past: "Most people will be happy when they hear a gift, but you will look unhappy."
Bimoye said: "A suspicious stranger, after saying a bunch of suspicious and strange words, said he would send me a gift, which was also suspicious."
"You don't ask what the gift is?"
Bimoye stared at the old woman's eyes and said, "I am more interested in the reason for your gift."
"If there is no reason?" said the old woman.
Bimoye said: "I don't accept things of unknown origin."
The old woman took two steps and said, "I can't give you a reason to give a gift, but I can give you a reason to receive a gift."
"Oh? Come and listen."
There was a strange smile on the old woman's face: "Because a young man named Silest Bingzhixie has also received my gift."
Bemoyer's eyes narrowed, his eyes fixed on the old woman. One second after another, I don't know how many seconds have passed. Bimoye suddenly withdrew his gaze and said, "Okay, I accepted your gift."
The old woman said, "Sylles Bingzhixie has received my gift and you have received my gift. There seems to be no inevitable reason between these two things."
"No."
"But you heard that he accepted my gift after he accepted it?"
"Yes."
"Do you care about him?"
Bemoyer said: "I only care about a dead man before he is dead."
"Oh?"
Bimoye said: "I'm just thinking that since others can receive your gift, wouldn't it be a loss if I don't accept it."
The old woman smiled: "Very good. But you don't know what gift I want to give you."
"What is it."
egg. Two eggs.
The two eggs were taken by the old woman from the carriage and placed on a delicately carved wooden case supported by two brackets. Bimoyer couldn't tell the difference between these two eggs for a moment, but the moment he lifted the curtain from the old lady, he knew that these two eggs must be of great value.
Wen Tini opened her mouth in shock, and her small hand covered it unconsciously. Even an ignorant elf like her could recognize that the things in the carriage were rare treasures in the glance of the curtain.
"This is a dragon egg." With a little discernment, Bimoyer had already judged that both eggs were dragon eggs. The reason is because he does not recognize it.
"Yes." The old woman's answer was simple.
Two eggs, two colors, one red, dark red, frost-like rough shell with crack-like texture and dark black spots, the light of the shade illuminates the dragon egg At times, the light seemed to be dimmed.
The other is white, snow-white, smooth eggshell. The shell is reflected by the light with a trace of light. The transparent snow-colored fluorescence reflects the egg like an ice-colored gemstone. The wooden cases are covered with a layer of white light and shadow.
Bimoye looked at the old woman and seemed to be asking.
The old woman said: "One of the two dragon eggs is a gift I want to give you. You can choose one and then accept it."
Bimoye put his gaze back on the two dragon eggs, looked around for a while and then looked up and asked, "What about the other one?"
The old woman did not say, and Bimoye did not ask again.
After looking at it for a while, Bemoyer seemed to be thinking about how to choose, but he seemed to be thinking about something else. Suddenly he asked again: "Right, haven't you introduced me to what two dragon eggs are these and what kind of dragon?"
The old woman introduced: "These two dragon eggs are not ordinary dragon species, they are the eggs of rare dragons, one is the silver moonlight dragon, and the other is the dark gold corona dragon. They have the opposite properties of light and darkness. It is a pair of dragons regarded as enemies in itself." The old woman said again: "I heard that the people of the Kristin family are all people with light dragon blood. Which one would you choose?"
"Silver Moonlight Dragon, Dark Gold Corona Dragon?" Bemoyer looked at one red, one white, and two dragon eggs. These two dragons were names he had never heard of, and although the old woman gave an introduction, she did not change Which one is the dark golden corona dragon, which one is the silver moonlight dragon, which is only the light attribute, which is only the dark attribute clearly.
Bimoye thought for a while and reached out to pick the one he was looking for. At this moment, the wooden case crackled with a few cracks. The red dragon egg suddenly cracked open. The pair inside The baby claws ripped open the eggshell, and a dark golden baby dragon broke out of the shell and flung tightly on Bemoyer's arm.
"This..." Bemoy was shocked, only to feel that the energy of light in the whole body due to the blood dragon's blood was being greedily and crazyly sucked by this young dragon, and the surrounding light also followed the appearance of the young dragon. It was very dim, as if from summer to autumn at once, the bright sunshine turned gray as late autumn.
The old woman said: "It seems that you have chosen your future guardian."
"My guardian?" Although Bi Moye had already guessed the meaning of the old woman, she was still a little surprised by what she said at the moment.
The old woman said: "I heard that you are eager to have a dragon to be a lifelong guardian. There is no dragon in this world that is more suitable for you."
"This is..." Bemoyer looked at a dark black pan-gold dragon on his arm and asked: "Is this a dark-gold corona dragon?"
The old lady nodded: "Yes, the black dragon with the dark gold, it devours all the light greedily, this will be the guard of your life."
Bimojello looked at the young dragon with some abhorrence, although it had just broken out of its egg, and even though its eyes had not been fully opened, Bimoyer did not like it.
At the same time as Bimoye showed his disgust, the young Dark Gold Sunbite bite on his arm, biting blood, but was sucked like blood leech by the young dragon.
The old woman giggled: "It seems to like you very much, although you don't like it that much."
"But this is just a young dragon." Although Bimoye wanted to have a giant dragon to guard, he hoped to be an adult dragon, otherwise the growth of this young dragon would be far enough to span his short life. .
The old lady understood what he meant and said,
You don’t have to worry about this. This is not an ordinary dragon, and its food and growth methods are not the same as ordinary dragons. Although it also needs food and Energy, but adequate sunbathing can accelerate its growth, so you should let it get as much sun as possible in sunny weather."
Bemoyer said: "Do you mean that it can grow into a Jackie Chan within a few years?"
"No."
"that……"
The old woman stopped him, put the silver moonlight dragon eggs back into the carriage, and took another thing out of the carriage: "With this, it will grow very quickly."
"What's this?" Bemoy looked at the old woman's hand with a dozen crystal glass tubes in a wooden box, filled with red liquid, like blood.
The old woman said: "This is a medicine I prepared, and it is also a kind of dragon blood. It is a medicine made by me looking for the old dragons in the Burial Dragon Valley and using the dragon blood taken from the heart before they died. This kind of use The medicine made by the dragon's blood contains amazing power, which can catalyze the growth of the dragon. Ordinary young dragons may suddenly die immediately after drinking, but they can't take the power, but the dark golden corona can absorb it and ingest it. Powerful, it quickly becomes very powerful. There are twelve dragons in this box. After three months, they give one to the young dragon every six months. After six years, it will grow into an adult dragon if it is regular. If you bathe in the sun, this time will be faster."
"There is still such a thing." Bemoyer took the box from the old woman, but was even more amazed by the identity behind the old woman.
The old woman said: "You don't have to look at me like this, you don't have to care about who I am, I'm just a gift-giving person, and I don't ask for anything."
Bemoyer still doubted: "Is it really so simple?"
The old woman giggled and got on the carriage: "No matter what you think, I have given it to you, and you have already accepted it. Goodbye lad, we will have the opportunity to meet again in the future." The carriage drifted away, for a moment After entering the forest, only the old woman’s poetry came from afar, and gradually disappeared: "Who disturbed my rest, who brought me here in the middle of the night, who hid in the boundless darkness, who was buried The distant light..."
Bimoye grabbed the young dragon on his arm and looked at him, and said to Lin Zhong, "I have accepted the gift. I am not afraid of whatever idea you are holding. I want to see what your purpose is."
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