Although I have sworn in my heart for I don't know how many times I don't know how many times I will never eat that dry food that tastes like chewing wax. Kester, who took over the task www.biquge.info pen "Fun", still ran to the commercial street and exchanged the last silver coin on his body for 20 catties of rough dry food. In the dissatisfaction of Bai Yu, who had made his body half bigger in order to carry dry food, Kester touched its brain: "Don't worry, Bai Yu, anyway, you and Silver Wing have to take turns on their backs." What, Silverwing, how can I abuse you? It's your choice to resist baggage or resist me..."

Whitefeather Silverwing's protest naturally didn't work in the end, but Kester still let them taste a little sweetness, and first gave them a pound of dry food to pad their stomachs. If you let go of your arms to eat, I'm afraid that these 20 catties of dry food will be divided up by Bai Yu and Silver Wing in one day. Of course, the consequence of this is that they can stay alive without eating at all for the next day or two, which is also a benefit of Warcraft.

Skipping the question of eating, when Kester went out of the city, Bai Yu had nearly 30 pounds of stuff on his back, in addition to food, there was a large bag of water and Kester's pitiful luggage, and the most important mission letters were hidden in Kester's arms.

"Silverwing, you go find your way!" Kester patted Silverwing, who was napping on his left shoulder.

"Huh?" Silverwing looked sleepy-eyed.

"Don't be lazy, change shifts every hour, unless you want to change shifts with Bai Yu right now."

"Whew!" Silver Wing didn't make a sound, and flapped his wings and flew away.

"Let's go, then!" Kester lifted his spirits and strode out of Lyle City, ahead, the mercenaries who entered and exited the city gate had already stepped out of the city on a wide road.

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The journey was boring, and after seven or eight shifts of White Feather and Silver Wings, the night had begun to close, and Kester had finally reached the first goal of the trip, a small oasis 40 kilometers from the city of Lyle.

"It seems that the postman is not so easy to be a person..."Kester thought as he shouted into the air, "White Feather and Silver Wing, it's almost time today, come down!" ”

"Woohoo!" "Whew!" With Kester's permission, the twin eagles scrambled to fall. Kester took out a steamed bun the size of a man's head from the package, tore it in half with a fighting spirit (Kester: I don't want to, it's too hard), and threw it to the left and right, and the white-feathered silver wings, who had been eyeing each other for a long time, swooped down on their dinners with joy.

Looking at the wolf-gobbling eagle with pity, Kester smiled slightly, took out a fist-sized steamed bun, and began to nibble on it.

"Hey, how can there be a Storm Eagle here?" A voice full of astonishment came from not far away.

Kester's days of wandering made Kester suddenly alert, and as soon as he shook his hand, a silver whip was pulled out of nowhere: "What person! ”

"Alright, don't be nervous, I don't have any ill will...", a black figure appeared behind the El tree not far from Kester. The face of the man in black was very cold, but with his gold-rimmed glasses and strange eyes at the moment, his expression looked a little discordant.

Despite what the other party said, Kester did not let his guard down: "Who are you?" ”

"My name is Caesar, yes—" The man in black was halfway through his reply, but he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the silver wing on the other side, and he exclaimed, "Oh, God the Father is above, it's an ice sculpture!" The juvenile Storm Eagle and the Ice Eagle are both near-extinct magical beasts, and today is a worthwhile trip. ”

Looking at the satisfied expression of the man in black who claimed to be Caesar in front of him, Kester felt that the danger of the other party seemed to plummet, and he put away his whip: "Hello, I'm Ye Lingyun..."

"You're their master?" Only then did Caesar turn around and look at Kester, and then said with a look of hatred that iron is not made of steel, "What a sin! As the owner of the Storm Eagle and the Ice Sculpture, don't you know how rare and rare they are? Hell, even if you don't know, you might as well bandage their wounds! Well, even if you can ignore them, you should always know that they eat meat, right? The storm eagle that gnaws on steamed buns, the ice sculpture that grabs dry food, oh my God, how can they stand up to a master like you! ”

Looking at Caesar's nagging appearance, Kester felt that his image was slowly overlapping with Lofa. Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he glanced at Kesar angrily, and Kest shook the dry steamed bun in his hand helplessly: "Big brother, please, do you think I can afford to feed them pure meat?" I'm still eating dry food myself! ”

"Uh, is that so? I'm sorry, I'm embarrassed," Kessar smiled awkwardly at the steamed bun in Kester's hand, "I'm the president of the Rare Bird Conservation Association, and I lost my temper, and I thought you were abusing them." ”

"Then what are you doing here? It's so desolate here, and there are no rare birds..."Kester opened his mouth wide and nibbled on a dry steamed bun, but he almost broke one of his front teeth from the hard steamed bun.

"Me? to complete the task. Caysar shrugged.

"What mission?"

"Find people, save people... Kill..."

Caesar's words caused a brief moment of coldness, and he smiled awkwardly, "Uh, don't look at me like that. I'm a killer, but I'm retired and I'm not here to kill you. ”

"Actually," Kester paused, "if you don't speak, you're going to look like a killer..."

"Hey, hey, hey, what do you mean if you don't open your mouth, what do you mean, believe it or not, I'll kill you right now..."

Kester stared at Kesar for a moment, "Well, to be honest, I don't believe it. ”

"Forget it, don't worry about you child..."Kesar naturally didn't use force with Kester for these jokes, he said stupidly, "I came all the way from Wright City after receiving the holographic magic image early this morning, but I didn't come to talk to you. You know how far Lyell is away? ”

"It's a long way off, forty kilometers to the south," Kester said casually, but then he was excited, "from Leyte in the morning?" Isn't that a day in which you have traveled nearly 300 kilometers in the desert? You..."

"Forget it, I won't talk to you, I have to rush to Lyle City to find a place to live before it gets completely dark." Caesar walked to the side, and reluctantly glanced back at the white feather silver wings who were still nibbling on steamed buns, "It's really a tyrannical thing~"

"Wait a minute," Kester called out to Kesar, who was about to leave.