"This is my gift to you. 《”

In a daze, I only felt that someone was whispering in my ear. Su Yao frowned, a little uneasy, this voice was so familiar, he always felt that the person he was talking to had some kind of relationship with him, but he couldn't think of anything.

"Are you sure you don't want to??" Another voice rang out, what seemed to be the tone of a child.

The scene in front of him gradually became clearer, and Su Yao felt like a bystander standing in a room, there were two beds in the room, one person was lying on the bed covered with a quilt, and the other person was sitting on the edge of the other bed, looking at the figure of the child he had just spoken.

"Yes." The other person turned around, nothing, didn't seem to want to say more, but the kid didn't seem to be very happy, and jumped off his bed with a kick, Su Yao wanted to see the person's appearance clearly, but his distance didn't seem to be able to get closer, and he couldn't see clearly.

Su Yao could only stand by and continue to watch, the child jumped out of bed and looked down at the bottom of the bed, and then reached out and groped inside, as if he was looking for something underneath.

After looking for a while and finally finding what he was looking for, Su Yao watched him pull out a strange suitcase from under the bed, then smoothly unlocked it, opened the box, and then took out a small black box from it, he looked it up and down, and then threw it back inside.

"Sue, go to bed early, I have something to do tomorrow." The other man turned, muttered a low voice, and reached out to turn off the light.

Su Yao's eyes suddenly became dark. Suddenly, there was a chill all around him.

He remembers that he had gone on a rampage on Flower Street, and then ...... And then there was nothing. He stood there a little disappointed. There is always a feeling of uneasiness in my mind. It seems that something is going to come out, but it is suppressed by something and can't get out. Pain took its place and bursts of it struck.

Ahh!!hhhhh As if his head was about to crack, he crouched on the ground holding his head.

"Su Yao?" Inside the bumpy carriage, Bloom watched the man lying next to her move uneasily, her brows furrowed as if she was going to kill a fly. He was a little curious about what Su Yao had dreamed about, and reached out to poke his forehead curiously.

Su Yao has been in a coma for nearly seven days, and there has been no sign of waking up, although the wounds on his body have been properly treated by Hua Hong, but his right hand has been holding it, Hua Hong has nothing to do with him, what he is holding in the palm of his hand should be a fragment of that weapon, I don't know why a black aura is gradually overflowing from the tips of his fingers. Bloom looked out the window, the scenery here has changed a lot compared to the flower street, the green vegetation and shrubs are being replaced by huge rocks and weathered stone mountains, and some of the green is gradually disappearing, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the air is filled with the smell of wind and sand.

"How far is it from Wucheng here??" Bonus stood up, lowered the curtain, and then took a few steps forward, reaching out to lift the curtain, and the wind swept through the sand.

"Ahem." Hua Hong didn't catch her breath and was choked directly.

Outside, on the board sat a man with a cloth hat, as cricket as a shrunken peach. The wind and sand blew on his body, making his blue-gray robe look even more shabby.

Hearing Hua Hong ask him, the man still waved his whip leisurely, drove the carriage, and glanced back at Hua Hong in the carriage, the scar on his right eye was so dazzling.

"That place of yours is still far away." His lingua franca seemed so awkward, with a thick accent of other places.

"How far is it?" Hua Hong took a handkerchief to cover her face, after all, if the wind and sand blow hard, her tender skin will become rough.

The man didn't reply to him, reached out and untied a gourd from his waist, opened the plug on it and poured it into his mouth, and instantly overflowed with wine. He drank to himself, as if he hadn't heard Hua Hong's words at all.

Hua Hong waited for a while, and saw that the person didn't say anything more, so he had to retreat into the car and continue to sit back next to Su Yao, after all, he was hitchhiking on someone else's car, and now people can't help but bow their heads under the eaves, although he was not very satisfied with the coachman in his heart, but from Huajie to Wucheng, it is rare to have a carriage all year round, and now he doesn't want to miss this only opportunity. Although Wucheng has little contact with the outside world, and few people come and go on the trade routes of Wucheng, because the conditions in that place are indeed difficult, the geographical location is relatively close to the north, but it is the mainland is relatively western, although the weather in the areas that have crossed the northern border is relatively cold, but the climate in that place is rare and hot because it is located near the perennially active volcanic crater, and there are more minerals there, so the military department took advantage of the natural resources there and directly opened an arsenal there. Almost ninety percent of the continent's weapons are refined from there, and then transported to various parts of the continent through exclusive military channels. Over the decades since the opening of the factory, it has gradually developed its own specifications.

Where did Hua Hong go just to pursue a truth, since the general had released them in Huacheng before, there was no need to shoot later, Mia also took Liu Qing away, it stands to reason that there is no reason to kill a horse pistol, and she can't do that with her ability alone, so it is almost possible to rule out these groups of them, and they don't know who the person who shot in the end is, since he will kill Xiao Zhuo, it is clear that he is definitely not a good stubble, what he wants to do now is to find that person, and then kill him before that person strikes again.

Before leaving, Hua Hong specially picked up a fragment of the weapon that Su Yao shattered, and now this is the only clue that the person left for them, as long as he takes this thing to Wucheng, he can investigate slowly. After all, Wucheng is not only a huge arsenal, but also has many weapon masters and alchemists, he only needs to find a few people who open his eyes to take a look and ask about the origin of this weapon.

Flush glanced at the object in the palm of her hand that appeared to be metal, not metal. Then he slowly put it away, and glanced at Su Yao worriedly, when will you be able to wake up. He sighed. Slowly start thinking about your own things.