When Ax came back, he saw Daisy sitting on the ground alone, and everyone else had disappeared, and he knew what the reason was without asking, so Ax walked over without any hesitation and said, "Gordon...... Are you okay? ”

"He's dead. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Daisy replied in a hoarse voice, and Ax could clearly see two lines of tears, obviously just cried.

Ax didn't ask Gordon how he died, but walked up to Daisy, patted Daisy on the shoulder, and said, "Cheer up, the Ice Tribe will rely on you in the future, and if you become depressed too, I don't think Gordon will agree." ”

Then, there was a silence, and Ax didn't know how to persuade him, because it didn't seem appropriate to say such a thing, and Daisy obviously didn't mean to speak, so the two sat and stood silent. At this time, the small space has been shattered, and the location of the two of them is under the ice, and the wind howling above is still there, but it can't break the silence here.

"I'm sorry." Suddenly, Daisy said apologetically, no beginning or end, but Ax knew why Daisy said sorry.

"It's okay, this is your choice, and you have the right to choose, you can't represent the Ice Tribe after all, but when we meet in the future, you can't talk like this." After being stunned for a while, Ax said indifferently, and then stopped staying here, jumped lightly, jumped on the ice, and stared at the cold wind and left.

Since the black hole here has been solved, there is no danger in this snowfield except for the wind, Aix discerned the direction and walked towards the periphery of the snowfield, and as Ax advanced, figures appeared on both sides of it, faintly becoming a protective trend. And Ax seemed to be unaware of it, and just walked forward like that.

After a few days of hurrying, Aix passed through most of the Valoran continent and returned to the Storm Plains, although the Valoran at this time has not yet broken out into a full-scale war, but the smell of gunpowder has permeated the entire continent, everyone knows that war is inevitable, and can only pray not to affect their own area, and some of the merchants and civilians at the junction have begun to migrate to their respective federations, and the current Valoran continent is a powder keg, just waiting for that little spark to fall.

When Aix returned to the Plains of Storms, the Plains of Storms had undergone drastic changes, first of all, there were more people, and all kinds of altars could be seen everywhere, and the level of prosperity was not at all the same as before.

Ax walked alone on a path, and the people who passed by around him would bow slightly when they saw Aix, although many people showed obvious resentment on their faces, but no one dared to question and challenge.

Ax came to a huge tent alone, and the two guards guarding the door saw Ax and opened the curtain of the tent directly to let Ax in.

The space in the tent is huge, even larger than it looks from the outside, and the decoration is also magnificent, but none of the people in the tent care about the decoration, and they are all busy with their own business. One of the characteristics of the people here is that all of them wear a black cloak, which makes it impossible to see their original appearance. The only special thing is Aix, because Ax is not wearing a black robe, just a casual dress, which is incompatible with the atmosphere here.

Ax found a random chair to sit down, and without greeting anyone, he supported his head with his hands and began to take a nap.

It's been a while since Aix came back, and he has some understanding of the situation here, and he also knows the wind and rain of the Valoran continent, and there are some masterpieces of people here.

"Now that we're all here, let's get started!" A very old voice sounded, and then everyone's attention was focused on a very tall man, more than two meters even when sitting, but his body was very thin, like a telephone pole.

Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on themselves, the tall and thin figure continued: "This time in the land of fairies, our harvest is beyond imagination, I believe you already know, and the credit of this matter, everyone also knows it, next, our task is to contact the major forces and strive for more forces, okay, if you have any opinions, you can just say it." ”

As this sentence came out, everyone began to speak, and even gradually developed into a quarrel, and copied it inextricably, if it wasn't for some calm, maybe it would have started a fight.

Because this meeting is a conference to divide interests, those people have to get resources after coming up with their own plans, and the biggest resource recently is the materials obtained from the land of fairies, these things are definitely good things that money can't buy, of course, no one wants to miss it.

In the room, only two people were indifferent, one was the tall and thin man, and the other was Aix. Ax was still sleeping, as if the matter here had nothing to do with him, and the tall and thin black-robed man was looking at Aix, his whole face was hidden in the black robe, making it difficult to see, but a pair of eyes were glowing green, obviously not human eyes.

As if sensing that someone was watching him, or because it was too noisy around, Aix stretched his waist, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and looked at the noisy people around him in a bit of confusion, and couldn't help but pat the table, and said dissatisfiedly: "Be quiet and quiet, what's noisy, and let people sleep." ”

For Aix's reason, everyone was stunned, but they also kept their mouths shut and didn't quarrel with each other, after all, those things were brought back by Aix, and his opinion was of course very important, and no one wanted to leave a bad impression in front of Aix.

"Alright, write down all your greed and give it to Burton, and we will distribute the supplies according to your so-called plan, and if there is nothing wrong, go back." Aix said with a wave of his hand at everyone.

Aix's words made everyone stunned for a while, and they didn't believe it for a while, because it was tantamount to excluding them from the allocation decision, and how much they could get was completely up to Bolton's meaning. Of course, these people could not accept this decision, and immediately prepared to refute it, but unfortunately, a sneer made everyone swallow their words.

"Why, didn't you hear the words of the Children of the Void? Or are you going to rebel and want to rob it? The tall and thin man said gloomily, sending a chill down everyone's spine. Finally, after some struggle, they left the tent one after another.