"Summoner, you're right, I doubt if you're a summoner, we lost at the hands of a woman, it's not a glorious case."

When the big red robe figured out the ins and outs, he said this to Ringer.

"Of course it's not very glorious, at least I'm careless, what about you, can't you drill into other people's heads, why didn't you see the conspiracy of the big devil?"

Ringer said with a smile.

"It's been calculated by that woman again, it's all you and Diana, the demon hunter, if you hadn't thought about putting her under house arrest, she wouldn't have used medicinal wine against you, what is this called?"

Ringer laughed evilly: 'This is called a fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond. ’’

"Fish? What fish? ”

"This is a broad and profound word from the East, you can understand it yourself, it has happened, you have earned a glass of wine to drink, it is not a loss, the dean has promised, according to our plan, Novsky she will not bother again."

"That's good, this uneducated woman actually dares to attack the psychic, yes, there is also a summoner who beats the bandits to find his mother, we join forces, the energy is very great, why does she dare to do this?"

Ringer said in a low-key manner: "If a woman wants to kill you, especially a man, it's a matter of minutes." ”

"Wrong, monk, you're wrong, very wrong, if any one between you and me is Reno, Dean Jasmine will definitely not dare to attack him."

Ringer stroked the short beard on his chin.

"What are you thinking, monk?"

"What kind of person is Reno, as long as Dean Jasmine mentions him, he is praised like a savior, and the dean said that he is a very powerful psychic, and he is a person who is all the way with you."

"Yes, all the way."

"You also said that he was very skinny, very...."

The big red robe thumped his own heavenly spirit cover, and said: "This is all secondary, ugly, fierce, that is arranged by God, Reno old miscellaneous hair, I will never forget, he is indeed terrible, monk, you and I are not his opponent combined, I can say so." ”

"Oh, you said you were his defeated man, what the hell would he do?"

The big red robe kept pounding his head, presumably the side effects of the Western-style sweat medicine will not be small, and Ringer gave him a glass of water.

Da Hong Pao finished drinking the water, and he put down the teapot heavily.

"Ever heard of Cold Fire?"

It was the first time Ringer had heard of such a thing as a cold fire. I love Search.com

"Is it a person's name?"

"No, monk, your thinking is very strange, I don't know why you thought of people's names, cold fire, it is also a kind of fire, I heard that it comes from the lowest level of hell, the kind of hellfire that burns the wicked, Reno's most powerful ability is to be able to guide the cold fire from hell, guide it with the palm of your hand, when the flame is in the palm of your hand, you can't feel the temperature of the flame, however, once it is out of the palm of your hand, the cold fire will be twice as hot as the flame we usually see, this is cold fire. Reno can skillfully control the cold fire in the palm of his hand, he can make the cold fire float out of his palm, to attack the target he wants to attack from a long distance, this is how the boatman was almost burned to death, but he died and escaped, since then, the boatman has been bent on destroying the Gorsk Holy Convent, but the final end...."

The big red robe didn't continue, looking like a hero who died before he was rewarded.

Ringer couldn't wait to give him a slap: "You fucking damn, you actually sympathize with the bandits, if the monastery is taken by the bandits, the nuns here will be miserable, the abbot is right, you should go to the guillotine, you are a heinous deflated." ”

The big red robe smiled: "You're right, I'm a bad person, but the boatman once saved me, I have to help him once, I know that Reno is good, the boatman has looked for me many times, until he said, Reno is not in the convent, I came over, who knows, Reno is not there, monk you have appeared again, is my luck terrible?" ’

"No, you're lucky, what else will he do but be cold?"

The big red robe said in amazement: "God, it's not enough to be cold? In Russia, he heard that he is the only one who can do this kind of ability, yes, yes, yes, get up, he is like you, he can summon the undead, just like Diana, a witch did the demon hunter, but no one has ever seen him summon any undead, all everyone knows is his cold fire channeling technique. ”

Ringer pondered for a moment, 'I heard Dean Jasmine say that Reno will be reborn, really?' ’

The big red robe suddenly said: "I believe, yes, Reno will be reborn every hundred years, I don't know if it's true or not, I have evidence to suspect that Reno is not a purebred Russian, he is a mixed race born in Mongolia and Russians, his eyes are black, I can infer that his eyes have always been black, and later, I don't know what's going on, maybe when he was psychic, he encountered something vicious and hurt his eyes, and in his eyeballs, the whites of his eyes occupy more than 90% of the volume of the eyeballs, which seems." It's terrifying, like he has a pair of white eyes, and his pupils are not a little black, like a dying man. ”

White-eyed?

Ringer suddenly remembered the white-eyed old man, the national teacher of the Siberian Khanate in the dark forest.

You used to say he was skinny, didn't you? ’

"Yes, monk, Reno is so thin that there is only one skin left, and the wrinkles on his face are so wrinkled that they can give people nightmares."

Ringer's heart raced.

"He only has a few long white hairs on the top of his head?"

"Not sure, the boatman scolded him for being bald, but he always wears a black bowler hat, and I'm not sure if he still has a few hairs left on his head."

Ringer got up from his chair and frowned: "No, I forgot, Dean Jasmine said, Father Rino still has a handful of white hair on his head, which is used for decoration, it's so strange, how does this Reno look like the national teacher of the Siberian Khanate?" ”

The big red robe was quite puzzled.

Ringer told him about the white-eyed old man he had met in the Dark Forest and the white-skinned monster who was slashing bandits at the gate of the monastery, and the big red robe frowned.

"Monk, if you're telling the truth, it's interesting."

Ringer poured himself a glass of water, took two sips, and asked: 'Do you know about the Siberian Khanate?' ’

Big Red Robe: "Of course I know that the Siberian Khanate was destroyed by 800 musketeers sent by Ivan the Terrible three hundred years ago, and I still know. Ivan the Terrible [son of Vasily III and Elena Glinskaya. He ascended to the throne at the age of three, and was crowned Tsar in 1547 during an expedition that destroyed the Kazan Khanate, followed by the destruction of the Astrakhan Khanate. Immediately afterwards, the Siberian Khanate also submitted to the Russian Empire. And finally the Great Nogai Khanate, what do you want to ask? ”