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"Pain, pain, pain!"

Ian screamed in the carriage as Carl had just torn off his gauze and was still unprepared. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"It's fine. Carl grinned, showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, and poured the powder into his hand, "Just change the medicine one more time." ”

Ian gasped and hurriedly stopped Carl. Because looking at Carl's eagerness to try, it didn't look like he was going to change the medicine at all, but it was like slapping himself hard under the pretext of smearing the medicine powder on his hands.

"I'll come on my own, I'll come on my own. Ian screamed and took the pill bottle from Carl's hand, smeared a little powder on his face, and then bandaged it with gauze, of course, the process was still painful, but at least it was much better than Carl.

Seeing Ian's quick movements, Carl nodded with satisfaction, then patted Ian on the shoulder and said, "Soon we will go to Hall Village, the last human gathering place on this trip." Think about what you want to prepare. Then report it to us, or buy it yourself, and in a few days we will be hiking. ”

"On foot?"

"Well, that's when the adventure really began, and dragon slaying wasn't just a carriage. Carl stepped out of the carriage, leaving Ian alone.

Ian looked at the blood-stained bandages on the car and was silent.

I don't know how many days ago, a woman included him in the dragon slayer called the Crusaders. Then he passed out and awoke again in a bumpy carriage. There were too many wounds on his body, and the lack of timely treatment led to the wound infection, and then he was in a coma with a high fever for many days. If it weren't for the excellent medical skills of the doctors in the team, he would really have to go to see his parents.

A few days after waking up, Ian couldn't get out of the carriage, so he kept asking Carl where they were going, who was the woman who saved him at the time, and many, many questions, but Carl didn't want to answer, just said that you would know later.

This made Ian a little helpless, he couldn't beat Carl, he couldn't pinch his neck and say hurry up and tell Lao Tzu everything. So he could only wait, wait for his injuries to heal, and then get out of the carriage to figure out everything, if they really wanted to slay the dragon, then he had to run quickly.

Just kidding, slaying the dragon. Few people know the horrors of dragons better than he does, and he doesn't want to risk his life in them. Although Ian wasn't sure if they would let him go, he felt that those people seemed to be quite reasonable, and they had just saved themselves, and they wouldn't let themselves who didn't know anything go on the journey of slaying dragons in a daze.

That's what a hero should do, and he's just a beggar and a part-time thief. And can't be a part-time hero.

Today, Ian finally had a chance to get out of the carriage and have dinner. It couldn't have been worse to be stupid in the carriage. The men in silver armor pulled up the carriage by the woods, lit a bonfire, and sat together, Ian sitting among them.

Everyone still takes good care of this orphan who survived the cloud disaster ten years ago, and always gives him a portion of the freshly baked things, and Ian doesn't know what politeness is, so he takes it and eats it. The people were also quite happy to see Ian eat so deliciously, at least it showed that the Wandering Cloud Plague did not destroy Ian's will.

You must know that many people who have survived the dragon plague have eventually become a little nervous.

"Brothers, there are two days left before we enter the village of Hall. Jimmy was the leader of this team, he took out the map and spread it on the ground, and the candles in the bonfire on the side kept jumping in the wind, so the map also became bright and dark, adding a touch of mystery to the map, "This is the last human gathering place to enter the Great Snow Mountain, according to our voyage all the way, the eldest young master should have been here half a month ago."

"It means that the eldest young master is very likely to have entered the Great Snow Mountain ten days ago. Sika said softly, "The family is in a hurry, and the adults are also in a hurry. So we have to hurry up, because none of us are sure how to deal with it. ”

Ian listened to them as he munched on the drumsticks. But he didn't understand it very well, he didn't know who the eldest young master was, and he didn't know who the adult was. But he's not a fool either, after so many days, he also has a general understanding that this team can't be counted as a team in the hall. Strictly speaking, most of the hunters in the hall are loners, and few come out in groups like this, and in addition to the thorn flower totem, they have another unified sign.

This suggests that this team is supposed to be the private army of each family, and that family is called the Stuart.

Ian didn't know how powerful the Stuart family was, but it shouldn't be so small, otherwise they wouldn't have taken themselves easily. Mrs. Maxine is notoriously tricky, and she won't let Ian go so easily.

Jimmy was still talking when the moonlight in the night sky suddenly dimmed. Jimmy stopped speaking, looked up at the starry sky, and his expression suddenly became reverent, as did the rest of the group, and their expressions became solemn and solemn the moment they looked at the sky.

Ian looked up as well, just in time to see two dark clouds covering most of the moon, which at first glance looked like half-open eyes. The owner of the eye is looking at everything in the world with this eye, and even Ian feels as if his every move is under the nose of the sky. He hated it because he had seen it that night ten years ago.

But the actions of the rest speak for themselves. Nearly twenty people, including those standing guard in the distance, slowly knelt down, put their right hands on their chests, looked up at the moon, and then gently closed their eyes.

It is a ritual that is performed by any believer when the moon is halfway obscured by dark clouds. Because they think that this is the opening of God's eyes, and it is looking at everything in the world and the people in the world.

Ian had followed his mother to the ritual when he was younger, but he had hated it since that night ten years ago. He hated the half-bright night, the sleepy-looking eyes in the sky.

Ian was annoying, so he crept out of the group, trying to get some air in a different place. He wanted to find a place where he couldn't see these people, because he felt that these people were stupid.

Then he came to the back of the convoy, and then he saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

A young girl was sitting on the roof of the car, her hands clasped on her knees, her waist-length hair waving in the moonlight. The moonlight shone on her face, which resembled the sculptor's carving, holy and solemn. The girl's lips squirmed slightly, as if she were chanting a silent carol. At that moment, Ian said he was stunned.