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The night before dawn is often the darkest time of the night. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Standing outside the shop door of Ke Rui's quaint small building, Salen looked indifferent, pushed the door in, his black pupils turned slightly, and quickly swept around in this familiar small space.

Neat shelves, a variety of goods, a jet-black hardwood counter on the cheap bluestone floor, a set of tea sets neatly placed on the counter, and the bright moonlight falling through the window, like fairy dust, makes everything seem so peaceful and natural.

Only one person who tastes tea is missing.

Salen's gaze was still indifferent, he walked straight through the shop, the darkness didn't seem to affect him at all, and soon he came to the storage room in the corner of the small building, reached out and touched the mechanism, and with a "rattle" sound, the entrance to the secret passage appeared at his feet, black with no end in sight, like a large mouth that devoured everything.

Without any hesitation, Saren stepped directly into it.

What he didn't know was that not long after he entered the secret room, two slightly embarrassed figures appeared on the roof of Ke Rui's small building.

With a "bang", Rawls threw the Rawls in his hand to the ground like a sack, Casey gasped slightly, lowered his head and wiped the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, exhaled lightly to adjust his breathing, and his violent heartbeat slowly returned to normal.

"I didn't expect them to chase after me. Standing up straight, Casey's emerald green eyes under his black cloak glanced in the direction of the de Valance Guild Manor, and then looked back at Rawls:

"Are you alright?"

"It's not necessarily going to be if you keep falling. ”

Rawls, who was lying on the ground in a big font, grinned, sat up straight, twisted his neck, and squinted at the old dragon lying on the ground in the backyard of the small building, snoring, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly:

"You actually sent me back, it seems that you are not as stupid as I thought. ”

"Just drop by. ”

Glancing at a certain commercial building not far away, Casey rarely did not raise the bar with Rawls, but just turned his head and looked at Rawls with a very special gaze, a little strange and a little cold, and he looked at Rawls uncomfortably for a while.

I said...... Is there anything wrong?"

Looking left and right inexplicably, Rawls stretched his neck and probed his head, and asked with a strange expression. Casey, on the other hand, didn't speak, just kept looking at Rawls, her eyes getting darker and darker.

"If there's nothing else to do, let's get here today. Rest assured, I've found what I'm looking for, next it's just a matter of ......"

"You're a dragon?"

Rawls, who was uncomfortable by Casey, yawned, and just wanted to make a bland summary of today's events in his usual style, when he was suddenly interrupted by Casey rudely.

"When I first felt the powerful coercion that appeared with your roar in the underground of the Alchemy Hall, I wondered how it was possible for humans to have such strange powers...... It wasn't until just now, when you used the dragon's unique dragon language magic to block the dragon's breath from the human mage, that I suddenly realized that it was a dragon power that only dragons possessed!"

Looking at Casey, Rawls's body that had just stood up paused, his face did not change in the slightest, he just raised his eyebrows, then his eyes slanted, and the corners of his mouth turned up again:

"I take back what I just said, you're just as stupid as I thought you were. I thought you knew before you came to me - and you came back to me because you knew who I was. ”

Unusually, Casey didn't say a word, still looking at Rawls with that special gaze, the emerald green eyes reflected Rawls's more uncomfortable figure, and the vermilion lips seemed to be glued, pursed tightly.

The atmosphere, for some reason, is getting colder and colder.

With a slight frown, Rawls put away his smile. No matter how idiotic he seems on the surface, he is not a real idiot, not to mention that even if he is a real idiot now, he may realize something when he looks at Casey's unusual performance. It's just that unlike Rawls who pretended to be confused in the past, this time he was really a little confused.

What kind of nerves does this elf make? Doesn't she know that she is a dragon? Isn't she herself a foreign race in this human realm? What is there to make all the fuss about?

Looking at Casey, Rawls lowered his head slightly, and his golden pupils lit up with a faint light.

“...... Tell me, Elf, I'm a dragon, what does that matter to you. ”

......

"In the darkest and darkest corner of the land of the Terrans, where the sun could never reach, there is an underground cavern hidden on the edge of hell and abyss, beyond the reach of ordinary people. Its immensity is a miracle of distorted beauty, its horror is a nightmare left behind by the gods, its tentacles extend to every remote corner of the Terrans, weaving a large net of solidified blood in the underground of the Terrans, and biting everything it wants firmly in the mouths of its own skeletons, and it will not relax. ”

The golden ring on the index finger of Ke Rui's left hand flashed with purple spatial brilliance, put away the last few pots of Deep Sea Poison Wind Tea remaining on the alchemy table, turned around, and looked at Salen, who appeared at the door quietly watching him at some point, and a familiar slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"I remember, long ago, you described to me that the killers - your family, right?"

"I never said it was my home. Saren raised his gaze indifferently, and casually glanced at the few remaining turquoise deep-sea poisonous windweeds on the alchemy platform.

"Whether you admit it or not, Salen. As he spoke, Ke Rui slowly walked to the chair and sat down, looking up at his friend, his dark blue eyes even more strange in the dim candlelight of the alchemy room: "That's your home." ”

"You're here to discuss this with me?"

Saren stroked the red diamond crystal on the hilt of the sword at his waist with his thumb, turned around and sat down next to the chair on the other side, his indifferent gaze raised, and his voice was always indifferent.

"You are the only one of the younger generation of the current Killer Guild who has successfully returned from the Scanter Demon Sea alive, and at the same time the son of the previous generation of Killer Guild - the son of the former president Satymins, an uncontrollable monster who took over his father's throne at the age of twenty-eight, a terrifying and unpredictable future that no one can predict. ”

Pouring himself a cup of freshly made black tea, Curry closed his eyes and took a sip, raising his eyelids to look at Salen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Some want to push me to the throne of darkness, while others want to feed the wolves with my flesh. ”

Listening to Curry's words, Saren leaned over, reached out and pinched his forehead with his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth also raised a slight arc.

"The latter, I guess, is a bit more. ”

Putting down the teacup, Curry looked at Salen's gaze and became serious:

"Are you ready? ”

"What are you going to prepare?" asked Saren without moving, without even opening his eyes.

"It's not funny, Sarian, although I know you have your own plans, and Sadimins should have expected the current situation a long time ago, but once there is a war, no one can guarantee what will happen, I hope you ......"

"If fate were to die in my own home, Curry. Simply interrupting his friend's words, Saren sat up straight and opened his eyes to look at Curry, the smile on his lips had never been so obvious.

"If it was destined that I would die in my own home, wouldn't that be a good thing?"

“......”

With the blink of his eyes, Curry looked at Saren and suddenly fell silent, not speaking for a long time. Finally, he picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, stood up, put away the tea set, and looked at Salen, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth again:

"If it is destined that you will die, then I believe that there is only one place in the entire continent where you can be buried, and that place ...... It's not your home!"

Saren stood up, habitually stroked the magic sword on his waist with his left hand, looked at Curry, suddenly his eyes narrowed slightly, and his voice asked without ups and downs:

"If I were to kill you, how sure would you be that you would survive?"

"If it's you...... Ten points. ”

Without looking back, he waved his hand, and Curry's figure disappeared directly into the secret passage leading to the ground. And Salen, who was behind him, paused slightly, and the corners of his stiff mouth slowly raised.

......

With the sound of the entrance to the "Gala-La" secret passage opening, the figures of Curry and Salen appeared in the store one after another. The night before sunrise was as dark as a coal mine that had not been mined for many years, and I couldn't see my fingers. But even so, the moment they stepped into the door of the living room, Curry and Saren paused at the same time and looked in the direction of the sofa together.

In the darkness, a pair of golden eyes slowly opened.

"Curry, Salen, I need your help. ”

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