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Miria's wrist was red, although it began to feel very painful, but it did not leave any more serious scars, and Qiao Sen glanced at Forty-Seven who was sitting alone on a sand dune in the distance, the latter's steel black wings spread slightly, and his eyes seemed to be two ghost fires floating in the air, but he couldn't see where he was looking, an image of a complete demon.

At the moment, Frey and Abazigh are already fighting hotly, and it seems that Abazigh has finally found a satisfactory interlocutor.

"I haven't heard of the Northern Chamber of Commerce Alliance, when I went to the North to hunt the Thunder Dragon, it was still a barren land. Although a merchant is indispensable, he can never become the master of the continent!In fact, I see that you have a great talent for learning magic, why don't you travel around the continent with me, I guarantee that you will become a great mage! Look at what you have around your neck, a rare white crystal, so I say you have the qualifications to become a great **** master!" Abazige, who changed into the image of an old man again, talked eloquently, constantly proposing various ideas that made people salivate, I don't know if he was just playing with Freys, or if he was serious.

"Ho ho, you look up to me too much, in fact, I was just an ordinary businessman who couldn't see a big scene, and it was already my highest honor to be able to talk to you, how dare I expect anything else. Frey was smiling, wondering if he was dealing with Abazigh or if he really thought he wasn't going to have that kind of luck.

"The smell of blood in the air is getting stronger, maybe another continental war is about to begin, this is an opportunity, either to die in the wilderness or to become a hero, I have seen too many such things. Come over and let me see your face, Master Abazigh can see your future from your face...... Your journey is full of dangers, you have to be careful, you will be in bad luck if you don't listen to the noisy host!"

Abazig's words made Frey listen: "It is said that there is a war between the Argus Empire and the elves of the Sleeping Forest, and war is an opportunity to make a fortune, but it is not good to die for it, do you know about this?"

"Hmph! Humans are so small that they fight each other for meaningless reasons. I'm thirsty, bring me your hydration bag! I look like a miser, even the hydration bag is around your neck, and you look like a shelf. There is no war all the time, there is no war, the hatred between mages and elves has been going on for hundreds of years, and I don't think this time will completely solve any problems. Oh, you hydration bladder looks interesting!"

"This is the gift I was going to give you, please accept my reverence for you!" Frey held back the heartache and expressed his admiration to Abazig with a solemn face.

"Magical creatures, hum!" Abazig fiddled a few times, didn't drink water, and then threw the water bag far away instead of Freys's arms, "I thought it was a rare snow silkworm skin...... I'm not unfamiliar with this! Magic can be convenient, but it's not something worth collecting!"

"Oh, oh...... By the way, Lord Abazig, I sincerely ask you to accept this white crystal, and in my hands, this precious gem is just an ornament......"

"Well, what is this......" Abazig held the crystal up in front of his eyes, and he didn't know what color he could see in the black light: "Although it is not very pure, there are some cyan impurities! There is a white crystal ten times larger than this in my hole, I tell you, the color is like snow, touch it in your hand......"

The others looked at them dumbfounded.

The word must have been made for Abazig and Fres, who talked about the color of the white crystal and then the origin of the various gems, and then from the origin of the various gems to the local customs, and then from the customs to all kinds of nasty monsters, and then Abazig began to boast that he had destroyed a tribe of frost giants by himself and described the details, and Frey listened with fascination interspersed with just the right amount of inquiries and surprises, and when Abazig had enough of breathing, he began to talk about the hateful goblin gnolls he had encountered on the trade routes, how insidious and cruel they were, and how he commanded Ruoding to fight hard, provoked Abazigh for a moment of disdain and then took over the conversation and continued, but during this time, Frey kept touching all kinds of gadgets from his body to show Abazigh, and took the opportunity to ask for some news that he was interested in......

They ended up pulling it all the way until dawn broke in the east!

"Good, good!" Abazigh said, holding the white crystal and a few other small objects, all of which looked like sparkling gemstone jewelry or something, "You're such an interesting person!"

He stroked his yellow beard and was satisfied: "I should go, go back to my lovely home—I wonder how I have slept in this place for so long! If it weren't for those two people jumping around on my head, I might still have slept...... But from tomorrow onwards, I will be able to enjoy the morning light in the warmth of my bed!Stand back, human, Lord Abazigh will remember you!"

Then he began to swell and change back into the form of a dragon - another black miasma, and the huge body of the dragon was already flying towards the depths of the desert: "According to my judgment, these days will be good weather!

Watching the brass dragon disappear into the morning light of the double sun, Frey sat on the ground, his clothes were soaked with sweat, he took the water bag that the mercenary helped him pick up, and poured a few big mouthfuls in a row, it seemed that he was exhausted by the whole middle of the night: "I'm exhausted...... The losses are huge...... I'll live a few years less...... Ahh

Frey climbed up the camel beast with the help of the mercenaries, and the bright sunlight shone on him, which made him shiver, he glanced at Jossen and Miria, and his voice was tired: "Alright, let's go back, pack our things and go—please, stop making trouble for yourself!"

Forty-Seven didn't know when he had left, and even Josson hadn't noticed, and it was hard to be distracted by anything else in front of a dragon - but what if you did?

But why does the brass dragon Abazig say he's not a semi-purgatory......

Wrapped in a blanket, Frey sat on the back of a hunched beast and languished. The night wind of the desert and the communication with a dragon tossed him a lot, and when he returned, he was frightened, frightened, hungry and thirsty, and poured a lot of things and poured most of the bags of honey and cold water, but vomited and diarrhea along the way, and had a high fever the next night - if it weren't for Qiao Sen's ability to "get rid of disease" to treat Freys, I am afraid that Frey would have confessed more than 200 pounds in the desert.

"Mr. Johnson...... Why do I feel a little cold again...... Can you help me with some more treatment?" Frey squinted at the blisters, not even bothering to look at the weather, since the brass dragon said that the weather was good when he left, then the weather must be good—several large gems!

"Mr. Frey, the night in the noisy desert is very cold, you know better than me, you are cold, and the original gastrointestinal disease has been aggravated by improper diet, this still has to be slowly recuperated, my ability is actually only to make you feverish, don't drink honey water these days, let Mann make you some hot soup......"

Jossen leaned out on his horse, touched Freys' hand, and said.

"Alas...... For such a small amount of money...... It's really strange to live this kind of life of eating and sleeping all day long, and it would be strange if the body didn't collapse" Frey sniffled, and the sun didn't feel warm at all on his body: "Fortunately, it's almost out of the desert...... I'll have to rest at the Chamber of Commerce's stronghold for two days before I hit the road...... How's that companion Miria of yours?"

Qiao Sen glanced back at the lonely, slender figure at the back of the line, his eyes filled with anxiety.

It seemed that she was still haunted - Jossen didn't know what to do with her, the black figure under the cloak had become an unbreakable knot in Milia's heart, and the obvious evil roamed the neighborhood with impunity, but everyone but her ignored it......

Qiao Sen had a faint trace of worry in his heart, although it was rare, but there were indeed cases where the paladin had deviated from his ideas and beliefs due to various things during the journey of the trial, and the incident had happened, if ......

He shook his head diligently, pushing the ominous thought out of his mind.

As the caravan trekked, the shuangri finally became a little gentle.

The latest chapter of the high-speed debut magic suit, this chapter is the third chapter of the burning jungle ninth round Frey and the dragon (below) address is.