"Boy, I have eaten and drunk, should I tell your so-called secret?" When Su Su fell asleep on An Yang's shoulder again, Bailey carried a machete in his hand and crossed to An Yang's. In front of him, he didn't know when there was a gold necklace on his neck.
"She ate it, but I haven't eaten it yet?" An Yang smiled and looked up at Bailey.
Bailey was furious, "You kiddo you fool me!"
After that, he slashed at himself.
"Wait, wait, wait! I mean—" At first, An Yang just wanted to test if he really wanted to kill him with a single knife. Now that's it, he almost lost his life. "I mean, I haven't eaten anything for a day, you have to let me drink to quench my thirst, right?"
After speaking, An Yang glanced at the ground, where there was a pot that Susu dropped on the ground casually, and the wine spilled all over the floor.
"This little girl really doesn't know how to cherish, she didn't have a lot of alcohol, so she was so messed up?" Bailey complained dissatisfied, picked up the pot from the ground, held the spout and pointed it at An Yang's mouth. "Boy, Jiu Lie, blink your eyes when you can't drink, do you understand?"
"Yeah." An Yang just agreed, the mouth of the pot blocked his mouth, and then a cool liquid slowly flowed into his mouth.
The spirit was very cool when it entered the esophagus, but unfortunately after the next second, it was like a fire, where it passed, as if there was an invisible flame burning.
Even so, but the wine is very mellow, with a hint of sweetness, and of course, it is more hot and strong.
"Ah! Good wine!" Even An Yang, who doesn't like to drink on weekdays, had to give a sincere admiration.
I have heard people say that good wine will give people endless aftertaste, and it is only today that An Yang has personally understood the meaning of this sentence.
After the hot energy passed, his mouth was full of fragrance.
"The water in this wine is extracted from the water in the glacier river. The glacier river water has a cooling effect. Even if you boil it and drink it, the temperature is very high, but when you drink it in your mouth, there is still a coolness. Feeling like this." Seeing An Yang greedily drank the wine upside down, Bailey also threw the pot to the side and clapped his hands.
"Okay, I'm done with my conscience. It's up to you to tell me your secret. It really touches my heart. Choose your own way of death for your kid." Bailey stared at An Yang sternly.
"Yeah." An Yang turned his head and rubbed the wine stains off his mouth on his shoulders, and slowly said, "You grew up in Freel?"
"Nonsense, born in Frere, and died in Frere!" It can be seen that Bailey in front of him seems to have a strong feeling for Frere.
"Then you should have heard of the name of the guardian of the glacier?" An Yang noticed that when he finished talking about the guardian of the glacier, Bailey's eyes fluttered with enthusiasm.
What An Yang didn't know was that in the ancient capitals of Valoran Continent, almost every ancient capital had its own patron saint.
They are all ancient heroes, and they will stand up to save them when the ancient capital they belong to is about to fall.
The patron saint of Freel, also known as the patron saint of the glacier, has appeared the most in recent years. Of course, this is also inextricably linked to Freel's continuous wars in recent years.
A long time ago, Freir had always been a city-state, but was later divided by tribes large and small.
In Frere, you don't need to know the neighboring German towns, but you absolutely must not be ignorant of the existence of such a patron saint of glaciers.
Although its appearance is always unconscious, and few people see its true colors, its influence on the hearts of Freel's people is indelible.
"How did you know this name?" After the enthusiasm, Bailey returned to calmness. He has to say that although he was born as a hunter, his head is very easy to use.
"In your Freir, the famous patron saint of the glacier, how can no one spread it in other regions?" An Yang asked rhetorically.
Bailey was stunned, and then sneered, "Even if you are right, but the secret you want to tell me is only, does Freel have a patron saint of the glacier? If that's the case, you can. died."
"No, don't worry, what I want to say is-what if I know the whereabouts of the patron saint of the glacier?" An Yang said slowly.
Na Baili stood there blankly as if he had been hit by someone, his eyes fixed on An Yang, even for a moment, he even forgot to breathe, just staring at An Yang like that. , It took a long time to relax.
"You mean, you know the whereabouts of the patron saint of the glacier?" Bailey laughed at himself after speaking. "How is it possible that you will also know the whereabouts of our patron saint? It is a rare encounter in a century. Every shot will always bring the dawn of Freljord, how can you, an outsider, know its whereabouts?"
An Yang didn't speak, but just stared at Bailey.
The two of them stared at each other for a while, and Bailey slapped his thigh, "Damn you keep talking!"
Obviously, he was shaken, and he began to believe in An Yang.
After all, the news of the patron saint was too amazing for him, and it even covered the fact of the golden mountain in front of him.
When a person has faith, then he becomes very strong, and when a person has faith, then he becomes fearless.
Obviously, the name of the patron saint of the glacier is Bailey's belief, and it is the belief of all the people of Freljord. No matter how the war within Freel, if one day the patron saint appears, it will solve everything by itself.
Its name is a symbol, a symbol that can be surrendered to it by all people.
"And your so-called god is in this room." After An Yang finished speaking, Bailey's eyes showed a strange look.
He believes what An Yang said. After all, no one is stupid enough to make jokes about his life, and he makes such a low-level joke. If he says that the patron saint is in the room, but he does not find it, then he will die immediately. Lose.
So what An Yang said should not be false.
"What basis do you have?" Bailey didn't even notice it, and his tone of voice increased a bit.
"I naturally have my news channel. You only need to know that your patron saint is definitely in this room, and your incarnation has made an egg." An Yang told Bailey about such an important thing, naturally, he also had his own plan. of.
Didn't you let Lao Tzu be your summoner? Okay, let Bailey look for it and find you out. You can't just watch your summoner get killed by someone, right? Are you a patron saint? No matter what god you are, you can get me out of this ghost place.
This is An Yang's plan.
Otherwise, he would be so stupid? Anyway, it's death anyway, and it's still hard to escape death if you tell the news of the patron saint. Why do you want to provide convenience to those who kill yourself
"Okay! Wait, you kid, I'll save your life for now, and wait until I find the patron saint!" Bailey took a few breaths, as if he had made a difficult decision, and shouted at Lipa. Shouted.
"Damn! Don't sleep, get up quickly, the patron saint is in this cave!"
Lipa's boring temper shuddered involuntarily after hearing the patron saint.
This shows how majestic the patron saint has for them.
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"Is this—really the glacial patron saint of our Freire?" Bailey and Lipa squatted on the ground, in front of them placed a half-human-sized oval and smooth egg, the egg glowing with ice blue light. There was still a slight chill around him.
"There are legends about your patron saints, shouldn't I be reminded?" An Yang thinks of the mural he saw on the wall of the cave outside. There is also a big bird painted in the mural, and the following paintings have become Eggs
To the effect is that those ancient people painted to commemorate the patron saint, right? Every time it appears, it will bring peace to people.
"But why did the patron saint appear here? Could it be that Freel is about to reappear in chaos?" Bailey's face was not very good.
"Haha, it's not your concern whether there will be war or not, you still care about how you can go out is the kingly way." An Yang smiled. In addition, I reconsidered in my heart.
It seems that the patron saint really didn't lie to himself, there really is an egg in this room, and according to the scroll, this egg is his body—
But now that the crystal ball is in Bailey's hands, it is not realistic to want to sign a contract.
After Bailey and Lipa got the egg, they both knelt down around the egg, muttering words.
"Great omnipotent patron saint of the glacier! Your people are now trapped in an unknown cave. Please take action to save your people. Freljord will remember you forever." Bailey knelt on the ground very religiously and begged. After all, for him, there is nothing more uncomfortable than facing a pile of money but not being able to spend it.
Lippa was like Bailey, sitting and praying silently, but did not speak.
And An Yang sat aside and watched indifferently. This was Freir's patron saint, not his patron saint.
Besides, if you got yourself into this cave, there should always be a way to get yourself out, right
Thinking of this, An Yang couldn't help but feel relieved. She looked at Su Su who was sleeping beside her. She was tired enough today. Although she is separated from the outside and can't see the sky, but calculated according to time, it should be outside now. It's night.
I just don't know what happened to the barbarian, is he still looking for me? An Yang thought slightly in her heart.
Time just passed by bit by bit. During the period, An Yang slept drowsyly three times, and then suddenly awakened three times. After all, in such a place, facing two unpredictable hunters, he had to be constantly Beware.
However, during the three waking hours, An Yang found that they were still kneeling in front of the patron saint of the glacier, praying sincerely.
"Humph, really a bunch of fanatical believers." An Yang hummed coldly.