Dai Wenbo took the list back into the document list. "But what if you are asked to take a team? Could it be that we will not participate?"

The first event this year that affected the fate of Siren City, the Dai family had no reason not to participate. Whether they could benefit from it or not, participating in such a grand event was itself a proof of identity.

"We are neutral." Luo Ruixiu took out a small transparent glass ball, and a word floating inside it: Ink.

In the Siren City, Dai Wenbo still knew that this thing represented the will of the city lord, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. "I understand. At this time, the previous weak state of the Dai family could make us inconspicuous and protected by the city lord. Mr. Luo, thank you."

"This matter is just a matter of convenience, no thanks." Luo Ruixiu shook his head slightly. Although he was the elder of the Dai family, he had been neglecting family affairs for a long time. If he hadn't been thinking about the old love back then, he might have left the Dai family. The thing he did for the Dai family was really just a sudden reminder of the city lord after seeing the city lord.

"So... have you got the answer from the city lord for the purpose of this trip?"

Luo Ruixiu is a taciturn person who lives in seclusion in a deep forest hut outside the city on weekdays. Dai Wenbo is worried that if he doesn't ask in time, he may not have the chance to ask in the future.

This time, Luo Ruixiu was silent for a long time before he could recite a word.

"ink."

"What?"

"I suspect that Mo Tian did not follow her rules this time and came to the door immediately because the unknown Bingxue had something to do with her." Luo Ruixiu said: "I asked her directly, but she did not answer my question positively. As a result, after being silent for a long time, he avoided this topic."

"So you guess that Bingxue may have a blood relationship with her?" Dai Wenbo continued. But after thinking about it carefully, it seemed something was wrong: "But if it were that relative, why didn't there be any news before? What's more, the Lord of Motian City suddenly appeared? With the cultivation level of the ninth level fifth level, and with his own strength, the Siren City was established here. But no matter who, even the perverts in Zhongzhou, could not find any trace of where she had survived before. She herself said that if she could find it, she would make three promises for the man. It was obvious that she was not afraid that others would look for it at all... I still know these famous deeds."

"Based on these exact reasons, I have always believed that this person has no family. Or, no family will hide, and a master of the ninth level seventh level will ignore it. A strong man of this level is not a joke. He doesn't even want to do things through her reputation. Is this family sick?"

"So, the truth should be... what purpose she wants to achieve through ice and snow." Dai Wenbo finished speaking seriously and glanced at Luo Ruixiu's face. It was still the same as before, with a stiff face and could not see what he was thinking.

Dai Wenbo's guess is reasonable. But the elder of the family who knows the habits of the city lord is so sophisticated. Mo Tian talked with him for only ten minutes, but he could still see that there was something unnatural on the woman's face.

"Forget it. No matter how much speculation is, it is probably not the truth before there is more basis." Luo Ruixiu ended this topic. He did not have much interest in exploring the story between Mo Tian and Bingxue. People live in this world, there will always be some secrets. Some secrets that should not be known, and they will explore them at will, which will only cause death.

"So, do I still need to send someone to contact you?"

“Be sure to reach a friendly relationship.”

"I understand." Dai Wenbo took a deep breath and rubbed his swollen temples. Before the storm subsided, he might have been busy.

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In a city, there are lively places, and there are naturally quiet places.

In Siren City, except for the railway trains and buses managed by District 15, the most common transportation tool is various cloud beast carriages. It is not that other cloud beasts cannot be used as transportation tools. District 15 does not issue any relevant bans. As long as you are happy, you can use a dragon as your mount.

The use of horses as a common transportation tool is just because this type of cloud beast is easy to cultivate, and it is just right for the floor tiles covered in the Siren City. (Because this special floor tiles are not suitable for being driven by vehicles. Therefore, there have been no traces of vehicles in the Siren City.)

At this time, in front of the famous "Hazed House" in District 11, a pure black cloud horse, which is different from the ordinary cloud pedaling horse, pulls a carriage with extremely retro style and exquisite patterns, and takes the tall man to return to this place.

Walking down from the carriage, he was dressed in an ancient British pure black outfit, a round and tall hat, and a tender rose flower decorated his chest in front of him. The man carried the box and gently pushed the iron fence that was blocking the front, and then closed it gentlemanly.

I continued to enter the lifeless ancient house, and there were a little unexpectedly, with many lights illuminating the hall far brighter than usual.

"The person has finally arrived..." The boy who leaned on the sofa in the living room, drowsy and was almost covering himself with a blanket. Seeing that the person finally came, he looked relieved. He was about to cry. This place was so suitable for sleep.

He sat up straight and patted his face. The boy quickly adjusted his condition and said with great enthusiasm: "My name is Enis, just call me Nice."

"Shadow." Saasa sat next to him and slowly reported his name.

"I'm so sorry. After all, it's important, so I have to be cautious." The person who called the visitor was a short child sitting on the sofa at the main seat of the hall. His name was Bogulachi, and he was a mixed race between aliens and humans. He seemed to be not old last year, but in fact he was the first group of visitors since the construction of Siren City, and his voice was extremely old.

The young man sitting on another sofa stopped wiping the long knife. "Wen Yuyan."

Unlike Enis, who was not afraid to fall asleep due to etiquette, the last strong man with muscles was snoring just now, and he had just woken up. He touched his nose and made a sound like a human, low as thunder: "Zhu Zhi."

"Let me introduce it. I am Bogulachi, and this one here is Ghost Bone. But he doesn't like to talk, so please forgive me." Bogulachi pointed to the tall man next to him. Like Bogulachi, this man is a mixed-race child with incomplete body - Ghost Bone's eyes can only distinguish between red and black, and other colors are invisible blanks.
Chapter completed!