"Fremea? Are you okay?" Chen Ze looked at Sanglong who had just opened the door and walked in. His condition was obviously not good.

The tired look and the scars on his tail showed that this guy had just experienced a battle.

Alyssa shuddered. What could be more embarrassing than the unlucky guy just discussing hearing her words?

Now Alyssa understood why Chen Ze suddenly stopped buying meat. After all, even Alyssa herself could not buy her friend's meat for cooking.

But... what Alyssa is worried about now is that the red dragon that she put on the chopping board just now is now sitting next to her, holding his chin and looking at her.

Fremea's gaze put a lot of pressure on Alyssa. She twisted uneasily and tried to sit at another table, but Fremea stopped her.

"You just wanted to buy my meat?" Fremea pressed Alyssa's shoulders and looked at Chen Ze with a smile.

"Well, I used to think that I wouldn't know you at that time." Chen Ze admitted frankly, and that was the truth anyway.

"Oh~ I thought some virgin bought my meat to do something terrible~" Fremea smiled playfully.

Chen Ze rolled his eyes. He had become more and more accustomed to Fremea's ridicule. He was just as indifferent to being called stupid by his good brother.

"Fremeia, you scared my guest." Chen Ze glanced at Fremea helplessly, and Alyssa's face turned pale.

"Tsk, tsk, you want to buy my meat, but you have so little courage." Fremea shook her head and let go of her hand.

She didn't really care that this human businessman wanted to buy her meat. After all, she also knew that after she was expelled from the Dragon Clan, countless intelligent creatures were interested in her.

Even when we met the group of dragon slayers this morning, we could still hear them arguing about how to distribute their bodies.

"It's boring, human boy. Give me a special recommended meal. But first, I don't have money to give you now. If you want, I can cut some meat for you." Fremea yawned.

, picked up Alyssa’s cup and drank it all in one gulp.

Alyssa silently changed her position, and Chen Ze kindly gave her a new glass of lemonade.

Come to think of it, Alyssa didn't intend to use the cup that Fremea had just used.

"Okay." Chen Ze nodded, returned to the kitchen, and quickly cooked for the two guests.

Fremea touched her belly. She could still feel the pain here. After all, she had just been hit by a magician with an ice and snow storm.

This made Fremea a little regretful. Most magicians would not use fire magic on red dragons. Fremea also said that she planned to use some pyroblasts to warm her stomach.

"By the way, Fremea, can I ask the name of the soul in the abyss of souls?" Chen Ze hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to ask. After all, Hasta agreed to help him fish people out of the abyss of souls.

of.

The atmosphere in the restaurant fell silent instantly, and Alyssa looked back and forth between the kitchen and Fremea in surprise.

As a believer of the Goddess of Wealth, of course she also knows where the abyss of souls is.

It is said that there is a hell for the unbelieving, and every unbelieving person and blasphemer will suffer endless torture there.

What surprised Alyssa was that Chen Ze would actually ask about this matter, and it was also related to Fremea.

"I said, you don't need to take care of my affairs." Fremea calmly took a sip of lemonade, but the air became even more depressing.

Alyssa could feel that Fremea's mood was not as calm as her tone.

"I know an existence. She should be able to help you bring out the soul you want from the abyss of the soul, but only if you tell me the name and appearance." Chen Ze took out Alyssa's curry pork chop rice and put it on the table.

In front of Alyssa.

"Ha... it's really funny. Although I'm going to die soon, it doesn't mean you can tease me like this." Fremea raised her head angrily and stared at Chen Ze closely.

Chen Ze's mouth twitched, but thinking about it was basically the same as when he heard someone telling him that he could resurrect the dead.

Chen Ze became indifferent. If he were the person, he wouldn't believe it. He might even call the other party crazy, and then make a phone call to the lunatic asylum to pick him up.

"You don't have to believe it." Chen Ze shrugged and returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.

He didn't owe Fremea anything, so he didn't need to go out to help Fremea. What's more, Fremea was just a guest at most, not even a friend.

Fremea was stunned. She thought about many possibilities, such as Chen Ze continuing to persuade her, comforting her, etc.

Or maybe he scolded her for not believing in him and would rather let hope slip away from her hands.

But unexpectedly, Chen Ze just said calmly, "You don't have to believe it" and went back. This made Fremea think that what Chen Ze said might be true.

Fremea looked down at her hands, and then took out a gold coin from her chest. It was a very ordinary gold coin, but because it was well maintained, there was no stain on it.

Fremea held the small gold coin tightly in her hand and held it to her heart, her eyes a little dull.

Chen Ze's words brought back the hope she had given up and the memories buried deep in her heart.

"Oh~ my little princess, you are the treasure given to me by the world. Let me think about it... How about your name is Fremea?" The red dragon looked at the little dragon who had just emerged from the shell tenderly.

"Fremeia, how many times have I told you, your father is always very busy, you can't trouble your father for such a trivial matter." The red dragon helplessly knocked on the head of the young dragon.

"Fremea, do you like this too?" The red dragon smiled and handed a gem to the young dragon.

"Fremea, you asked mom why she didn't pray to the dragon god? Because mom caught the food herself." The red dragon rubbed the baby dragon's head.

"Fremea, don't cry. Mom just... just went to sleep outside. Let's make a bet. When this gold coin gets rusty, mom will come back~" The red dragon smiled and put a gold coin on the

It fell into Xiaolong's hands and was taken away.

This was the last time Fremea saw her mother, and this was also the last time she touched her mother's hand.

"Guest, please take your time." Chen Ze placed the braised chicken and rice on Fremea's table.

"Irene Charlotte Lingling." Fremea grabbed Chen Ze's hand.

"Huh?" Chen Ze was confused.
Chapter completed!