Wizards of the North

Zoya looked at Bran on the rocking chair with a little pain. At this time, Bran's cheek was bruised, and one of his eyes was also black. Irene was also looking at this face carefully at this time, just a little happy and excited. Bran explained with the heroic and lofty voice that is unique to the Northland at this time: "It is the facial pattern, the symbol of the adulthood of the Northland people. As it matures, it will become a beautiful and domineering decoration."

Lily curled her lips on the side, and decided to wait until the guests left to make Bran more mature-so that his other eye socket was also black. Today, almost everyone is uncharacteristically. Bran continues to provoke Xiaolong Nan. As a result, Ayman has fully demonstrated what a knight manner is. When Bran’s words are all farts, they are still very tasteless...

Lily persuaded him, probably because my brother had been frightened since he was a child, and his spirit was a little unstable. So Ayman stepped forward immediately, saying that he would take good care of Bran.

Zhuoma stood not far from Bran and hummed softly, indicating that he was in a pretty good mood now.

Bran decided to leave the realm that made him frustrated, and whispered to Zoya and Irene: "Take you around. Have you not seen this manor carefully? By the way, I will tell you some secrets of the Northland."

The secret of the Northland aroused the curiosity of the two little girls, and immediately caught Bran in a tacit understanding, just like a long-time best friend, with little hands on his shoulders, looking impatient. .

Bran took the two little girls away, Ayman wandered around Lily, and Dolma was dumbfounded. He realized that no one of the two separated groups was going to play with him. So his singing began to become lonely and sad...

Bran stood in front of the shadow wall, pointed at the phoenix above, and started talking nonsense: "This bird is called the phoenix. Few people outside know that it is a secret strictly guarded by our people in the North. They hide in the wasteland like a god. Guarding the North Land. Anyone who dares to invade this land will welcome him to burn everything."

Irene didn't believe it: "There is no unkillable existence, so I patted the sword on the waist."

Looking at the violent woman, Bran shook his head helplessly: "They will be reborn from the ashes. They are immortal. On this land, wind, rain, thunder and lightning go back and forth, and every time lightning and thunder will resurrect them starting point."

Looking at the two little girls who were a little surprised and unbelievable, Bran decided to deepen the impression of the two little girls and began to tell a story: "Long, long ago..."

...

Just as Bran relived the warmth and pleasure of telling a story to the little girl, two teenagers who had been tanned by the wind and sun turned out from the other side of the screen wall.

Bran stopped his story, the trembling caused by the excitement went straight to his brain, and then he rushed over and jumped up and pounced on the two teenagers-his brother.

The two teenagers stood there, laughing and letting Bran move around, squeezing. Bran never thought that his brother's return would make him so happy and so excited. He has always felt alienated from his brothers. It seems that the place where he meets most is the dining table in the restaurant. But the instinctive reaction of the body told him that these two people are very, very important people in his life. This has nothing to do with reason. It is natural. The necessary connection formed by blood may be covered up by some things and some people, but after a long time of separation and gathering, it will return to the most primitive meaning-affection.

"What's wrong with this face?" The second brother asked concerned.

"I was beaten." Bran pointed in the direction of his sister, completely forgetting the bragging, but still did not forget to mislead.

The two brothers looked at the location pointed by Bran, saw his sister, and saw the flies around her. Then because he saw his younger brother again, he was bewildered by the infinitely magnified affection, and he became angry, ready to teach that fly a lesson.

Irene saw through Bran's insidious intentions, and promptly added: "He was beaten by his sister."

Then the anger of the two brothers receded instantly, and the look in Bran's eyes was not good.

Bran didn't care about his brother's eyes, but made a long scream in his mouth, which drove the bits and pieces of his body to make a happy sound. The animals in the villa also felt Bran’s happy emotions, and responded to Bran’s whistling together. As a result, howling wolves, singing eagles, and neighing horses became one piece, and the flocks of birds near the villa were also shocked to fly into the sky, gathering and circling in darkness.

Lily was attracted by her brother's howling and looked over. When she jumped up, she shook off the flies around her and ran towards the two toothy teenagers...

...

When the brothers came back, Bran stopped worrying about his sister. He believed that the two brothers now could pinch the little dragon man to death at will. The sky fell and there was a tall man, and now the other two little men from the duke's house returned, which made him breathe a sigh of relief.

Or to put it another way, after the two brothers left, Bran unconsciously tried to do what he could as a man in the family. Now that the two real men come back, he can no longer be so manly, so he relaxes.

In the evening, Bran still did not escape the fate of being added a dark circle by her sister. As long as her sister had been trained, she would remember that she had been concealed for so long, and the pursuit of individual strength by the people in the north would only become more angry. Bran can foresee that if he doesn't do something to ease his sister's anger, then life will not be better for a long time.

Bran didn't intend to hide anything, but his previous life's knowledge of social division of labor, group power, dependence on machinery, and some inertia in thinking made him insufficiently aware.

Bran is now standing in front of her sister with a pair of panda eyes, standing unconventionally. He didn't want to find any excuses for his sister at this time. Try again to explain: "I really didn't mean it, can I sit next to you?"

"Standing!"

"I am a wizard, and you are also a wizard. My two must have more common language."

"Get out! Get angry when you mention it."

"Then I really left?"

"roll……"

"Okay, you let me go. Actually, I thought of some methods that might help you improve your ability."

"come back!"

Lily looked at her younger brother who was grinning smirkly, and chuckled.

...

"You see your power is acting on yourself" Bran said while using his abilities on the ground to outline the outline of the human body, "Then you need at least a simple understanding of the structure of the human body."

Lily listened carefully to every word of her brother, and a more subtle world of the human body was also revealed before her eyes. He knew about bone marrow, about hematopoiesis, about cells, etc...

Bran did not hide what he knew from his sister, as long as he could remember. Watching Bran gesturing on the human body pattern, any movement is related and must be completed by a group of muscles and so on. This is actually a personal movement belt...

In terms of magic, it can only be suggested that you should relax as much as possible in the initial stage, and feel the subtler parts of yourself with your heart. The more subtle the better, keep going deeper, your skin, your muscles, and your bones, and then continue to deepen to make up their more The subtle existence, Bran slowly, said in a low and strong voice with strong hints and guidance.

Then, he saw his sister fall to the ground, foaming at her mouth, just like when he first used magic to explore a more microscopic world. Her attendant Lisa rushed over, and while holding Lily, she asked angrily, "What did you do!?"

Dany stood beside Bran and looked at Lisha in silence.

Little Lori Shiri looked at both sides in a daze.

Bran hoped that his mother was present, and he still couldn't hold the place. Maybe everyone still saw him as an unreliable child.