Wizards of the North

When he arrived at the river, Bran grabbed a handful of sand and looked at the many turbid but translucent sand grains, scattered along his fingers, feeling very satisfied.

Zoya walked to Bran, followed Bran’s way, grabbed a handful of sand, and asked, "What's in here?"

"Phoenix."

Zoya chuckled softly: "You are lying to us again."

Bran was very serious, and lowered his voice: "Really, keep awe of this land."

Then he looked up at a young man who was about to lean towards the river and shouted: "Come back, do you want to die!?" Then quickly picked up a stone and threw it towards the river in front of the young man. A huge figure dormant there, twisting. The body is gone.

Bran cursed inwardly, which is not good. Although the teenagers who stood with Zhuoma were pretty good, the training they received was not comparable to that of the Northland and Dragoons, even if it was Bran's training in water. The differences in the natural living environment have caused huge contrasts in perceptions and reactions to dangers. Next to the river in the capital city, noble ladies can walk around with confidence and children can play with peace of mind, so the first reaction to seeing the river is a sense of security and a place to rest. But here is the Northland, and rashly approaching the water source is seeking death.

Looking at the pair of little dragon knights next to him, and then at Zhuoma's group of teenagers, he gestured to the river bank and said, "Who opened their eyes?"

Ayman said, "I'm coming."

After speaking, he pulled out his sword, walked to the river, and then stood there quietly. The surrounding teenagers watched him nervously, just now the huge black shadow in the river really shocked them. A dark figure swam over slowly, if it weren't for the teenagers who had been watching nervously, it might not be easy to find out. When the black shadow approached the shore, his whole body bent towards the bottom of the river and continued to approach. When the entire head was almost touching Ayman’s feet, he paused for a while. When the head was about to rise and was about to pounce, Ayman stabbed with a sword and was inserted between the black shadow’s eyes. At the same time, let go of the sword and jump back. At this time, the power of the beast in the river burst out, and the whole body inertially threw up, sending his dead body to the shore.

Now the teenagers can clearly see that this is a six-legged beast that is several meters long and resembles a crocodile.

Bran clapped his hands and praised: "Awesome."

Zoya seemed to be demonstrating, walked to Bran's side, and asked: "How is it better than you?"

Facing Zoya's question, Bran was speechless. Because the little girl took advantage of her fist, she took it for granted that she was better than Ayman who took the guy, thinking about helping herself to fight for face. Looking at Zoya who looks good at you, and then at Irene who is smiling next to her, this is embarrassing. If I can win the guy, will I ask my sister to beat him?

Bran hurriedly changed the topic: "My civilized people don't talk about these killings, my little girl should be gentle and generous, and take you to see the real secrets of the North."

...

The word secret touched everyone around, and even Irene, who wanted Bran to not come to stage, stopped the follow-up.

"Remember that story?"

"The broken bird on your wall again?" Irene was a little annoyed.

"There has been an unknown fire in this sandy land, which burned for several days and nights." There was no door on Bran's mouth. "So there must be an image of a phoenix here."

Irene, sneered: "Liar! I asked, my dad said there are no **** phoenixes in Northland."

Bran showed a helpless look of your silly expression, and counterattacked: "This shows that you still believe it."

Irene took the sword, took a step back and pulled away, preparing to teach Bran a lesson. Ayman intervened in time and separated the two. Bran spread his hands and generously expressed that he didn't care about Irene, but this gesture had a counterproductive effect.

So Bran saw Ayman leaping forward and avoided him. Irene took the opportunity to swipe his sword, and Bran scolded me secretly just to show that it doesn't matter. With the teenagers watching, Bran rushed forward, trying to grab Irene's arms. A pair of short knives jumped into the hands at the same time, carrying a silver starlight, and slapped the oncoming sword. But Irene, who had been prepared for a long time, also avoided backwards, and made two consecutive slashes, staggering Bran.

I was even more excited to see the silver star Irene as I wish. She likes the light of the knife, the scattered light, and the dreamy feeling that seems to be held by her hand. So she swung the sword faster and faster, causing Bran to dance a light and shadow in front of her.

A cat howl behind her interrupted Irene's excitement. She felt a chill in the back of her neck, forcing her to take a step aside and put her sword in a defensive posture. Bran's short knife was put away when she stopped, and then spread her hands and shouted: "Tie, tie."

Looking at Bran's spread hands, Irene felt a sense of suffocation. And because I was in a state of being caught between the black cat Huahua and Bran, I really couldn't get up anymore, so I still had some ideas, some regrets, some helplessness, and reluctantly responded, "I will let you go this time."

...

Bran clapped his hands, the interference that had just happened before did not happen, and continued to speak: "This is the Northland, not the boundary where dragons ride the birds without shit." This is a good breath, and Bran has a feeling of finding his place. . "There are many ancient existences, ancient secrets."

Bran bewitched: "And now an ancient secret is under your feet. As long as you bend down a little and rip the river sand under your feet, you are likely to discover this secret. Even if you don't find it, what will you lose? But everything is worth it compared to exploring ancient secrets."

After speaking, Bran ignored the group of teenagers, pretending to find a safe area away from the river, and started digging the sandpit. Digging sand pits by the river or the sea is very interesting. Inadvertently, all kinds of beautiful stones, shells and even amber will be encountered. As long as the luck is not bad, there will always be one or two things.

So on the river beach, the initially suspicious teenagers kept exclaiming, and kept showing various discoveries in front of others, and the atmosphere became more and more high.

Brother Xiaolongqi was very close to Bran, and they talked in a low voice, "How?"

Irene smiled and said: "I am not as fast as him, but his strength is not as good as mine. Suddenly among me, the speed was raised to the fastest, and he took it easily."

"How bad is it?"

"It's a lot worse. His sword is weird. In fact, he has been using the knife to slap my sword. This is not conducive to speed, but he still seems very relaxed.

Then, I increased my strength and disrupted his rhythm. His technique is different from that of the northerners seen before. When the strength is increased to a certain level, the result of the collision is as if he is just passively accepting, and there is not much resistance, giving you the feeling that the power is empty. , He is more like using the inertia brought by the weight of the weapon itself to counter my blow. But he himself is not easy. From his reaction afterwards, it is a bit reluctant to keep up with me.

His weapon use is more interesting, more like throwing the weapon over at a very fast speed. "

Speaking of this, Irene threw a stone to her brother. "That's it. When you want to countershock him by blocking and other means, he is basically separated from the weapon, and he will not be visibly shaken.

At first, he was almost at a loss, so he pressed him with a hammer so that he could accept it if he wanted to.

Against him, as long as he is not attacked close by at first, he can basically be beaten under pressure. "

Speaking of this, I couldn't help but smile and looked at my embarrassed brother. He added: "Don't you think Bran's actions are too much like women in the North?" Then he laughed loudly, without any image, and patted his brother on the shoulder from time to time, attracting the teenagers on the beach to look at him. To them.

Because of the mention of Bran, the siblings turned their eyes to him, and their eyes widened. At this time, Bran was cautiously lifting a clear and transparent egg the size of a human head from the bunker with the surface reflecting fluorescence. Facing the sun, Bran raised the egg in his hand above his head, and the brothers and sisters saw a golden shadow made up of light in the egg. Then, for the first time, Ayman knew that his sister could still scream when she laughed. In the screaming, he heard her sister's slightly unfamiliar and unbelieving and surprised tone: "Phoenix!"

Then, he saw Bran embraced the egg in his arms and protected it, all the light and shadow disappeared, and he felt an unspeakable loss.