Wizards of the North

Anya went back, behaving quietly and docilely, and there was no movement on the Mozu side. Lily sat under the banner, quietly watching the little bear pick and choose. The wind passed by, and the nostalgic whirled in front of him, like a hiccup, stirring up a **** air, and taking it away.

A group of vultures in the sky are like rolling clouds, not daring to fall, but reluctant to leave. In the distance, more black shadows were flying towards here, and the sunlight gradually disappeared behind them. The shadow expanded rapidly on the ground, as if to swallow everything.

Lily didn't move, letting the vulture croak. She is used to sitting in this way, and always thinks of Bran inadvertently every time. Thinking of him lying lazily in a rocking chair, thinking of him sitting and lying lazily on the ground.

In Bran's eyes, the people around are like these vultures, right? Therefore, he always has an indifferent attitude. What about me? How does he think of me?

...

The Anya people and the demons are watching there. How can there be such a existence in the world?

Uneasiness and fear grow in their hearts.

How could that insignificant corpse on the ground attract so many vultures? This group of death messengers must have smelled something that made them so attached.

As the setting sun went down, the vultures did not return to their nests. They carefully landed around the girl in the twilight. A piece of blackness, like a boulder hanging over the head, made everyone breathless.

People look at the afterglow of the setting sun, their eyes are full of reluctance, as if that is the last hope in life.

As night fell, the northern army did not appear, which made everyone breathe a sigh of relief. The hard day is finally over, and I can sleep well tonight.

The moonlight is beautiful, and the girl against the moonlight is even more beautiful. She seemed to be tired from sitting, so she stood up and walked towards the demon camp.

Soldiers watching from both sides noticed the anomaly at the same time, and the alarm sounded sharp and ear-piercing.

The alarm came too late, and the girl's figure flickered in the moonlight, and she had entered the demon camp in a blink of an eye, and she had an extra torch in her hand.

She started to focus on igniting the first camp, and then the next...

The fire gradually became unstoppable and gradually reflected the entire sky red.

There is no place to stay on the walls of the Anya people. People crowded there, looking at the Mozu camp that had become a sea of ​​flames.

The demons are over! Some of the soldiers began to cheer, and then became louder and louder; the demons were over! The faces of many knights were sinking, and almost desperate emotions began to arise.

The night was too short, the morning sun could not wait to jump out of the mountain. The banner of the Northland stood alone there, the girl was gone, the stupid bear was gone, and the vulture was gone.

As if it was a dream, the ashes of fire that kept falling in the sky were the embers of the dream.

...

Bran sitting under the tree also had a dream. In the dream, Lily walked out of the sea of ​​fire, and endless flames twisted and beat behind her, gradually forming a pair of huge wings.

She looked at him questioningly...

Fell asleep and had a strange dream. Bran sat there in a daze for a long time, and finally gave up the guess about the dream.

Dreaming hasn't happened for a long time, because he no longer needs sleep. Now I went to sleep inexplicably and had another inexplicable dream.

The hair wet with sweat, the chill that rises slightly in my heart, interesting!

With the sound of footsteps, Zoya came to Bran and sat down, and then asked a little surprised: "Why do you sweat so much?"

"Well, I had a dream, and there was a big fire in the dream."

"Like me again!"

"It's so late, why don't you sleep yet."

"Can't sleep, today I competed with Irene two games-lost. So I want to know, how did you improve in the first place?"

"Are you sure you want to know?"

"Ok"

"Poke the honeycomb."

Zoya...

Looking at Zoya's suspicious expression, Bran emphasized again, "Really. Under the stimulation of pain and danger, you will find that you are far stronger than you think."

...

Coaxing Zoya away, Bran patted the old tree and confessed: "Tomorrow I am going to Sandstone City, and I will leave it to you and Huahua."

"No! I want to go this time."

"I want you to go! The question is, can you go?"

The old tree had no words for a long time, the forest road leading to the sandstone city was too narrow, and the branches of the trees on both sides were too luxuriant. Forcibly passing is not impossible, but with the old tree's current swaying way of walking, it is a bit too difficult.

Gushu regretted it, regretted not listening to Bran's words at the beginning-reducing his stature.

Bran continued to tempt him: "Just now, you also heard about Zoya."

"Ok."

"I will also keep the goblins Lando and Lanjia by your side, and recruit a bunch of hornets."

"Hmm -" Gu Shu immediately came to his spirit.

"Zuoya will be in charge of the exercises, how about you?"

"it is good!"

"Be sure to keep her safe."

"Okay, I can't die." Gu Shu started gearing up.

Bran chose to believe in ancient trees...

It's time to explore the problems of Sandstone City, and hope everything goes well.