The Wizard’s Fairy Tale

The magnificent palace.

In a unique warehouse.

"Really exquisite spinning!" The girl with this silvery-white hair, a delicate face and a few freckles on her nose, was lying on a pile of woven yarn, and said lazily and comfortably.

In front of her, there were three strange-looking old women:

One of the feet of the first woman was wide and flat; the lower lip of the second was very long, drooping to the chin; and the thumb of the third was very wide.

Such an image of a woman, just going outside, will attract the special attention of others.

They were holding spindles, scissors, and poles respectively, spinning the yarn quickly and well, just like three machines without emotion.

In fact, they also seem to have no emotions. Listening to the words of the silver-haired girl, the three old textile women seemed to have not heard them, all doing their own things silently.

Suddenly, the movements of the three old textile women stopped. They looked at each other, and they couldn't see the depth in their muddy eyes. They just said, "Here comes!"

"he came!"

"he came!"

The silver-haired girl was taken aback, stood up, rushed to the spinning wheel, and asked worriedly, "Who is he? Who is here? Is the prince? No, give me the place quickly! I want to spin. Up!"

The silver-white-haired girl is like a cheating student who is about to be found out in the exam, she has no master, and panicked.

The three old textile women stood up in silence and gave up their positions to the silver-white haired girl.

The girl sat down, and then began to frantically, picking up the weaving tools in a strange way, and tossing, she said to the three old textile women, "Are you still here? Just like last time, hide it!" "

After speaking, the silver-haired girl lowered her head and began to study the tools in her hand.

After she straightened out the things in her hand, and raised her head again, the three old textile women suddenly disappeared just like the situation that suddenly appeared before.

The silver-white maiden is no surprise.

She knew in her heart that these three old women were not ordinary people, and they might even be the incarnation of the devil, but she had fallen to where she is now because of lies, and even if it was a real devil, she didn't care.

Not long after the three old textile women disappeared, there was a noisy footsteps coming in from afar.

Soon, a middle-aged blond woman with gorgeous clothes and all kinds of jewellery walked into the warehouse surrounded by a group of guards and maids.

After looking around the contents of the warehouse with a majestic gaze, she immediately showed a satisfied smile on her face. She picked up a spun yarn and praised the silver-haired girl who was standing beside Rarity.

"Barla, the yarn you spin is beautiful and tight. I already believe what your mother said, you are really the best spinning woman in the country!"

The silver-white girl with white hair, known as Bara, squeezed out a smile and gave a dry laugh, not daring to speak.

The middle-aged blond woman smiled faintly, and after looking around in the storeroom for a long time, she suddenly moved and said to Bara, "Barla, do you want to get some fresh air?"

"Fresh?" Bara asked inexplicably, but vaguely guessed something in her heart.

"Yes, do you want to go out and breathe the air outside?" the middle-aged blonde woman laughed.

"I... can it? Don't I have to spin all the linen before I can go out?" The silver-haired girl Bara couldn't believe it.

"Occasionally exceptions, even the Lord of Light will allow! Proper rest can weave at a faster speed, so that I can make what I said become a reality! In fact, you should also meet William! Hope you like each other."

Barra's face suddenly turned red, "This..."

Before Bara could show her "girl's shyness", the middle-aged blonde woman took Bara away with a "mature woman's decisiveness" to breathe fresh air.

The warehouse fell into silence again.

The three old spinning women didn't know where they came from, and they sat in various positions on the spinning wheel and started spinning.

A faint light flashed.

William appeared silently outside the doorway.

He looked back at the place where Barra and others had disappeared, and shook his head slightly and said, "I didn't expect that the prince of this country is also called William! Really, why not be called Arthur? Both the name of the person and the name of the website are pretty Fire!"

After vomiting, he turned his head and looked back at the three old spinning women.

At this moment, William’s forehead eyes suddenly changed, because the magic mirror suddenly told him that the three old spinning women who had the power of a first-level wizard that had been detected before were in a weird state, changing between reality and reality. Non-stop.

But in William's eyes, the three old textile women still had the original image and the original situation.

William's heart changed at this time, and he didn't know whether to go in or not to go in.

Just when he was hesitant to run away with the Ruyi cloak, the three old textile women in the house opened their voices.

"Hello! Guests outside of fate!"

"Hello! Fortunate ones without fate lines!"

"Hello! The invisibility of the world~www.ltnovel.com~ William faintly felt that these old textile women had guessed who they were, and knew that they were not the natives of this world, but a smuggler!

His expression suddenly became solemn, "Who are you?"

Upon hearing this, the three old textile women suddenly smiled mysteriously, and continued to weave gauze in their hands.

But William, the scene in front of him was a burst of change, appearing in a mighty and bizarre space that couldn't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

In the space, a long silver-gray river covering the sky and the sun, with no head in front and no tail in the back, slowly flowed past his eyes.

In front of this long silver-gray river, William was just a small dust.

And the three old textile women, who were also by the silver-gray river at this time, had their bodies open to the sky, each with a body several hundred feet tall.

Holding spindles, scissors, and poles in their hands, they fished out a basin of water from the silver-gray river and began to weave them in front of William.

The water in the silver-gray river is like the finest linen, spun into gauze in the hands of three old women.

Gauze made of water!

Still close and unreal!

William was stunned.

He focused his attention on three old spinning women.

The three old women were still weaving gauze made of water without stopping.

Slowly, William suddenly discovered that the three old women were spinning and weaving, exuding a magical charm.

Looking at it, some problems in "Curse of Destiny", which I didn't understand, began to understand.

William suddenly understood how this is an ordinary river, this is a river of fate.

These three weaving old women are weaving their fate!