Wizards of the North

After receiving the lesson, An Dong, who ran out of the city ahead of time, was able to see the full picture of the vision, magnificent and unstoppable.

Xiao En sat quietly not far away, recording everything in front of him. Bran was right. Recording was the meaning of his existence. When he picked up the pen and paper again, he felt peaceful. No matter how dangerous or peaceful, it is hard to shake him. He is just a watcher, life and death will be frozen in the pen.

Xiao En's peace formed a huge contrast with the panic around him. Attracted by this, An Dong walked behind Xiao En and watched the words flow out of his pen, his mind gradually calmed down.

He saw from Sean that there was no conflict in the world. This old scholar had put aside everything and began to enjoy his last years. This gave An Dong a hint of understanding: "Did you see him?"

Xiao En kept writing, and answered casually, "I think it is."

"Does he know it?"

"Well, I didn't hide it."

An Dong sighed, "Is he revenge?"

"You and I are not worth mentioning." Shawn shook his head and laughed and stopped, pointing to the scene in front of him, "If this is considered revenge, then it is really our luck."

An Dong frowned, "Apart from revenge, I can't think of any other reason."

Sean couldn't help laughing. "You are in control, and you are used to using punishment to make people scared. But the world is changing, which storm is caused by you? You are just a trivial mortal thing."

Xiao En's remarks were too unreasonable, An Dong completely changed his face, but he had nothing to do. This old guy is already broken, just wanting to live a happy life.

This moment pressed the crown on An Dong's head, and the royal power held in his hand seemed insignificant. Staying here again, the old guy in front of him might say something rebellious, and An Dong had to leave.

Although the conversation with Sean was unpleasant, he also knew that this was not Bran’s revenge. But what about knowing? An Dong still couldn't find a solution to the dilemma, because he didn't even know what Bran was going to do?

An Dong frowned. He looked at the princes and ministers around him, hoping that these people could help him out. But everyone avoided his gaze intentionally or unintentionally.

Yesterday someone saw the ash smoke rising from the top of the mountain first, so An Dong had already sent someone to search for it. With kindness, I hope I can talk and figure out Bran's purpose.

The mountain top is not big and not suitable for hiding, but no one was found there.

Bran! An Dong cursed this **** again in his heart. What is it that he stays silent like this?

"Maybe you can let them try." Someone hesitated and put forward an unsure suggestion.

"Who?"

"Luy, and Jenny."

"They?" An Dong shook his head, "Which one of those who went up today is not better than them?"

"Your Majesty, this has nothing to do with status and strength, but whether the person wants to see or not. We have repeatedly questioned the things in the hotel. Those people can come back alive, probably because of the child Luy." With a sigh, this The man continued: "As for Jenny, it's just to show our attitude."

An Dong was silent for a long time before he sighed and said, "Let them try tomorrow, I believe he will not embarrass Jenny."

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The next day, Jenny and Luy came to the top of the mountain with everyone's expectations. They looked around here, hoping to find something.

After a few turns of Jenny's head, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. She knew the group of bad intentions, a group of old bastards. But she didn't have the power to resist, and even her father didn't stand up to speak for her, what else could she do?

Looking at the deserted mountain, she returned to her heartless look again, pretending to shout: "Is anyone?"

After a while, he shouted again: "No one! Then we go."

Then he took Lucy and prepared to go off, but unfortunately he didn't pull. This made her a little anxious, with a slight force in her hand, she pleaded: "Go!"

"But, our mission." Luy was uncertain, "and I have something to ask him."

"Nobody here, ask again when you meet me next time." Jenny just wants to leave here quickly. She has completed the task, and now those old **** who run back will not say anything.

It's a pity that things went counterproductive, and a voice rang in my ears, "Aren't you human?"

"No!" Jenny said subconsciously, and then his body stiffened and dared not move. But his eyes started to spin around, trying to find the speaker.

The voice ignored her, but turned to Luy, "What are you asking me?"

Luy felt very strange, her voice was in her ears, but no one appeared in front of her. She plucked up the courage and said, "I have brought greetings from your majesty, and we will do our best to help you."

Jenny next to him unconsciously sprayed a rough air through his nose, using actions to interpret the credibility of this sentence.

"What are you asking me?" The voice rang in Luy's ear again, "Don't mention your Majesty any more, I am not interested in him."

Luy obviously didn't adapt to this kind of contempt for the king's power, which made her reaction seem a little slow. After a while, she said, "Are you going to destroy this city?"

"No, I haven't thought about it before you ask this sentence."

This answer was too unexpected, and she didn't dare to ask any more.

After thinking for a while, Luy continued to ask: "What do you find about our three clans?"

"Well, we are indeed of the same origin, or distant relatives."

Jenny rolled his eyes, curiosity was also raised, "What are you talking about?"

Luy whispered to her the conversation when she first met Bran. This made Jenny's eyes lit up and couldn't help asking: "Are we the same race?"

"Maybe, but we have been separated for too long, and there have been many differences."

Jenny was close, "No matter how long it is, it will be the same clan?"

Bran chuckled lightly, "I don't agree with each other anymore, so they don't anymore."

Jenny looked yearning, "I agree, I agree! I heard that a girl single-handedly picked the Demon Clan Camp, who would have thought that it would be my clan member?"

Then he shyly said, "Since everyone is of the same race, would you still be against us?"

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