Wizards of the North

Aiqi languidly walked out of the house in Yinsong Town, and the cold winter refreshed him.

Looking around, both buildings and people are becoming exquisite. That exquisiteness comes from decoration, from details. At first glance, everything still has a rough style, but as long as you pay attention, you will be attracted unconsciously. It is like looking at the surface of a vast undulating sand dune, leaving a pleasing curve in the wind. And with the help of magic, beauty is still evolving and deepening.

unfortunately! Aiqi doesn't like the things here.

I have always hoped that my parents will pay enough attention to it and be able to focus more on themselves. I once hoped that my brothers and sisters would never compete with him again, but there was not much care left on them. But when everything was really realized, he couldn't be happy anyway.

Those are after all childhood desires, and now he is considered a young man. To be more precise, it should be half a boy. It's awkward for some things to fall on me, especially in public. He also tried to summon the courage to get out of this situation, but he didn't know how to speak when facing the eyes of his parents.

Everyone ran away, and one ran farther than one, what else could he do?

Yinsong Town is getting more and more beautiful, but the parents' mood is still not high. I wanted to use the excuse of the completion of the town to ask my sister and brother to come back to meet, but no one showed up.

Lily once came in a hurry and left in a hurry. They wanted to figure out what happened and made the great wizards so nervous, but she refused to say.

In the past, I always felt that Bran was the most unscrupulous one. Only after the past two years have I discovered that they are more unconscionable. What a well-behaved child Xi Rui was, no one would ever want to run out.

Aiqi thought about fleeing again, but couldn't find another chance. Not only his parents looked at him tightly, but even his sister and younger brother also faintly watched him.

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Whenever I think of having gained a long life, I cannot help but feel desperate.

He must find something to do to vent his depression. So the archery target on the martial arts field became his best vent. With a sharp arrow shot, those worries seemed to be relieved a lot.

The bullseye on the martial arts field gradually became his only one. Although there was still a figure swaying in the surrounding light, there was still a voice coming from a distance in the ear, but he could not shake the one.

With the help of magic, the bow in his hand was changed and changed, but there was always something wrong. Some throbbing in the heart is always difficult to vent, and it keeps accumulating in the process of venting again and again, becoming an unspeakable huge burden. They should have been pouring out with feather arrows, but they didn't.

Ai Qi gradually became depressed. Although he faced the target for longer and longer, he shot fewer and fewer arrows. Open the bow and shoot the arrow, and then keep this motion motionless. Just like Bran who stood still at the gate of the castle, he fell into his own world.

Unlike Bran at that time, no one would disturb him at this time. People watched from a distance, and then spontaneously formed a protective circle. And whenever this happens, two pairs of mixed eyes will fall on him.

Everyone hopes to see new surprises in him, but surprises have been delayed. People are not in a hurry, because he is only a few days old? You know, Bran was stupid for many years.

...

Today, people’s protection circles have no effect. Before everyone could react, a young girl appeared in front of Aiqi. She ignored the bow and arrow in Aiqi's hand, and even moved her eyes to the point of the arrow, following the shaft of the arrow to meet Aiqi's gaze.

Eyes were facing each other, Ai Qi saw a world of light in that eye, which made him dizzy. This caused his hands to tremble uncontrollably, causing a burst of exclamation around him.

Fortunately, those hands immediately stabilized again.

With a sigh, Aiqi stepped back and put away the bow and arrow. Then he asked with dissatisfaction: "Lily?"

"You continue, as if I'm not here."

Aiqi smiled bitterly, "Don't bully me anymore, I can't stand your bullying, you should go to Bran."

Lily nodded, "Yes, but I want to see my parents first."

"Then don't waste time with me, go quickly." Aiqi sighed, "I still want to..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Lily smile, which was full of threats he was familiar with. So he changed his words immediately, "I will go with you."

"No hurry!" Lily stopped Ai Qi's follow-up actions, "Remember Bran."

Aiqi blinked, thinking that this is nonsense?

"Then you must remember his knife, just like this one." Lily said as she drew out her long knife and turned it slowly in front of her eyes, "but you must not know that Bran's knife is actually very ordinary."

Seeing Aiqi pouting her lips slightly, Lily didn't care.

"The technique of the knife is really ordinary, and it's all relying on the pair of short knives to fool people." Lily shook out a knife slightly, "The knife was an extension of his life.

At that time, under the urging of magical power, the sword light dazzled the eyes of many people, including me. It took me a long time to realize that Bran used magic to integrate his weapon with himself. "

Speaking of Lily lightly swiping a knife at him, the light of the knife actually gave birth to a world in which countless creatures of light sang. And Ai Qi was also instantly attracted by that world, and he didn't feel the chill in his neck until the blade light slowly disappeared.

Accompanied by a light sigh, Lily closed the knife and sheathed it, "It has always been like this. He always hid behind the magic power until he turned into magic power.

You continue, I will go to my parents first. "

...

Standing still for a while, Ai Qi opened his bow and arrows again. Then magic power slowly flows from the body into the longbow and arrows, uniting them together.

Lily's words came to mind at the right time-it was an extension of his life. As if hearing this heartfelt voice, there was a cry from the longbow. The accumulation in Ai Qi's heart was also led by this cry, following the magic power into the longbow.

He let go of his fingers, and the sharp arrow pierced the bull's eye instantly...