Zoya saw Bran's face darken, like his brother. She couldn't imagine a clean, pale face that would be covered with a layer of blue. But Bran's face in front of him suddenly and quickly showed a layer of blue gray. A tingling sensation came from Bran's body. So, she took a few steps back and hid behind her brother.

Erin looked at Bran in surprise, and unobtrusively distanced herself from Bran. Although she had the heart to remind her brother, her brother was looking at Bran's sister with eager eyes at this time, which made her not only hate her brother a little. At the same time, he secretly scolded his father, this Bran has more than two short knives on him, and he also understands where the danger in his intuition comes from. It's like facing a porcupine, although it is not necessarily very powerful and deadly, but it is difficult to say when you really face it.

Bran regretted it, he shouldn't have called his sister out, so he had to make up for his mistakes, and he had to do whatever it took to get rid of this hateful little dragon man.

From the first day he came into this world, Bran didn't feel any sense of security, and the first thing he did was arm himself. After awakening as a wizard, the convenience brought by the ability made this weapon even deeper, but he did it extremely stealthily and carefully. The films, television, and novels in his previous life gave him too much inspiration. As a result, many small and deadly weapons were hidden on his belt, in his bracers, and under his coat, in many places that people did not notice, and they were constantly updated and evolved with the improvement of Bran's abilities and resources.

Now the weapons began to respond to him, they had been hidden in Bran for too long, day and night in merge with the magic that Bran exuded, and now this blending had finally reached a tipping point, stimulated by some emotion, endowed with a hint of spirituality. Like newborn babies who need to let out a cry to announce their coming, they begin to tremble and scream.

The black cat Huahua also seemed to feel this spirituality, and began to surround her master, sniffing, touching, and pressing. The sharp intent that erupted from Bran's body from time to time had no effect on Flowey, and the magic between him and Bran had long since converged and blended into each other. At this time, I enjoyed it quite a bit, and when the sharp intention erupted, I leaned over and rubbed it. Gradually, this sharp meaning also spread out from Huahua's body, covered with black fur.

How many times has this been?Bran looked at it angrily, and at this time, Aiman was like an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, falling down and getting up again and again......

No matter how angry Bran was, as a Northlander, he wouldn't interrupt the contest. So, he could only wait anxiously and resentfully. The chirps on his body also became louder and sharper. Under the whole shirt, it is as if there are countless lives that want to break out of the cocoon, ups and downs. Eventually, his gaze turned to Erin, who was already far away from him, and he walked towards her with a myriad of shrill and shrill voices.

"Let's get started, too. I'll let you see the light of the knife, I promise. Bran gritted his teeth.

"No, I changed my mind. Erin pretended not to care. At the same time, no one is stupid enough to face an angry porcupine, and wait until you are angry.

Angry, Bran shouted at his sister, "Down with him!" The weapons hidden around him finally trembled together at this moment, and all the sharp, piercing voices mixed into a howl: "Down with him!"

In the midst of this howl, there was also a howl of a cat, "Whoop......

Everyone paused, and looked at Bran, the angry child, like a monster.

Lily looked at her brother and smiled, "Okay." ”

Aiman was hit hard in the truest sense of the word, it didn't knock him away or knock him down, he could even say that he didn't move, just a force raging through his body, he felt like a tuning fork being struck, every joint, every tooth, every hair was vibrating.

......

Seeing that his son who was carried back still maintained his high fighting spirit, the dragoon father was not only secretly happy. Samurai should be like this, failure is not terrible, the key is to have an indomitable will. Good son, follow me!

called her daughter over and began to ask about today's events: "Let the others go first, and explain your brother's performance today carefully." Look at your brother's spirit today, learn more from your brother, what you want is this kind of tenacity and perseverance. This character is up to me!"

Who thought that before the words fell, his daughter was anxious: "Whoever loves to learn, who learns." I can't follow you!"

"How do you speak?"

"How can you talk! It's shameful enough to have one, and you still let me learn from him?"

Then his son fell in love with the female man in the Northland, and it was revealed bloodily. The dragoon father only felt that he didn't take a breath, and his eyes were black......

I didn't bother to mention my son, who was not angry, and began to ask about other things. Her daughter began to complain again: "Just the look in your eyes, Daddy, that guy is a porcupine......"

The dragoon father looked at his daughter carefully and prompted, "Think about what this reaction looks like?"

Erin looked down and thought carefully about every detail, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ability awakening, he's a wizard!

The Dragoon Daddy also laughed: "That's right! and he is not a weak wizard, which is why the reaction of the Northlanders is so strange. I wanted to sell a stupid son, but it turned out to be ......"

The dragoon clapped his hands and laughed out loud: "I said that the people of the Northland have a heart, this is all forced!"

However, soon his beloved daughter gave him a hard blow: "Don't be happy too soon, think about your son with everything." ”

"Hiccup......

......

Lily complained to Bran with some dissatisfaction: "I'm fighting, what are you excited about?"

"Is that a fight?"

"What do you say!?"

"I'm worried that the cabbage will be arched by the pig! Blame me for this, I'll fight myself in the future, and I'll pinch him to death!"

"Whew! It's better for you to forget it, sneak attack, beat the stick, but people find out your bottom carefully, and directly pick up the blade with you, dumbfounded, right? ”

"I can't tell you about this, let's get down to business. Bran took out an oval stone and handed it to his sister.

Lily looked at her brother inexplicably and tossed the stone in her hand.

"Listen to me, you hold it. Concentrate your attention, feel the heat in your body, concentrate it on your hands, imagine that the heat fills all over your hands, bones, muscles, hair, and then clench them tightly. ”

Watching the stone crack under his sister's hand, Bran grinned, "I guess that's going to happen." ”

Looking at Bran's grinning mouth, Lily was a little confused, what does this mean? What kind of prank is my brother going to do?

"Don't look at me like that, it's none of mine. "Bran's hands are you. "I'm a wizard, and so are you. You can stay away from me and try anything else. In fact, your strength has always been the largest among our brothers, and your strength has grown a little too fast, so you never felt strange?

It's just that it was unconscious training before, but now with conscious control, the effect will be more obvious. ”

Watching his sister run off to the experiment, Bran began to habitually be in a daze. It's just that after a while, he felt a murderous aura coming at him. Looking at his sister with an angry face in front of him, Bran asked cautiously, "What's wrong, shouldn't you be happy?"

"When did you find out?"

"Not long after I woke up, I felt that when I approached you, the magic repulsion was more obvious than others. And you find that you don't react to yourself, so you feel that your ability may be the kind that acts directly on you, and is too closely integrated with yourself, so it is difficult to detect yourself. ”

"In other words, you have already found out, but you have never told anyone!?"

"Uh......"

Bran snapped to his feet, turned and ran. "It's not too late!"

But late. He was slapped to the ground by his sister and fired a hammer: "I'm not too late for you!