In Silverpine Town, Aitch lazily walked out of the house, the winter cold lifting his spirits.

As far as the eye can see, both the buildings and the people are becoming exquisite. That sophistication comes from the decoration, from the details. At first glance, everything still has a rugged style, but if you pay a little attention, you will be attracted to it unconsciously. It's like looking at the surface of the vast undulating sand dunes, leaving pleasing curves in the wind. And with the help of magic, beauty is constantly changing and deepening.

It's a pity! Aitch doesn't like things here.

I always hoped that my parents would pay enough attention to him and be able to keep their eyes on him more. I once hoped that my brothers and sisters would never have to compete with him again, but there was not much love left on him. When it all happened, he couldn't be happy anyway.

After all, those were childhood desires, and now he is a young man. To be exact, it should be a half-sized lad. It's inevitable that some things will be a little embarrassing to fall on you, especially in public. He also tried to muster up the courage to get out of this situation, but he didn't know how to speak when facing the eyes of his parents.

Everyone has run, and one is farther than the other, what else can he do?

The town of Silver Pine is getting more and more beautiful, but the mood of the parents is still not high. I wanted to use the excuse of the completion of the town to let my sister and brother come back to meet each other, but no one showed up.

Soon Lily came in a hurry, and hurried away. She wanted to find out what had happened to make the archwizards so nervous, but she wouldn't say.

In the past, I always felt that Bran was the most unconscionable one. After these two years, I found that one of them has no conscience than the other. What a well-behaved child Qian Rui was, who had ever tried to run out and disappeared.

He thought about fleeing again, but he never got a chance again. Not only did his parents watch him closely, but even his sister and younger brother were faintly staring at him.

This is a complete confession!

When I think about the longevity I have gained, I can't help but feel a pang of despair.

Aitch had to find something to do, to vent his frustration. So the arrow target on the martial arts field became his best target for venting. As the arrows were fired, those troubles seemed to be alleviated a lot.

The bullseye on the martial arts arena gradually became his only one. Although there were still figures swaying in the afterglow, and there were still voices coming from afar, they couldn't shake the one.

With the help of magic, the bow in his hand was changed and changed, but it always felt that something was missing. Some throbbing in the heart is always difficult to vent, and it continues to accumulate in the heart in the process of venting again and again, becoming an unspeakable huge burden. They should have rained down with the feathered arrows, but they didn't.

Aitch gradually became depressed, and although he spent more and more time facing the target, he shot fewer and fewer arrows. Stretch your bow and arrow, then hold the motion. Just like Bran, who stood quietly at the gate of the castle, he fell into his own world.

Unlike Bran back then, no one would bother him at this time. People watched from afar, and then spontaneously formed a protective circle. And every time this happens, two pairs of mixed eyes will fall on him.

Everyone wanted to see new surprises in him, but the surprises were delayed. People weren't in a hurry, because he was only a few days? You know, Bran had been stupid for many years.

......

Today, people's protective circles do not play any role. Before everyone could react, a young girl appeared in front of Edge. She ignored the bow and arrow in Edge's hand, and even brought her eyes to the tip of the arrow, and followed the shaft of the arrow to meet Edge's gaze.

Looking at each other, Aitch saw a world of light in that eye, which dazzled him a little. This caused his hands to tremble uncontrollably, causing a burst of exclamation from all around.

Fortunately, the hands immediately stabilized again.

With a sigh, Aitch took a step back and put away his bow and arrows. Then he was very dissatisfied and asked, "Lily?"

"You go on, just when I'm not there. ”

Aitch smiled bitterly, "Stop bullying me, I can't stand your bullying, you better find Bran." ”

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

"Then don't waste time with me, go quickly. Aitch sighed, "I still have ......"

Before he could finish speaking, he saw Lily smile on his face, which was full of the threat he was familiar with. So he immediately changed his words, "I'll go with you." ”

"No hurry!" Lily stopped Aitch's follow-up, "remember Bran." ”

Aitch blinked, and said to himself, isn't this nonsense?

"Then you must remember his knife too, like this one. Lily said as she pulled out her long knife and slowly flipped it in front of her eyes, "But you must not know that Bran's knife technique is actually quite average. ”

Seeing Aitch pouting slightly, Lily didn't care.

"The knife technique is really ordinary, and it all depends on the pair of short knives themselves to bluff people. Lily gently shook out a knife flower, "That knife was an extension of his life.

At that time, under the impetus of magic power, the light of the sword shone the eyes of many people, including me. It was also much later that I realized that Bran had combined weapons with himself through magic. ”

Lily gently swung a knife at him, and the light of the sword actually gave birth to a world, in which countless beings of light sang. And Aitch was instantly attracted to that world, and he didn't feel a chill in his neck until the sword light slowly disappeared.

With a light sigh, Lily put the knife back into its sheath, "It's always been like this. He hid behind the magic until he became himself.

You go on, I'll go to my parents first. ”

......

After standing still for a long time, Aitch stretched his bow and arrows again. Then the magic slowly flowed from their bodies into the longbow and arrow, uniting them together.

Lily's words came to mind just in time—they had been an extension of his life. As if hearing this heart, a cry came from the longbow. And the depression in Edge's heart was also pulled by this cry, and the magic poured into the longbow with the magic power.

He let go of his fingers, and the arrow pierced through the bull's-eye in an instant...... Still worried about the latest chapter you can't find?Amway One or search for Hot/Degree/Net/Article "Remember to remove "/"Otherwise you can't find it", here is a young lady to help you find a book, and chat with you!