The solemn and high song of the elves echoed and weaved before her eyes, and the dreamlike scene unfolded before her eyes again—the green fields stained with radiance, the path of the Igor flowers blooming among the greenery, and the pure and beautiful maidens on the path as pure as the moonlight.

The girl's slender jade feet stepped on the blooming flowers, and the round pink nails revealed a pearl-like beautiful color, decorated between the white ankles, and the silver decorations in the shape of stars made a subtle tapping sound.

Rite of passage.

This is a coming-of-age ceremony for young girls.

Arshumia suddenly had such a concept in her mind, as long as the girl walked to the end of the path of the Ighua and took the crown in the boy's hand, then the coming-of-age ceremony would be completed, and the whole world would offer good wishes for the girl's future.

However, in the next moment, the path paved by the Igor flower turned into a sea of blue fire.

The bright sky and the warm golden sunlight sank together, and the night floated up. Under the white moonlight, the eeriely colored flames burned brightly, and in the flames, the thin red Igor flowers curled and shriveled, and finally turned into ashes flying in the sky.

The merfolk's solemn song turned into an anxious, painful cry, and the dragon let out a thunderous roar that circled the sky for a long time.

The girl's pure white robe fluttered in the wind, and flames swirled up along the fluttering robe. The faint blue light of the fire spread through the delicate skin of the girl's mutton fat, over the blonde hair as beautiful as the sun, and through the blue eyes that were purer than any gemstone.

The sporadic firelight was blown away by the wind, and in the firelight, the smiling young man slowly stretched out her hand.

……

Archhumia awoke violently, the cacophony of blessings and the sound of flames beating replaced the merfolk's groans of pain. Andreina, a mature and beautiful black-skinned girl, walked slowly in front of her surrounded by the crowd and stretched out her hand with a smile overflowing to her.

The body subconsciously stiffened, and the scene of the girl walking on the path of the burning Igor flower instantly came to mind and disappeared in an instant, and the scene that flashed like lightning did not affect Archhya's memory, but her body reacted faster than her mind - under the gaze of everyone, she crossed Andreina's hand and threw the Igor flower in her hand into the fireworks beside her.

Andreina's smile stiffened on her face, as did Ashhumia's horror.

She seemed to have done something terrible, she threw the Ighua into the fire in front of everyone!

"What have you done, you damn stinky girl!" Andreina's beautiful face was distorted, and this stinky girl actually threw the Igor flower into the fire when she reached out to take it, which was simply a contempt and insult to her!

Archhumia took two steps back in fear, the warm orange light of the fire jumped on her face, and she kept apologizing to the angry Andreina in front of her, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I will definitely try my best to pay ......."

Before Archhumia could finish speaking, Andreina stepped forward, raised her hand, and slapped it hard, but it was not a slap that fell.

"I'm sorry, young lady."

What fell was the languid voice of a young man, the thick dark shadows, and the wind.

The boy's voice rippled through the air, and Andrena's features distorted as she found that her hand that had stopped in the air could no longer move a single inch. Yes, even with all the strength of her body, her hands still seemed to be stuck in the air, and the only thing she could do was to shrink her fingers.

This realization made Andreina even more angry, who the hell was this damn speaker, who dared to disobey her! When he is caught by her housemaid, she definitely wants him to look good!

The wind blew away all the fireworks, and the only moonlight was obscured by black shadows, and the well-organized blessing team was suddenly in chaos under the plan of the city lord Deka. In the midst of the noise and darkness, the lights in the garden came on one after another.

The castle lord's garden was indeed equipped with street lamps, and they were expensive silver street lamps, but the lord felt that the classical coming-of-age ceremony should be accompanied by an ancient-looking flame, so all the street lamps in the garden were turned off and replaced by hollow carved bottom brackets erected along the edge of the path.

The first thing the light shone was the round face of the city lord and the angry fiery eyes, "Which damn one turned on the lamp, buckle the light!" Deduct all of his salary for this year! The lord stomped his feet and shouted. But everyone tacitly ignored the man with the highest status in the town.

Almost everyone except the city lord looked up at the huge, black monster in the sky in surprise.

In the starry night sky, the black monster finally revealed its true face.

It was a black dragon, with huge wings spread out for more than ten meters, covered with black scales glowing with cold light, a long, sinuous tail with terrifying barbs, high dorsal spines, sharp claws and thick horns on the top of its head exuding a sense of solemnity.

The black dragon's massive body obscured the moonlight, casting a dark shadow on the ground. Those inflamed wings were the culprits that blew out all bonfires. It looked down at the people in the garden, its dark green dragon eyes narrowed slightly, as if it was thinking about something.

And with his hands around his chest, leaning on the dragon's horns casually, it was the young man who spoke before.

"What kind of thing is pretending to be a ghost, this city lord can ......" City Lord Deka looked at everyone's eyes angrily, but his fat face trembled with shock, "Dragon...... Rocky! That's a dragon! Dragon! ”

The young man laughed, and the silver mask shone out a thin mist of light, and under the mist, those deep black eyes swept over the city lord and landed on Archumia, who also looked surprised. The fifteen-year-old girl who "accidentally" burned the Ighua - the person His Highness has always cared about.

In the next second, his eyes paused, and the young man clearly felt the pain from the tip of his heart.

At this moment, the girl raised her head in a sluggish breath. Her petite, imfully developed body was dressed in age-appropriate revealing clothes, her small face was painted with unusually heavy makeup, and her red lips and white cheeks looked a little funny.

The only thing that wasn't covered by the rich makeup was the sparkling eyes. It was a pair of very strange eyes, and before tonight, the boy was sure that he had never seen this girl, and he had never looked directly at such a pair of eyes that were not pretty, but ......

The boy restrained his smile and subconsciously bit his lower lip. When the consent of the tooth against the lip flap reaches the brain, everything disappears. His heart was still beating strongly, neither painful nor unusual.

It's weird.

The boy raised the corners of his lips and glanced over Archemia's cheeks.

The dragon meekly lowered his head, his leather boots brushed against the dragon's head, and the boy jumped off the dragon's head, and everyone gasped.

The boy who leaped from the sky was like a butterfly with folded wings, and the wide black robe he wore was blown up by the wind. The dark gold threads embedded in the robes shone dimly in the air. The light slid out a beautiful arc in the night sky, and the young man fell to the ground delicately, his posture light and elegant.

"I'm so sorry that my girl inadvertently ruined your bar mig." He bowed to Andreina in apology, and the eyes under the silver mask were like black crystals, black pure and beautiful. The corners of his beautiful lips were raised, and his voice was a little hoarse and unpleasant, but this deficiency was insignificant in front of his lazy and noble temperament, "As an apology, I dedicate it to you." I hope you have a full and happy life. ”

As the words fell, a pot full of Ig flowers suddenly appeared from the long-extinguished brazier beside Archemia.

Andreina looked at the Ig flowers piled high in the brazier in surprise, and was about to say something, but suddenly a blank appeared in her mind. Only the hoarse voice of the young man in his ears kept hovering in his mind, deeply engraved in his mind like an oracle, "My girl, I took it." ”