She Is Not a Witch

Just when Lorrain Hill fainted, the others were still watching the night performance in no different way, taking it for granted that those little people dancing in the sky were specially arranged by the organizer and acted as back dancers.

But in fact, Luviji herself was a little surprised. She did not arrange this, but this greatly enhanced performance effect. At this time, she is not good to suddenly pause. After all, it is Emenas’ annual grand party. Not only students from the school, but also people from various countries and organizations came to watch the ceremony. So I can only maintain a natural expression and posture, continue to perform, as if all this is in the plan, showing a confident smile.

There is no lack of a strong presence of Sequence 8 in Emenas, and even a few Sequence 9s are sitting here. However, these transcendent transcendents either happened to be out or stayed inside the academy and did not come to the party. Only one Sequence 9 was present. .

On the podium in the middle of the auditorium, an old man in a black dress looked up at the performance of the sky. He looked very old, the skin on his face appeared a little loose, and the deep eye sockets were gray and blue dim eyes. Hitomi, but even so, the deep breath of the sea still exudes between his gestures.

Although in the eyes of other people it is a gorgeous singer singing in the sky in a carriage, he saw another scene in his eyes.

It was like a scene from another world, a city floating in the sky, the ground was green, towering into the sky, and towering trees close to the stars. People were wearing silver-white clothes without seams, with sun and moon patterns printed on their backs, giant dragons. Swim from the starry sky, flap the giant wings that shade the sun, making the world like night.

He unconsciously wanted to stretch out his hand to explore and touch the world, but at this moment he already knew that this was just a phantom, but since it left a shadow, the original object also exists.

Who is showing this to him, and what is the purpose? This is vaguely an illusion of the Twilight Age or the Age of Giants and Dragons. If you just want to seduce him with this, you will be underestimated.

Just when he was about to take a shot to pull out the leader behind the scenes, one hand was pressed on his shoulder.

As Sequence 9 he hadn't noticed it before. Even now, this hand is invisible, and everyone else seems to be empty, and he can't perceive what is behind this hand.

But as a transcendent who has lived for hundreds of years, one of the apex of human beings, one of the sages, he quickly reacted and spit out a few words in his mouth: "Witch, or the holy thing-Karenther?"

A faint and seductive voice rang softly in his ears. In this way, the sage slowly lowered his hand, and his tight nerves also slowed down slightly.

"It's you, huh..."

......

After a long time, this invisible hand left the shoulder of the old man, who no longer paid attention to the performance in the sky, but slowly got up and withdrew from the scene of the party.

The performance is still going on, as the golden singer song ends, followed by grand dances, operas, etc., until late at night, the fireworks of the curtain call ceremony rose from afar, blossoming in the sky, and the bells in the distance rang , Announcing the end of another year and the arrival of a new year.

The students sitting on the bridge looked at the sky full of fireworks, and the smell of gunpowder gradually floated. Some began to put their hands together, closed their eyes and prayed, and made new year's wishes.

"I hope to be promoted to the college I want to go to this year." This is a freshman.

"I want to be one of the'ten crowns'." This is a senior student.

"I hope he can accept my confession." This is the **** girl, Lily.

A girl with short hair sitting on the corner also made a pious wish silently. She closed her jade-like eyes and whispered: "I hope I can become an excellent educator."

"Hope I can be the first in grade too." A blond young man held a book in his heart, and occasionally fireworks rose to light up the cover of the book, revealing a simple name, Jack.

A girl with small horns prayed in a low voice: "I hope everyone can live a happy life."

"I hope Master Phoebe can recover and live for a long time." The blue-haired girl said silently.

"I hope she can be healthy and happy, and she will always shine with her own brilliance." The girl with golden pupils sitting on the podium, bowed her head and prayed.

But there are also some students who don't believe in vain and ethereal prayers.

Frosia held the sleepy Rosier, gently stroked her silver hair with her left hand, and then lifted her woven bracelet. The emerald green vines slowly grew, and a white rose bloomed, exuding a refreshing glow. Youxiang, put it between Luo Xi'er's nose and let it smell slowly.

With the smell of the flowers, Luo Xier's brows gradually stretched, no longer frowning as before, and her breathing gradually calmed down.

Frosia breathed a sigh of relief, and straightened the silver-haired **** her knees so that she could lie more comfortably on her lap.

"The way I fell asleep, it's very good, and I don't move."

Although Lorraine Hill is not naughty at ordinary times, she is a bit reserved after all, and will not easily fall into the arms of others to sleep. This is also the first time Frosia saw this friend fall asleep~www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Under the small nose are pale pink lips like mountain cherry, and the face is soft and serene. In weekdays, the competition is very powerful, but the body is as soft as cotton when hugged.

With the end of the party, the students started to leave the bridge and return to the dormitory in twos and threes.

Two young girls in white skirts with light green patterns approached Frosia. Although they looked at the clothes from the senior year of the Walled City Academy, they looked very respectful. They looked at Frosia holding the silver-haired girl. , Asked in a low voice.

"Miss Seven, the party is over, do you have anything to tell?"

Frosia looked at the dwindling crowd, and said, "Call a magic locomotive over so I can send Luo Xier back."

"Okay, but we don't know where Miss Rosier lives."

"Huh? Don't you know this?" Frosia raised her head curiously. As a lady of the Lansworth family, no one knew about the power of her family in the school and the information shared among the green nobles. Where does Rosie live?

"...Then send it to where I live." After thinking a little bit, Frosia ordered.

"Ok."

The two senior girls stepped back slowly, feeling a little grateful. Fortunately, Miss Rosier is a girl. If she changes to a boy, Frosia will bring her back to her residence. These subordinates must ask. Responsible.

The cold moon was shining on the water, and under the bridge came the sound of flowing river water. The creatures with muddy eyes almost wanted to turn over and rush out of the water, but they were slowly comforted by unknown existence until a magic guide The locomotive came slowly from the side of the bridge, carrying a group of people and slowly disappearing into the dark night. These distorted creatures gradually stopped, closed their eyes again, and sank to the bottom of the river.