She Is Not a Witch

Gorse Dynasty·Lottin

After a wonderful lunch, Lorrain Hill walked down the stairs holding the chubby Dai Ju. After this little guy was full, it was no longer suitable for squatting on her shoulders.

After checking out, Lorraine Hill asked the staff of this restaurant to prepare a fried bean, a four-color seven-back cake, respectively wrapped in two paper bags, and then carried them away.

Because there were a few bags in his hand, Lorrain Hill was going to go back first.

Back to Nandou Academy, boarded the pavilion where he lived, and met several fellow members of the Feather Faction along the way. Everyone looked at Lorrain Hill carrying a lot of things, and some wanted to come over to help. By the way, I also spent many days with this guy. The missing senior sister said hello.

"Thank you, but it's not far from the room, so I don't need it." The girl smiled and declined, and chatted briefly with a few people.

"Senior Sister Luolan is going to go shopping at night? Luojing's night market is also very prosperous." Several people invited.

"Well, you can." The girl hesitated a little, then agreed.

"At that time, we will call Senior Sister Luolan." Several of the young girls replied happily.

After Lorrain Hill returned to the room, he put the sleeping Dai Ju-bird in his arms on a chair beside him, then took out a bag of prepared fried beans, poured it into a porcelain plate in the room, and said hello The dark blue jay came over to eat.

Quack~

This usually cool guy may be really hungry today. Regardless of the often cold image, he flapped his wings and fell on the table and quickly pecked.

Lorrain Hill looked at it, and put another dish of clear water aside.

Then she sat by the window sill and looked at the books she had just bought.

The autumn sun is no longer violent, sprinkling on the trees outside the pavilion, reflecting brilliant colors. Although this is Luo Jing, the depths of the academy are extremely quiet, allowing people to clearly hear the slight sound of wind blowing through the curtains.

In this way, Lorrain Hill held his head lightly with his hands, turning the pages in the breeze from time to time, letting the hair sway gently between his neck, causing a little itching.

The sky outside was as blue as a wash, and occasionally one or two white clouds drifted past, covering the sun and making the earth cool. Soon the sun came out of the white clouds again, shining on the bustling and noisy city again.

Time passed away leisurely, the sun gradually set to the west, and the beautiful purple-red burning clouds reflected on the horizon. When the sky gradually darkened from blue to purple, Lorrain Hill also lit a candlelight and placed it on the tabletop, reflecting the light of the fire, continuing to immerse himself in the ancient and beautiful world of the book.

Dong dong dong

"Is Sister Luolan here?" Yu Tingyu's voice sounded, and there seemed to be several companions beside him.

"Yes, I'm here." Lorrain Hill just woke up from the fantasy world in the book and raised his head to answer.

She closed the book, put it away, and walked to the door with the candle.

With a slight creak, the wooden door opened, and seven or eight beautifully dressed girls stood outside the door.

These disciples of the Feather School do not wear the usual yellow feather clothes today, but clothes of different styles and colors, many of which seem to have been bought in Luojing recently.

"Sister Lorraine ready?" Because Yu Tingyu is more familiar with Lorland Hill, she asked boldly, while the other people looked at this famous elder sister curiously.

Feeling young, maybe younger than yourself? Looking at Lorraine's appearance at about seventeen years old, several people had such thoughts in their hearts.

"Ready." The silver-haired girl nodded, then remembered something, turned her head and greeted the room, and a blue-black bird landed on the girl's shoulder.

Dai Ju, who was taken out to play during the day, is still asleep at the moment, so there is no need to take it. The Blue Jay rarely accompanies him out, so let's take it out to play.

Luojing at night is very beautiful. There are orange and red lanterns hanging everywhere. There seem to be more pedestrians on the street than during the day. Some special snacks and accessories are also sold on the street.

Among them, there are many things from faraway countries, such as the bizarre rock candy creatures that the ice elves blow snow and melt ice. They are worn with small bamboo sticks and can be eaten as popsicles or ice cream. There is also fruit-flavored barbecue from the south. The cut into long pieces and sprinkled with salt and pepper will make the taste sweeter, and the cumin meat slices with nourishing oil make it neither greasy nor vegetarian.

Occasionally, you can see food cooked in small bronze bell-like molds. First, a layer of slices is placed in the bronze bell, and then minced meat, fragrant dried, and diced vegetables are poured in, and then a top is filled. Layer slices. Put these small bronze bells into the stove to bake, wait for a period of time, then take them out and buckle them upside down on the iron plate, then they can be wrapped in thick paper and handed to the guests.

When it cools a little bit, it is a good meal. The surface is crisp and yellow, and the outside is charred and tender inside, and the taste is full.

In this way, a group of more than ten people of the Feather Faction, including men and women, walked in Luojing's night market, tasting various snacks, and occasionally gathered together to buy some jade or carved trinkets.

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Two years ago, the Canghong Empire of the Western Continent.

The blood-red scales covered the whole body, only the abdomen was lighter in color. The giant dragon with two wings soared from the sky, and the shadow that shielded the sun swept across the earth, covering a soldier holding a spear for a short time.

Under the castle in a valley, there is a sea of ​​silver spears and swords. These soldiers are fully armored and wear hat-like helmets on their heads. Such helmets have a ring of steel brim around them, which can be used to block sunlight or rain.

And at the top of the helmet, there are two black and red feathers erected, symbolizing that these soldiers belong to the great Red Dragon Duke, the Baska family.

Wearing gorgeous armor that combines beauty and use, the Duke of Red Dragon of this generation stands on the castle watchtower, overlooking the thousands of horses below.

He is only about 50 years old now, in his prime of life, and it is the most glamorous moment in the life of an aristocratic man. Now he has enough prestige, qualifications, mind, wisdom, experience, and strength to achieve everything he desires.

A few years ago, in the civil strife that swept the empire, it was precisely because he stood firmly next to the two princes Edelman and Edron, and secretly provided all kinds of assistance and support, the coup was successful.

In return for the Red Dragon Duke, and also for the long-cherished wish of the empire, a new round of all-out war has arisen. The emperor's messengers carried the emperor's voice and will to all parts of the empire, conveying the great conscription order, and calling the men of the empire to join the army, and jointly realize this great ideal.

Open up the territory, noble and promote, unify the mainland, countless honors are added to the body.

Exciting slogans, temptation and inspiring people, the people at the bottom of the empire who have been living hard for a long time responded one after another. At the same time, some little nobles also participated in it, hoping to change the fate of the family.

As the Baska family, who is strong and one of the initiators of all this, naturally also stands at the top of the wave.

Countless grains, weapons, armors, horses, and many other resources have gathered from all parts of the empire to the south. They will turn into firewood for war and ignite this unending heat wave. As the head of the nobles in the south, the Baska family with the widest fief and the most powerful, now it has become the extension and representative of the emperor's will, in charge of this terrifying heat wave sweeping the mainland.

"I, Leonardo Cang Baska, the 29th Duke of Red Dragon, the descendant of the blood of Cangmoon King Yalin, the dragon of illusion that burns the world, the guardian of the southern part of the empire, the door of the dark stone, blood The head of the Wing Red Dragon Knights, give this order at this moment!"

"Go forward, warriors, until the sunset and the setting sun, until the end of the world, until all the victories arrive!"

"And we will surely make the world fear and tremble for it."

The magnificent voice resounded like a dragon roar in the sky and the earth.

"Wan Sheng, great Leonardo Baska!"

"Wan Sheng, great Leonardo Baska!"

"Wan Sheng, great Leonardo Baska!"

The spear was held high, the setting sun was falling gold, and the scales shone. On those faces, old and young, were pairs of eyes that burned feverishly.

The march on the ground began, the black and red flags were flying, and the red dragons hovering in the sky also swooped down, marching towards the distance where the setting sun had fallen.

After the tentative forward arrived at the Apocalypse fortress, the Duke of Red Dragon finally integrated the empire's nearly 2 million army and headed for the Golden Plain. As the Baska family's direct army is naturally located in the center of the army, this red dragon banner with black background has also become the skeleton of the will of the empire's army.

Following this black and red dragon banner is a heraldic banner of different colors and belonging to different families. They may not be as strong as the Baska family, but each also has a unique inheritance private army. 'Blue Longbow Army, Bear Helmet Heavy Cavalry, Venomous Bee Blade Regiment, Night Owl Assassination Team, White Horned Antelope Deer Relief Team' and so on. These formerly famous mainland legions have joined them. There are also the "Silver Bell Golem Corps "Golden Demon Artillery Corps" from the survivors of the Frost Union, and some of the "Red Guards" that belonged directly to the emperor.

Among the four great dukes, although the Griffin Duke and the Unicorn Duke were a little cold on the expedition, they did not stop the nobles or vassals in their fief from leading their troops, while the Duke of Raven in the north sent one The heir led the three family legions south to support this battle.

The black crow with the flag coat of arms carries purple branches and leaves, symbolizing its inheritance from the Mercury dynasty. Although the number of these necromantic legions is less than 10,000, the necromancers in black robes are enough to cause terror. Of huge waves.

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One month later, the golden plains.

The tall and hideous giant fortress lies on the ground. The blue and hard stone bricks are full of scratches and pits from the years, and there is still a little dust in the gaps, which drifts away as the dry gale blows.

This world-famous fortress of Jiancheng has undergone reinforcement and improvement over the past dynasties. The walls of the fortress are stacked on top of each other, and tall arrow towers stand among them. Resistance to sequence 9 attacks is not a problem.

When the black and red flags appeared on the golden plain, the Apocalypse Fortress had already been planted with a white background with gold stripes. Soldiers in full armor stood upright, waiting for the arrival of the enemy.

The first to appear are the red-robed mages from the Crimson Empire. They stand on a high platform protected by the army to cast spells together. These three thousand mages are all Demon Sequence 4, and the spells they cast are naturally inherited from the former True Red Empire. , But after hundreds of generations of improvements, the side effects are no longer the same as in the past.

Thick lead clouds gradually converge in the sky. As they gradually accumulate and depress, these dense black and red colors are emitted like magma. The suffocating heat can be felt even if they are thousands of meters apart.

Seeing this magma-like thick cloud is about to drip, a magnificent and complex golden magic circle also appeared on the central square of the Apocalypse fortress.

The golden light and sand gathered in the air to form feathers, and then they fell down to outline the patterns of feathers, stars, moon, sun and other celestial bodies on the ground.

Then the girl in the center of the square clasped her hands in prayer.

"Follow the will of the original wind and open up a path between the stars. The sky cannot be defiled. The fire and the dark clouds should all recede."

These young girls from the Wing Clan practice all angel sequences. They were originally equipped with wings and were better at this sequence, but after following the archangel of the wind, they also began to use the classics, as well as the quotations and biographies of the adult, to restore the faith of the original wind.

As one of the pillars of the Sun Throne, the pure wind of change can indeed respond to some pious prayers, but it is difficult for ordinary people to synchronize with their will and ideas. But after having reference to the quotations that were spoken by themselves, there are finally many people who can simply resonate with them and use some of their powers.

This is like the real name of the **** or devil in the myth. If you know the will of that adult and open up your heart to resonate with it and have a pious belief, then you can use the power of this adult.

Of course, this kind of assistance is not without cost, or it is more like a kind of exchange, if one's own strength is not enough, it is still impossible to display. It is just a very demanding, but also very easy to use tool. If you don't have enough power, you can't wield it.

But even so, such a gift is still enough to change everything for those who have nowhere to go.

The thick clouds stacked in the sky seemed to be blown by the invisible wind, getting lighter and thinner, even if the red-robed mage tried their best to guide them, they couldn't change the ending.

In the end, the sky returned to blue again, the dark red fire cloud dissipated, and the two sides stood against each other again under the blazing sun.

"In that case, let's get started."

The high dragon spear pierced into the sky~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Bright flashes appeared on the tip of the spear, and hundreds of crimson dragons soared in the sky. These dragons of hope from the Baska family once again evoked the memories of countless people. In that ancient scene.

The golden-red flames gushing down, like a meteorite fire, spraying on the giant fortress, even the sun is no longer dazzling in the blazing flames, and there are black and red flames and smoke everywhere, and the terrible heat wave of molten gold-stones begins. Take the world by storm.

In the face of these tyrannical dragons, one by one, the dragons covered in blades and scales also stood out from the smoke.

These tyrannical dragons from the southern archipelago, the trump card of the sky, will once again assume the responsibility of resisting the aggression from the past enemy.

The hatred and regrets that spanned thousands of years have never been forgotten.

The remnants of Oz are still alive!

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