wizard

As the teams participating in the festival arrived one after another and settled in the city one after another, the city of witches became more and more lively.

The herdsmen in the east, the sea people in the south, the merchants in the north, and the barbarians from the west gathered in the same city, as if they had returned to the age of empires.Herdsmen and barbarians passed by, sea people bargained in front of merchants' booths, children in different robes and colorful rings around their necks played ancient games, and the crisp laughter of the girls seemed to be playing in the river side music.

The smell of food floated in the air, the strong barbarians set up a barbecue bonfire, the herdsmen piled up the pancakes with tempting wheat fragrance, and in front of the fruit stall, the stall owner yelled hard, cutting a piece of cake from outside the city. The freshly picked watermelon in the oasis has a sweet smell that makes the mouth water.

He Ning stood on the high terrace of the temple, propped his hands on the fence, and closed his eyes. Even if he didn't see it with his own eyes, he could still clearly picture what was happening in the city in his mind.

More orchestras are stationed in the city. Dancers from different regions are dancing enchantingly in the crescent moon and drums. The thin chains around the waist are flying with light veils, and their bare feet are on the bright blankets, light and agile. The coquettish style is attractive to stop.

The poets hold the stringed qin, pluck the strings, and tell ancient stories with a slightly hoarse voice.The most eye-catching is Gude's orchestra. The old drummer Longris Amos was favored by the great witch and was called into the temple to perform at the ceremony. Once the news spread, countless envious eyes followed a lot of The gold coins came together, which really made everyone in the orchestra feel pain and joy.Especially the leader of the band, Bunch Goode, he had a feeling that after the festival, not only Longris, but the entire band would be different from before.

"Master, will old Longris stay here?"

"Maybe." Bunch counted the gold coins one by one, and looked at the dancer sitting beside him, "Asha, the gods have given everyone a different destiny, and from the moment of birth, they have to follow different paths Go ahead, Loris is like this, and so are you."

The dancer gently pinched the dangling tassels by the side of the veil, and wore a gold bracelet inlaid with pearls on her wrist, her expression revealing a trace of unknown bewilderment.

"I know your worries," Bunch sighed, "Asha, Longris is very old, if he can stay with the great witch, it will be the greatest gift from the gods to him. You are raised by Longris Big one, love him like you love your father, and you should be happy for him."

"Yes, leader."

The dancing girl agreed softly and lowered her head.

The performers in the orchestra, except those who were born in the orchestra, were mostly orphans and trafficked slaves.Asha didn't know who her parents were, nor where she was born, or which tribe she belonged to. She only knew that with Longris, she could survive and have what she is today.

Longris was her father, her only relative.

Are we going to part now?

"Master, can we see Longris again?"

"Of course." Bunch stroked his short beard, "On the day of the festival, the orchestra will also perform. Asha, you have to prepare well."

"I will, leader." The confusion in Asha's eyes was swept away, and a flame of competitiveness was ignited.She will never lose to dancers in other orchestras, and she will never let Longris down!

Asha is unwilling to admit defeat, and the band who came to the City of Witches for the first time are equally ambitious.

The benevolent great witch, the lord of the eastern city and the patriarchs of various tribes who own a vast territory, the mysterious elders of the sea people, the most powerful family among the merchants, and the big men of Aram are all gathered here. No one will easily let go of such a rare opportunity. Pass.

"If we can get the appreciation of the city lord, it will be the day when we completely turn around."

"It's a pity that the drummer summoned by the great witch is not from our band... We are the most famous band in the east. That greedy guy Goode is really lucky!"

Such voices can be heard endlessly, but they are just pure envy and verbal jealousy. No one dares to make mistakes before the ceremony.The herdsmen and barbarians who were impulsively fighting each other in the city before are still imprisoned somewhere outside the city. It is still unknown whether they will be seen again.

The tribal patriarch would not intercede for these guys, and making trouble before the festival, he really has no brains!

When the Cangyan tribe and the Heiyan tribe participated in the ceremony, they caused a commotion when they entered the city. The tall mammoth raised its thick proboscis and uttered a loud and clear elephant cry.The strong barbarian warrior stood on the back of the ground beast with a spear in his hand. His brown skin, resolute outline, and muscles as hard as rocks exuded a wild and sturdy aura.

There are eye-catching tribal totems painted on the body of each land beast. The barbarian patriarchs who came to participate in the ceremony, especially the patriarchs who had lost the tribal war beasts, cheered up 12 points. It can happen!

There is no shortage of wild beasts and mammoths in the west, but it is not easy to hunt a wild cub, often at the cost of soldiers' deaths and injuries.The tribe that had lost their war beasts before, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only beat their chests and stare at the black hyenas who were sitting and enjoying themselves. Who would let the other party have the backing of a great witch?

The barbarian team walked through the city, attracting many onlookers.Kony sat on the back of the mammoth with arms crossed, black braids wrapped around his shoulders, animal tendons tied at the end of his hair, and a golden ring on his forehead. A red tail feather from a western long-feathered bird was inserted on the golden ring. In the sun, it seems to be burning.

The amber eyes looked towards the temple, but the distance was still very far, but it seemed to see the black-haired figure standing on the terrace.

Kony clenched his fists fiercely, stood up, raised his spear high, and roared like a beast.He is telling the big witch, Cangyan people are coming!

He Ning was taken aback, his five senses were several times more sensitive than ordinary people, and sometimes they would cause him trouble.

He let go of his hand on the fence, pinched the space between his eyebrows, and took a step back, not wanting to crash into a familiar embrace.Looking up, the blond castellan was looking down at him, with a gentle smile on his face that made He Ning shudder.

He Ning's chin was supported by his slender fingers, his red lips fell on the corners of his lips, his waist was embraced by powerful arms, the heat from his palm dyed his skin through the fabric, causing an inexplicable shiver.

He Ning pressed the hand on his waist, opened his mouth to enclose Modi's lower lip, bit it hard, and the moment his lips were released, the transparent filaments pulled out made him blush involuntarily.

I patted my face hard, and I did more things, but it was just a kiss, why did I blush!

"Well, I have something to do next."

He Ning twitched his lips uncomfortably, implying that the barbarians will definitely come to the temple, and as a great witch, he will always show up. Can we discuss and let him go first?

If Moody doesn't make sense, He Ning doesn't mind doing it.However, he still made up his mind to try not to move his hands as much as possible, after all, the temple had just been rebuilt.

Mu Di didn't speak, but looked deeply at He Ning with his blue eyes, brushed He Ning's lower lip with his finger, slid along his chin to his throat, and stroked it gently.The tip of her pink tongue licked the corners of her lips, and the corners of her eyes and brows were filled with indescribable charm.

Gudong.

He Ning swallowed a mouthful of saliva, where is the coldness?Where did the domineering side leak go?He really wanted to drag the monster in front of him back to the room, pounce on him and knock him down.

"Master." Just as He Ning gritted his teeth and rubbed his claws, Miya's voice came faintly from behind, "There are tribes, please see me."

The fire was raging, when a bowl of cold water was suddenly poured on it, He Ning gritted his teeth, and his breathing became a little unsteady.

Moody smiled, lowered his head and kissed He Ning's face, a golden light flashed in his eyes, "What should I do?" He held He Ning's wrist with his big hand, and the kiss fell on his palm, with a smile in his voice, " My great witch?"

He Ning's teeth were grinding louder, he wanted to bite someone, immediately, immediately!

Kony and Ito stood side by side in front of the temple, the same tall and strong, with brown skin, cyan totem, long hair wrapped around their shoulders, and one hand holding the spear tightly. When He Ning's figure appeared on the steps, Knees on the ground, right hand pounding on the chest, the voice is thick and strong, "Great witch!"

He Ning didn't speak, the scarf embroidered with shaman script was wrapped around his face, covering his red and swollen lips.There is still the wound left by Moody on his lips, which must not be seen by others, otherwise what will be the face of a generation of magic sticks?

He Ning has mixed feelings about Kony and Ito.He once trusted and helped them, but in the end he found that he was really stupid.

Their behavior can't be regarded as a white-eyed wolf, but it's not much worse.

"Big witch!"

Behind Kony and Yidong, the patriarchs of other barbarians were still kneeling on one knee, looking down on these barbarian warriors, He Ning couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

The same scene seems to have happened, deep in memory, 400 years ago.

He Ning shook his head, shaking off the inexplicable emotion.A few flower petals blown by the wind fell on his shoulders, and the birds that had been scared away by the barbarians also fell one after another, singing cheerfully around him.

In fact, no matter how cheerful the voice is, they are also complaining, complaining of grievances.

He Ning held up a chubby little bird with his fingers, which looked like a bullfinch, but only ate fruit, and his temperament was quite gentle, which could make this little guy blow his hair, which shows how unpopular the barbarians are.With a thought, He Ning suddenly stopped, no, compared to Moody, they are pretty good.

"long time no see."

He Ning walked down the steps and stopped in front of Connie with a gentle smile.His actions made the barbarians a little bit astonished, and they all turned their attention to Ito. Could it be that the black hyena lost the trust of the great witch?Should this be good news or bad news?

Kony raised his head, his amber eyes twinkled slightly, and then he took the corner of He Ning's robe and kissed reverently, "Thank you sincerely for your kindness and care, Cangyan people will always be loyal to you, noble witch!"

He Ning curled his mouth, did not answer, and turned his gaze to Ito.He looked calm on the surface, but the blue veins on the back of his hands revealed his true emotions at the moment.

He Ning pulled the hood, well, he admitted it was intentional.

If the black hyena wants to use him, he must have the determination to bear the consequences. After all, there is no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and there is a corresponding price to be paid for everything he does.

On the terrace, Moody stood where He Ning was before, with a faint smile on his lips.

The history of the barbarians is even older than that of the royal family of Syria. After several years of changes, there is still not much progress after tens of millions of years.The suppressed ambition, the shackles inherited from the blood, the totem left on the cheek is a brand that will never be erased.Maybe that's why they survived till now.

Looking at the golden light suddenly rising in front of the temple, Moody chuckled, turned and left the terrace.The blond hair traced a soft and bright arc in mid-air, with a dazzling luster, but it seemed to have a sharp edge that could hurt people.

After the arrival of the barbarians, the ceremony in the City of Witches will also officially begin.

The front of the temple was filled with tributes from various ethnic groups. Miya, the three Dosha people, and the officials sent by Pulan City were extremely busy.

On the eve of the festival, the lights in the City of Witches were brightly lit. People didn't feel sleepy at all, and they were nervously looking forward to the dawn.

Finally, a ray of dawn lighted up in the sky, flocks of gray sparrows rose from the grass all over the sky, and a round of red sun jumped out of the horizon, covering the City of Witches with a layer of dazzling golden light.

The old drummer Longris Amos put on a robe with the family crest, sat down cross-legged after solemnly kneeling in front of the temple, with a solemn expression, and beat the drum powerfully with his old hands, boom, boom, boom!

The thick voice is like hitting people's hearts directly.

Miya, who was wearing a long white dress, led the girls in the same dress, and came out of the temple holding a silver plate.The thin bracelets on the wrists and the silver bells around the waist rang crisply in the sound of the drums, jingling like raindrops, refreshing and cool.

The fountain of life in the hall of the temple spewed out instantly, and the flowing spring water overflowed the pool and rushed down the steps, forming a long waterfall.

Amidst the sound of the drums, the great witch with black hair and black robe, holding a silver scepter, appeared in front of everyone.

There is a golden band of light wrapped around his body, and his long hair flutters in the wind with the fragrance of flowers. People can't see his face clearly, they can only hear his voice reciting shamanic script.

Long, soothing, kind blessings.

He Ning slowly walked down the steps and stepped into the flowing water. Every step was printed on the footprints left by the 400-year-old witch.

In an instant, the two people who were separated by four centuries seemed to be facing each other, their palms met, and their similar faces carried the same smile.

They are the witches of Alan, the hope of this continent.

"Great witch, great witch!"

The barbarian priest prostrated himself on the ground, raised his cane, and his lips trembled with excitement.The barbarian warriors held spears and knelt on one knee, and the herdsmen clasped their right arms in front of their chests and bowed deeply.

Shangmin clasped his hands together and muttered prayers, Haimin lowered his head gracefully, and his ear tips moved slightly.

The roar of the green lizard and the cry of the dragon eagle came from the sky, and the fiery red breath blew over the temple.The mammoths and land beasts in the city echoed loudly, and the calls of the sea beasts were very unfamiliar, but more vigorous.

Strings were added to the sound of the drums. Miya and the girls stopped, put the silver plate into the water, and went down the river, holding up the white gauze. The soft fingers interweaved different patterns, and the waists were swayed. , the bell rings, this is the dance of the priestess dedicated to the gods.

The sound of music, the sound of drums, the sound of prayers, the great witch raised his scepter, and the golden light enveloped the entire city of witches. Over the long river of time, everything that disappeared 400 years ago will reappear today.