wizard

Facts once again prove that good luck is limited and bad luck is unlimited.

The dazzling golden light suddenly disappeared, He Ning's hand was empty, he grasped it twice in astonishment, there was only a ball of air in his palm.There was a sudden pain in the left ear, and a silver ear button pierced the skin, and it was fastened to the earlobe. The bright red blood flowed along the delicate lines, and soon disappeared.

The black gemstones the size of rice grains became more and more eye-catching, He Ning didn't have time to touch his ears, and with a sound of "ah", his whole body quickly fell freely.

Ear drums swelled and hurt, and there seemed to be countless chains of words intertwined and shuttled in my mind, as fresh as life.Every line of words that flowed through caused a headache.If conditions do not allow, He Ning is very likely to roll in the air with his head in his arms.

It's fine if you fall to your death, but you have to go to prison before you die?

His teeth bit his lips, his forehead and hair were soaked in cold sweat, but his earbuds were shining.

He Ning closed his eyes, his head hurt even more, but the speed of falling suddenly slowed down, as if a voice sounded in his ears.Ancient, vicissitudes, reciting a strange language, but it was directly imprinted in his mind.

Can't understand, but can understand.

Strange contradiction.

It seems to be singing praises to the green earth, praising the blue sky, or praying to the mountains and trees, with the simplicity of ancient ancestors and the worship and fear of nature, the voice changes from one voice to multiple, hundreds and thousands, like the tide come to mind.The intertwined chain of words suddenly glowed with golden light, broke, shattered, enlarged one by one like slow motion, and then merged together.

The pain in the head suddenly disappeared, and the body seemed to be surrounded by a cool breath, cutting off the scorching wind.

He Ning closed his eyes, his body was suspended in the air, and the ancient voice echoed in his mind over and over again.

The black hair fluttered in the air, and a ball of golden light enveloped him again.Without the slightest aggressiveness, it is as soft as flowing water silk, brushing across the clouds and gliding across the sky, and the prayers and songs of the ancestors resounded among the clouds.

The vast land, the boundless blue sky, the flowing river, the green grass, and the vast forest.

There is no desert anymore, only countless lives moistened by rain.

Is this an illusion, or the past replaced by barrenness?

A figure appeared in front of my eyes, black hair, black eyes, calm eyes, strange but familiar, that is, myself in the mirror...

The golden light began to weaken, the strange scene suddenly disappeared, and the words and voices in my mind disappeared without a trace, and there was only the howling hot wind around me.Returning from the dream to reality, there was a scream piercing the sky, and He, who was full of "spirit" just now, fell rapidly again.

Are you really going to fall to your death?Falling from high altitude, a piece of meatloaf?

Just when He Ning closed his eyes tightly and angrily raised his middle finger to the Great God of Time Traveling, the movement of falling stopped, and suddenly he had a sense of down-to-earth reality.

There is a smooth and hard touch under the body, and the touch forward seems to be the touch of feathers.

Opening his eyes carefully, he saw a golden brown.Raising his head, the big bird who had saved him was staring at him angrily, his feathers stood up, and he was about to shake his head and throw He Ning down.

It was only then that He Ning realized that he was lying on the other's mouth, holding his nostril with one hand, and plucking a handful of feathers with the other.

Saving people, but receiving such a return, anyone would be angry, and it would be a light blow.

"Calm down, please calm down!" He Ning laughed twice, "I have to, forgive me."

Feeling that Longying's anger gradually calmed down, He Ning's heart sank slightly when he raised his throat, but a man's voice came from above his head, "Who are you?"

Following the sound, a man in a flaxen robe was sitting on Long Ying's back, with one hand resting on his raised knee, and the other hand holding a machete with a handle inlaid with precious stones, and the blade was shiny. , the tip of the knife was on his forehead.

"Say!"

The man's head was wrapped with a cloth scarf of the same color as the robe, and the cloth went around his shoulders, covering his chin and lips. Only a pair of brown eyes and a high nose bridge could be seen.The skin is light brown with dark outlines.

He Ning was stunned, not because the man was sitting on the eagle's back, nor because of his appearance, but because he could understand what he was saying!

What's going on here?

"Are you dumb?"

When Siculus' voice came again, He Ning frowned. Even if he was saved, this person gave him a bad feeling.

"No."

When the words came out, He Ning was taken aback again.Not only can you understand, but you can also speak?

Sikurus put away the scimitar, leaned forward, grabbed He Ning's arm, and pulled him over from Long Ying's mouth. The distance was getting closer, and there was a smell of sand.

The coat wrapped around He Ning's head has long since disappeared. In the past two months, his black hair has grown to his shoulders, his face is black and white, and only his eyes are clear and bright.

Sikulusi looked at He Ning and said, "With such a face, he is not from the east."

He Ning is handsome, with a slightly soft outline, more like a seaman in the south.But Haimin's hair color and eye color are very light, there will never be black hair and black eyes, and they rarely come to the East.What's more, black eyes are the sign of witches.

hiss-

With the sound of cloth being torn, the shirt on He Ning's upper body turned into strips of cloth.He looked down at himself in astonishment, and then at the man tearing his clothes, what was he doing?

"You are a man."

"……"nonsense!Anyone with long eyes knows it!

"It's dirty."

He Ning endured a few moments before he controlled his emotions and didn't shake his fist on the spot.The other party saved him anyway, a shirt, tear it up, he endured it!

"What happened just now?" Siculus tore off the cloth scarf from his head and handed it to He Ning, who took it and wrapped it around his body.Although men are not afraid of being shirtless, it's better to wear some clothes, orientals, be reserved.

"To be honest, I don't know either." He Ning shrugged his shoulders. The fabric wrapped around his body was very comfortable, and he didn't feel hot. It wasn't silk or cotton. He was a little curious about the material.

"Don't look at me like that, I really don't know." He Ning scratched his head, "I still want to thank you for saving me, can you find a place to put me down?"

Siculus didn't speak, without the wrapping of the cloth towel, under the sun, his long dark brown hair was almost golden.

"Answer my question and let you go."

"..."

"Otherwise, throw you down."

"..."

"not talking?"

"...Either you throw it away."

Instinctively, he didn't want to talk about his experiences in the deserted city and before, but there seemed to be a voice in his subconscious mind telling He Ning not to talk about it.

Siculus narrowed his eyes, "Sim."

Longying suddenly uttered a loud cry, and instantly tilted ninety degrees.

It was too sudden, He Ning didn't react, and fell directly along Long Ying's back.Falling into the air, without making a sound, he was hooked into the eagle's claws, and Siculus' voice sounded again: "Do you want to say something?"

He Ning: "..."

Humans are too dangerous, he wants to go back to the desert.

The dragon eagle's claws are very hard, and the tip of the claws is extremely sharp, which can easily cut open the belly of a bison.He Ning was hanging in the air, his body seemed to be bound by steel bars, but his mind became more and more clear.Regardless of whether the other party is purely curious or what, judging from his behavior, he must find a way to escape.

The dragon eagle circled in the air for a week, and below were the Vithia soldiers following Siculus.The Bitiya people can enter the desert in bad weather. As long as there is a dragon eagle, they don't need to worry about getting lost in the depths of the desert.

"Lord City Lord!"

The dragon eagle lowered its height, and the Bitiya soldiers below raised their heads. When they saw He Ning in the dragon eagle's claws, they all showed strange expressions.

The city lord left in a hurry, but when he came back, he arrested someone?If you read correctly, that person is wearing the city lord's headscarf?

The distance between He Ning and the ground is getting closer and closer, and he can already see the expressions of the people below.

The wings flapped, kicking up a piece of yellow sand, and the soldiers of Bitiya stood still. When the dragon eagle landed on the ground, they clasped their hands on their chests and saluted the city lord.

"My lord, should we go on or return to the city?"

Siculus sat on the back of the dragon eagle and looked far into the distance. He was looking in the direction of Pulan City.As a descendant of the great royal family of the Alan Empire, he was repeatedly defeated by Mudi.This humiliation will be doubled one day.

"Back to the city!"

"Yes!"

Siculus seemed to have forgotten He Ning under the dragon eagle's claws, but He Ning didn't want to be caught in the air again.

While Siculus was talking to the Bithia soldiers, the dragon eagle combed its feathers, and quietly moved out of its claws bit by bit.Like the sand lizard, he has experience.As soon as he moved halfway, his body tensed up, and when he raised his head, a pair of big golden eyes were staring at him, with very unkind eyes.

"A discussion?" He Ning said cautiously, with a low voice, "Relax a little?"

The claws tightened.

He Ning understood that this person is not someone who can be discussed.

Is it possible to do another high-altitude walk?

Bitiya's soldiers waved their whips and turned back to the city. The camels raised a cloud of dust, and the dragon eagle flapped its wings and took off again.He Ning gritted his teeth and died as soon as he died!An arm broke free, and the sharp nails grabbed onto Long Ying's claws.

The eagle honked loudly, his body loosened suddenly, and He Ning rolled to the ground in a state of embarrassment.Covered in yellow sand, he turned around and ran away without caring about anything else.

Siculus comforted Long Ying, his voice was full of anger, "Catch him!"

Several Bitiya soldiers swung their whips, and the camels rushed towards He Ning. Just as He Ning was about to be caught, an army from Pulan City suddenly appeared at a distance of less than 500 meters.

This is the desert area at the junction of Bitiya City and Pulan City, and armies from both sides may appear.After hearing the news that the dragon eagle appeared in the desert, Modi immediately led the army to set off from the city.

The black lizard and the dragon eagle are natural enemies. The black lizard likes to eat the eggs of the dragon eagle, and the dragon eagle will also capture the young lizards. They are both at the top of the food chain. Once they encounter each other, there will be a fierce battle.

The same goes for Moody and Siculus.There is no room for two kings in this desert.

The battle started suddenly, He Ning didn't know whether he was lucky or unlucky, the only thing he could do was to leave as fast as possible, the sword had no eyes, and he didn't get caught by that strange bird, even if he was cut with a knife and shot with an arrow. Not worth it.

The dragon eagle roared, and the black lizard roared. Siculus knew that the opponent had come prepared, and it would be useless to fight, so he immediately ordered to retreat.

Moody would not let go of such a good opportunity, patted Hei Li on the back, and ordered to pursue.

One side wanted to run, while the other was chasing after him, causing dust to blow up in the desert.He Ning covered his mouth with a cloth towel and ran wildly in the dust. The high temperature and strenuous exercise almost suffocated him.There was a faint light from the earbuds, and the pain in his chest gradually eased. He ran to a rock, and finally couldn't run anymore, leaning against the rock and panting heavily.

Touch the left ear, the wound has not healed, the pain is burning, bad luck, what is it all about!