Chapter 43: It's not spring

Zoya saw Bran's face gradually turn black, just like his brother. She couldn't imagine a clean and pale face covered in blue. But in front of him, Bran's face was so fast and suddenly, a layer of blue and gray appeared. There was a tingling sensation, which was caused by some kind of breath in Bran. So she stepped back and hid behind her brother.
Irene looked at Bran in surprise, and opened the distance with Bran unobtrusively. Although she wanted to remind her brother, her brother was looking eagerly at Bran's sister at this time, which made her not only hate her brother a little bit. At the same time, he secretly scolded his father. This Bran had more than two short knives, and he also understood where the danger in his intuition came from. It is like facing a porcupine, although it may not be so powerful or deadly, it is difficult to speak when facing it.
Bran regretted it, he shouldn't, shouldn't call his sister to come forward, so he has to make up for his mistakes, and he has to take any means to drive away this nasty little dragon man.
From the first day Bran came into this world, he had no sense of security. The first thing he did was to arm himself. After awakening as a wizard, the convenience brought by the ability made this kind of armament deeper, but he was extremely concealed and extremely careful. Films and novels in previous lives gave him too much inspiration. So on his belt, in his wristband, under his placket, many small and deadly weapons were hidden in many places where people did not pay attention, and they were constantly updated and evolved as Bran's abilities and resources improved.
Now these weapons began to respond to him. They were hidden in Bran’s body for too long. They blended with Bran’s magical powers day and night. Now this blending has finally reached a critical point. Under certain emotional stimulation, they were Give a touch of spirituality. Just like newborn babies, who need to cry out to announce their coming, they begin to tremble and cry.
Black Cat Huahua seemed to feel this spirituality too, and began to surround her owner, sniffing, touching, and pressing. Bran's sharp meaning from time to time has no effect on Huahua, and the magic between him and Bran has long been fused with each other. It was quite enjoyable at this time, and he leaned forward and rubbed his body when Feng Rui's intent burst. Gradually this kind of sharpness also spread from Huahua, covered with black fur.
How many times is this? Bran looked angrily. At this moment, Ayman was like Xiaoqiang who could not be beaten, falling down and getting up again and again...
No matter how irritated Bran is, as a Northlander, he will not interrupt others' contests. Therefore, he can only wait anxiously and resentfully. The tweets on his body also became louder and sharper. Under the clothes, there are countless lives to emerge from the cocoon, ups and downs. In the end, his gaze turned to Irene, who was already far away from him, so he walked towards her with countless harsh and sharp voices.
"Let's start too. I will let you see the knife light, I promise." Bran gritted his teeth.
"No, I changed my mind." Irene pretended to be nonchalant. At the same time, no one would be stupid enough to face an angry porcupine, and wait until you are angry.
Bran, who was anxious and frustrated, yelled to his sister: "Kill him!" His hidden weapons finally trembled together at this moment, and all the sharp, harsh voices mixed into a scream: " Down with him!"
Amidst this howling, there was also a cat's howl, "Oh..."
Everyone paused and looked at Bran, the furious child like a monster.
Lily looked at her brother and smiled, "Okay."
Ayman ushered in a real heavy blow. This one did not knock him off or knock him down. He could even be said to be motionless, but a force wreaked havoc in his body, and he felt like he was knocked. Every joint, every tooth, every hair is shaking.
...
Seeing the son who was carried back still maintained a high morale, Daddy Longqi was not only secretly happy. This is how the samurai should be. Failure is not terrible. The key is to have perseverance. Good son, follow me!
I called my daughter over and started to ask about today’s affairs: "Let’s put the rest away first, and carefully state your brother’s performance today. See your brother’s spirit today, learn more from your brother, what you want is this tenacity. Unyielding. This character will follow me!"
Who would have thought that before the voice was over, his daughter was anxious: "Whoever loves to learn, whoever learns. I can't follow you!"
"How do you say it?"
"How can I talk! It's shameful to have one, you still let me learn from him?"
Then my son saw the matter of the female man in the north and was exposed bloody. Daddy Longqi only felt that he didn't come up in one breath, his eyes were black...
I didn't bother to mention my unworthy son, and started asking about other things. My daughter started to complain again: "Just your look, father, that guy is a porcupine..."
Daddy Longqi looked at his daughter carefully and prompted, "Think about what this reaction looks like?"
Irene lowered her head carefully thinking about every detail, and suddenly exclaimed: "The ability is awakened, he is a wizard! He is a wizard!"
Daddy Longqi also laughed loudly: "That's right! And he's still a wizard with no weak ability, so the Northlanders reacted so strangely. I wanted to sell a stupid son, but..."
Daddy Longqi clapped his hands and laughed forgottenly: "I said how long-hearted people from the Northland are, this is all forced!"
However, soon his wife gave him a heavy blow: "Don't be too happy, just think about everything as your nymphomaniac son."
"belch……"
...
Lily complained to Bran with some dissatisfaction: "I am fighting, what are you excited about?"
"Is that a fight?"
"What are you talking about!?"
"I'm worried that the cabbage will be picked up by the pig! I blame it for this. I will fight it myself in the future, and I will pinch him to death!"
"Hey! Just forget it, sneak attacks and sap, but they figured out your details, and you just swiped the blade directly with you, dumbfounded? You know you are called sister."
"This matter is not clear to you, we are discussing business." Bran took out an oval stone and handed it to his sister.
Lily looked at her brother inexplicably and threw the stone in her hand.
"Listen to me, you hold it. Concentrate your attention, feel the heat in your body, concentrate him on your hands, imagine that this heat fills your hands, bones, muscles, hair, and then hair. Clench tightly."
Watching the stone crack under her sister's hands, Bran grinned and said, "I guess it will."
Seeing Bran's grinning mouth, Lily was a little confused. What does this mean? What kind of prank is your brother going to do?
"Don't look at me that way, it has nothing to do with me." Bran dunked his hands, it was you. "I am a wizard, and so are you. You can stay away from me and try to find other things. In fact, your power has always been the greatest among our brothers, and your power has grown a little too fast. Doesn't it feel strange?
It's just that training was unconscious before, but now with conscious control, the effect will be more obvious. "
Watching her sister run to experiment, Bran began to habitually daze. It just didn't take long for him to feel a murderous aura against himself. Looking at the angry sister in front of him, Bran asked carefully: "What's wrong? Shouldn't you be happy?"
"When did you find out?"
"It’s not long since I awakened, and I felt that when I was close to you, the repelling of magic was more obvious than others. I also found that you didn’t respond much, so I felt that your ability might be the kind of ability that directly acts on yourself and is too closely integrated with yourself, so it is difficult. Self-awareness."
"That is, you have already noticed it, but haven't told anyone!?"
"Uh……"
Bran bounced up, turned and ran. Yelling: "It's not too late!"
But it was too late. He was slapped on the ground by his sister and opened the hammer: "I will let you not be late! I will let you not be too late!"