The Legend of Fatality

Early in the morning of the day, the three of Bain, Flynn and Antaratham changed into costumes and were ready to attend the hunting festival held today. The festival celebrations were arranged on the river in the north of the Black Tower. The three came out early, and instead of riding horses or carriages, they chose to walk on foot.

Today, the winter sun shines like a diamond in the flame, and an arc is burned in the empty blue sky. The heat is dumped, and you can feel it through the clothes.

Bright sunlight shot down through the dust that was everywhere on the roadside. A group of children were playing on the gravel-paved square. They were barefoot, and they were ragged, skinny and skinny, but they ran The speed of movement is very fast.

Several of the children held rough wooden swords, ran desperately, and occasionally stopped to make trouble, until they provoke a guard. The old but extremely agile guard chased the gang of children. He was scolding and waving a stick.

The group of children ran into an alley, chasing their guards. It was a temporary slum, the small alley in the middle of the shed was three feet wide, and a drainage ditch passed through it. The upper floors of many shacks are built just above the path. Turn these paths into secret roads. A long and narrow ray of light entered the dark road. If you do n’t live here, you will soon be disoriented and frightened.

However, these children who were born and raised in the slums are all familiar with the environment here, and two of them walk through the alleys. They bypassed people who cook, sleep, and do laundry in the doorway. They were not disrupted, and the two jumped over the gutter skillfully. The guard was not so smart, and his pants were covered with sewage, but he was still chasing after him.ァ 新 ヤ ~ ⑧ ~ 1 ~ 中文 网 ωωω.χ ~ ⒏ ~ 1zщ.còм

Two children ran across a shed full of chicken coops, and the chickens clucked. They finally came to the crowded and bright 'main road' of the slums, with shops on both sides of the road.

People are drinking tea here, yelling at each other, selling food, playing cards, or walking to the festival venue as usual. The two children approached three dressed-up people, and the people around them deliberately kept a distance from them.

The three people are Bai En and his two companions. The three people are side by side. Their luxurious costumes show that they have a dignified temperament. The two children stopped in a hurry, greeted them respectfully, and then walked sideways around the three very carefully.

The guard who chased them behind stopped also not far from the three, respectfully saluted, and then chased angrily towards the two children again.

Bai En turned to look at the two children and the guard. He saw a woman shouting the names of the two children loudly. The two children staggered and stopped suddenly, as if they had been released from magic.

The guard chased him, and when he saw the child's mother, he was also a stagger and stopped suddenly. Bai En saw the woman saying a few words to the guard. The guard boss reluctantly watched the woman grabbing the shirts of the two children and taking the two skinny children away.

This episode has no effect on the three people, but the crowds around are getting more and more. By the time they came to the river bank where a solid river bank had been built, the crowd could no longer see the end.

Fortunately, some soldiers found them and helped them squeeze a way to a luxury cruise ship on the river. After they boarded the ship, Bai En noticed that the punt on his right was changed to a water stage, above which was the magic rope dancer troupe of the Spellcaster Academy, a spontaneous interest group formed by the students.

Eight dancers maintained a trapezoidal position at ten-foot intervals, and large sections of bright silk stretched between the dancers, wrapping around their arms, chest and neck, it seemed that each dancer controlled five or six at the same time. rope.

These threads interweave a constantly changing rope shape between them, and there is a delicate rope structure in the large net into various small objects: swords, knives, coats, boots, glass figurines and shiny small ornaments. The dancers rotate their arms, twist their hips, and control these shapes to move slowly in different directions; sometimes they shake off the knots with incredible smooth movements, creating new patterns.

Antalam gently pressed Baien with his elbow, and motioned him to look at a cruise ship on the left, which was like a miniature garden floating on the water forever. It is about fifty steps long and twenty steps wide, and the rectangular double-layer wooden shell is filled with soil, and there are dozens of oak and olive trees planted.

The branches of these trees are as dark as the night, and the leaf curtains show a supernatural beauty: green as jade and bright as lacquer. Under the tree is a variety of flowers, and the colorful flowers make people believe it is a sight that can be seen in winter. Obviously from the masterpiece of the combination of botany and alchemy.

"Is the greenhouse?" Bai En's first idea was to grow in the greenhouse and transplant it to the ship in the past few days, but in the winter on the river, the plants grown in the greenhouse are difficult to survive for too long.

"No, magic." Antalatum said with a smile. "Although it is a waste of money, Amen Cannon likes it. He plans to build a large indoor botanical garden as a scenic spot in Fatalin City."

Bai En was not interested in these. He stepped forward to the wine table of the luxury cruise ship. This wine table is beautiful and chic, and various wine bottles are densely arranged. A well-dressed bartender stood next to the table, and when he saw Bai En walking here, he leaned over and performed a little salute.

"Adult, what would you like to drink?" The bartender asked softly.

"Come here for you." Bai En doesn't mind what to drink, but the profession of bartender is relatively new in Fatalin Island. Starting

The bartender skillfully blended the wine. First, he took a slender crystal wine glass and poured **** deep **** oil, the color was like burnt cinnamon. Then he added a considerable amount of milky white fragrant pear brandy, then a translucent spirit called Bill Barry Flame, and then added transparent Fatalin potato wine, which was actually tasted with radish Cooking wine.

After the cocktail was mixed, the bartender wrapped his left hand with a wet towel and stretched out to a covered smolder furnace by the counter. He took out a slender metal strip with a hot orange tip and inserted it into the cocktail. Hissing sounded immediately, and a small spicy steam appeared. After the metal bar cooled, the bartender quickly and accurately agitated three times, and then placed the wine in a small silver plate to present to Bai En.

Flaine and Antalatem were attracted by the bartender's skills, and they walked to the table ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ each ordered a glass of wine.

In the past few years, Bai En has tasted the drinks of many places, but when the cocktail's ice sensation hit his lips, he used the heat of the sting to describe each thin seam, and outlined the teeth and gums with a pain All the gaps between them, then launched an attack on the tongue and throat, he could never completely contain the memories in the black tower.

Can't forget the warning to the person who is most important to him, and can't forget the feeling that the liquid flame seems to spread along the nasal cavity until it burns to the back of the eyes, making people just want to catch their eyes. Bai En showed his discomfort when he took his first sip, which was much easier than pretending to be tempted by this holiday celebration.

"Magic magic!" Bai En exclaimed. "And superb skills! What is this wine called?"

"Adult, it's a memory called Xin Fang." The bartender who is bartending to the other two whispered.

Bai En nodded with satisfaction and took another sip. This time it was not as exciting as the first bite, but the taste was indeed endless.

"Add magic in the process of bartending." Antalatem said staring at the bartender's movements. "It is indeed a wonderful idea. Are you?"

"My name is Christine, sir." The bartender handed him the wine of Antalatem, and after watching Flynn for a while, he began to mix it up for him.

"Incomparable," Antalatem took a sip and coughed, then slammed the black neck scarf a few times and pulled it a little loose. "You should remind me."

Bartender Christine just smiled slightly and did not answer.

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