Chapter 263

The information prompted by the system is as black as ink, as if with a certain ominous taste. Let Lorraine Hill's heart also lower, squeeze out the blood stasis on her leg, heal the wound, and then she slowly fell down again, high above the canyon. Unfortunately, there was no strange fish in the river, only the sound of quiet water.

The previous feeling of panic disappeared, and the system was still quiet.

The girl stretched out her right hand. Like a waterfall, the fiery streamer was drawn into the surface of the river in the canyon, reflecting every river. Lorraine Hill's eyes were burning. After searching for a long time, she still didn't find the strange fish.

Strange?

She extinguished the fire that covered nearly 10 miles, and then the wind began to flow in the Grand Valley, constantly blowing the inner corner, every rock crevice, every grass shadow.

I can't see it on the river or in the canyon. It's strange. Where's the strange fish?

Can you hide under the water? But the deepest part of the river is only 10 meters. With the huge body of that strange fish, you can find it quickly on the river.

Until the end, Lorraine Hill didn't find the strange fish. As a last resort, she had to go back to the camp again.

After finishing the bonfire and putting away her belongings, she moved the tent to the top of the canyon cliff far away from the river. Although it was windy here, it was safe at least. Even if the strange fish appeared again, she had to jump thousands of meters to get to a place.

A little nervous rest for a night, the next day, the girl set out again, this time she did not stop, directly flew from high altitude to ermenas, there should have their own need to know the information.

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The spacious Lanjian river is still choppy, and the solid grand bridge spans north and south. The bridge body of several kilometers connects ermenas and the southern plain.

When Lorraine Hill arrived at the bridge, it was getting late. The river reflected the setting sun, sparkling. In the purple sunset, the bridge lights were on. From a distance, these bridge lights were just like the scale on the ruler, measuring the river neatly.

All students have to register at the gate of Qiaokou before they return. They are not allowed to fly into the school at will. Otherwise, they will be intercepted by senior members of the order department on patrol, and even attacked if they break in. Most of the members of the order department are above sequence 6, and they are the elites among the students, which is hard for ordinary people to resist.

Lorraine Hill also landed at the gate honestly, filled in his name and information according to the requirements of the form, and then returned to the central school building by magic guide locomotive.

After opening the dark dormitory door, there was no one inside. Lorraine Hill later sighed that he had come early and wasted a day or two of his vacation.

However, this is not the most important thing at present. After she put down her suitcase, she jumped directly from the window sill of the dormitory, spread her green wings, and flew directly to the north. The tower that goes straight into the sky is faintly visible on the top of the mountains.

Shake off a small amount of snow on her dress. The girl reaches out her palm and presses it on the stone slab. Then the gem on the stone gate lights up and cuts away to both sides.

Walking into the quiet viewing room, the candlesticks among the bookshelves are also lit, and continue to spread to the depths.

A petite figure with black hair is still sitting on the high wooden chair, reflecting the candlelight beside him, quietly writing something.

Lolan Hill walked forward, and finally slowly stopped in front of this seemingly loli, but actually lived for many years.

"It must be something urgent to come so late, little Lorraine." The division night raises a head, dark red eye pupil looks at in front of this silver hair's younger generation, say leisurely, show the elder's calm and calm.

"Well, yesterday I met a big and strange fish. It should be a chaotic phantom."

Lorraine Hill began to elaborate on his experiences and doubts. As a witch in charge of books, this elder should know something about it.

After listening to the description of the girl with silver hair, Si Ye was motionless, with long dark hair and pale skin like an enamel doll.

After a long time, she said, "well, I see."

Is that all? No other explanation? Lorraine Hill's doubts stirred like clouds, and finally he could not help asking.

"Master Siye, can you give me your opinion?"

Like enamel doll, the witch was silent for a while, and then said: "if you meet next time, you'd better run away quickly, don't have redundant ideas. The sages will deal with it. "

Some more questions were asked, but Siye refused to say more, so Lorraine Hill had to leave.

Just as she was about to leave, a light yellow page fell in front of her. Then behind her came Si Ye's words: "many unofficial records about chaos disaster are very confusing and conflicting. If you really want to know, you can refer to these books, which are more true."

"Thank you." Lorraine Hill took the page, turned to thank him, and then left the quiet viewing room.

A long time after Lorraine Hill left, another voice appeared in the quiet room.

"Si ye can't speak again. You'll make little Lorraine feel cold."

A slightly sweet voice sounded, and then a young girl in a pink and white princess skirt came out of the mirror and put her hands on the back of the wooden chair.

"Chris, you don't have to remind me." Si Ye raised her cheek slightly.

"Ah, who would know that the head of gaota college is a Lori who is afraid of long sentences, hee hee." Chris pinched sieye's bulging cheek from behind and put her head on her shoulder.

Seeing that Si Ye was going to hit someone with a book again, Chris flashed by, then walked out of the other mirror again and stood under the window sill of the moonlight.

"Ha ha."

"All right, all right, no kidding." Chris again took a chair out of the mirror, sat down by the window, and said.

"The information that little Loran brought should be true. With her affinity for the wind, she should have a strong sense. She won't be so easy to say, which is very strange."

"Maybe it's because she's not in high rank." The division night opens a mouth to say.

"I have personally experienced the disaster of chaos. I can smell the twisted discord and strangeness from afar. The witch is very sensitive to this kind of thing. Even when the sequence is low, it can be easily perceived. "

"Well, Siye is still young after all, and has never seen such a scene. If you call me sister Chris, I don't mind printing that feeling in the book for you to see." With that, Chris takes out a light pink folding fan, gently covers the corner of her mouth, and looks at the enamel doll in front of her with a smile.

"Forget it, it's not a wonderful feeling." Si Ye shook his head and continued.

"In that case, it's a bit strange, either the chaotic phantom is special, or...".

"Or someone has deliberately hoodwinked the child's perception." Chris said what night's guess was.

"But who can do it? It's a witch who made fun of her, or someone with a holy instrument."

"There are only 2-3 sacred implements that can achieve this effect. They are all in the hands of famous sages. At present, their whereabouts are not here." The division night shakes head to say slowly.

"The other witches..." Chris shakes the folding fan, bringing forth bursts of light.

"She is the descendant of trinatha. She is favored and protected by the natural group of Titus. No one has been outside recently. Selene, they are looking for the relics of the twilight age, and they are not in the world of Ivar."

"I can't imagine who is so boring, eh..." Chris tilted her legs, propped her head and looked at the folding fan in her hand.

"Forget it, anyway, little Lorraine has tidys behind her back, and other witches dare not bully her too much."

"It was the same with clancia last year. If it wasn't for Titus's secret help, that group of rebel army would not have been able to capture king sorand so easily."

"Although it's to take care of the younger generation, Titus is too enthusiastic. I suspect she did it on purpose." Chris was a little discontented, banging her folding fan on her palm.

"She must still be hating the kingdom of oz."

"Well, Chris, don't say any more. The thing about Oz is that we were too radical, or Dorothy wouldn't have died." Secretary night slowly closed the book, voice small and full of vicissitudes.

"After all, Titus is also the leader of Oz, one of the two witches. It's reasonable for her to hate us."