Chapter 287: Party on the bridge

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After leaving the Qingquan Palace of Temple College, it was already close to

noon. Lorrain Hill thought about it and decided to go back to where he lived

and settle down for lunch, and then sort out the medicine prepared for the

holiday.

After returning to his residence, he closed the black iron gate and entered

his small yard. The white stone brick hut is a little mottled on the outside

and covered with some green moss and vines. Next to the curved wooden door is

a stone window sill. On the window sill is a row of small potted plants, but

at this moment, the potted plants are not blooming, only a little Snow-covered

small shrubs occasionally have wind coming out, the branches and leaves are

trembling, and some snow particles are also scattered and melted.

Opened the wooden door and walked into the hall. Lorrain Hill first lit the

firewood in the fireplace, then took out a few recently purchased sweet

potatoes from the backyard and buried them in the ashes under the fire. Then

he sat next to the fireplace. On the wooden chair, put the [Golden Moon

Potion] and [Ice Cup Potion] refined during the holiday on the table, thinking

about how to use it.

I have taken one [Golden Moon Potion], and I haven’t fully digested its

properties. The remaining nine and [Ice Cup Potion] are not available for the

time being, but they can be used to train others, although I don’t know the

purpose of the system yet. , But do it for now.

It is said that my mission progress is already 27 without knowing it. In

addition to Pullman, the other is Yixue Gelin. This dead ice elf princess has

greater potential than imagined. She taught Mercury when she left. After the

dynasty Necromancer sequence's practice method, she quickly upgraded. I really

don't know what level she was in during her lifetime.

Nowadays, Bumansha and Eidolon can be cultivated in a short time, but they are

still three. How can they be solved? Although Letis and Alina are good, they

seem to have their own pursuits, and they are not good enough to be difficult.

Among the remaining acquaintances, Vimiya has great potential, but it is a

pity that this girl has rarely been in contact with others and remains alone.

Who else?

Lorrain Hill leaned his head sideways in his arms, looked at the bright yellow

flame in the fireplace, and remembered the people who could win in his mind.

Lan Lier, Ling Xin? It's too arrogant to teach the younger generation to the

elders.

Xingluo? Although she is in a senior year, she seems to be very obedient, but

it is a pity that she is about to graduate.

Wait a minute, it seems that I really have a good friend.

Frosia.

Unlike other people of the same age who met by coincidence, Frosia can be said

to be one of the few friends who have the same interests as Lorrain Hill. This

daughter-in-law who was born in the Landsworth family was in harmony with

Lorrain Hill in terms of knowledge, values, and outlook on life, so the two

quickly became friends in the last semester.

Say that you have newly developed a drink that tastes very good, and then lie

to this good friend to drink it? Lorraine Hill shook his head. This is too

evil, but instinct told her vaguely that this friend would really drink it

without any doubt.

Let’s just tell her directly, Lorraine Hill hates lying. It’s not that she has

to be a good person, but that unnecessary lying is really unskillful. You have

to keep going, and occasionally worry about being exposed. It’s really

troublesome. , And sometimes make one's conscience uneasy.

In this way, when the girl thought about it, a scent gradually came from the

fire.

Sweet potatoes are ready~

Lorrain Hill raised his head, walked to the fire, and squatted carefully to

prevent the white dress from getting dirty. Then he used a stick to poke away

the ashes and gently poke the two charred sweet potatoes on the outside,

feeling the inside After it was relatively soft, she took out a small sweet

potato, and the big one was turned over again, and the other half was not

cooked.

Tear off the pointed part that turned into black charcoal, and bring up a thin

layer of skin underneath, exposing the yellow soft part, which is a bit

crystal clear, emitting bursts of heat and fragrance.

Slowly nibbling on the sweet potatoes, Lorrain Hill also had some ideas and

arrangements for the two months at the end of the year.

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In the evening of the same day, the Winter Festival Gala opened.

At the edge of the gloomy sky, the white sun is close to the horizon, and

there is no warmth in the air. Even the setting sun only reflects the

surrounding sunset clouds into orange, and the rest is cold.

The students of Emenas gathered in the Bridge Pier Academy at the moment,

standing on the giant wall of the war fortress overlooking the mighty river

and the majestic bridge below the city.

This year's winter festival evening will be held here. However, the students

present still don't know where the specific stage is. They just wait here

first when notified.

Some students started talking.

"It's cold, the organizer won't let us wait in the cold wind all night." A

freshman complained a little dissatisfied.

"Probably not, the strength of Senior Sister Luviji is obvious to all. She has

been praised by Teacher Felia, and it is said that she is very likely to

become the next generation of Blue singer." Another senior retorted.

"It's hard to say, singing ability and organizational ability are two

aspects..."

While the students were talking about it, the setting sun in the distance

gradually immersed in the junction of water and sky. More than a dozen

students wearing half-length cloaks appeared on both sides of the bridge. They

were wearing green uniforms and holding a small harp. As they plucked the

strings, a burst of spring-like musical notes floated in the air.

Then thick vines began to grow on both sides of the bridge, and then these

vines began to spread to the center of the bridge, and then merged in the

center, and then continued to grow and become thicker.

"Awesome, are these the seniors of the Walled City Academy?" Alina sighed as

she stood on the tower, and then pulled the other two people in the same

bedroom to look over.

Then, as these vines continued to grow and settle on the bridge, the color

gradually changed from light green to dark green, dark green to brown, and

finally became solid wood.

Huh--

The light green wind blade radiated fluorescence in the evening night, flying

out from both sides, and began to cut these vines, as the sawdust and branches

flew together, the stepped auditorium began to take shape.

The last whirlwind swept across the bridge and swept all the debris into the

river. Long wooden ladders appeared on the bridge. At this moment, the loud

broadcast also began to guide the students onto the bridge. According to the

arrangement of the instructor, sit down. In the area of the respective

class.

The opening scene is considered to have aroused everyone's curiosity. Is this

year's stage on the river surface, but how does the river surface perform?

As the students gradually took their seats, a transparent wind slowly formed

to envelop the bridge. Although it was not very strong, it was enough to block

the cold wind at night. In this way, the students sitting on the wooden stairs

gradually felt a while Warmth~www.mtlnovel.com~ Lorraine Hill watched the

sunset slowly fall from the horizon, the last trace of afterglow also slowly

disappeared into the sky, the world gradually fell into darkness, and Frosia,

who was also sitting on the wooden steps He also stretched out his hand to

hold Lorrain Hill's hand, and the two leaned together, watching the sunset

sink.

A star-like firework rose slowly from the river in the distance. No one had

expected that this firework would bloom so dazzlingly.

As if the only light left in the dark world, it gradually rises to the apex of

the sky, and then tens of thousands of points of light bloom. These points of

light are drawn across the air in a neat and uniform arc, and then face the

bridge against the water. Come, the light spots all over the river illuminate

the whole field of vision, and even the scenery on both sides of the bank.

Carrying the water vapor and breeze on the river surface, these light spots

pass under the bridge, and the audience on the bridge also feel the cool water

mist, which is shocking.

The winter festival party officially began.

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