"Look, bad! Look!" Suddenly, Bai Yuxi was so excited that he grabbed her arm and shook her violently, "He's out! He's out!"

Under the spotlight on one side of the stage, a young man wearing a white robe spread his long legs, stepped onto the steps amidst the cheers of the crowd, and slowly walked onto the stage.

Different from any previous stage appearance, tonight he appeared in ancient costume.

There was obviously no breeze in the gymnasium, but the corners of his robe were fluttering. Under the effect of the white mist blown by the dry ice machine, he looked like an immortal walking on the clouds from the sky into the mortal world.

In front of him were the clear snowflakes dancing lightly, and behind him were the colorful fallen flowers of Qianyun Valley. Every time he took a step forward, ice crystals would explode under his feet, which was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

There was no sound in the field, and amid the soft and gentle background music, everyone held their breath, fearing to miss any of his expressions or movements.

There were no extra decorations on Ye Zechuan's white robe, but his whole body seemed to have a halo. Under the spotlight, even his subtle breathing seemed to be dazzlingly gorgeous.

He stood in the center of the stage, spreading his two slender white hands toward the audience, with nothing in his palms.

Then he grabbed his right hand in mid-air, turned his wrist slightly, and spread his hand again, revealing a branch of ice plum as clear as crystal.

He snapped his fingers with his left hand, and the white plum in his right hand suddenly disappeared. He turned his right wrist again, and two more ice branches appeared in his hand.

On the huge LCD screen behind the stage, plum blossoms broke off the branches and whirled and flew with the wind. The young man in white robe seemed to be integrated with the beautiful scenery, becoming the most beautiful scenery in the painting.

His facial features are exquisite and perfect. Even without any expression, he still cannot hide his stunning elegance. His eyebrows are raised, the bridge of his nose is proud, and his pale lips are slightly pursed. The most eye-catching thing is the small tear under the corner of his left eye.

Moles, without any words or needing any words, are enough to amaze everyone.

Ye Huairan was sitting in the seat closest to the stage, her hands holding the popcorn bucket clenched for no reason. Her big, bright eyes were wide open, and she had been staring at the boy for a moment since he entered.

he.

Her ears could not hear other sounds, her eyes could not see other people, and her heart was only filled with the figure on the stage.

It's him!

It's her brother Zechuan!

After ten years, she finally met her brother Zechuan again!

There was almost no difference from what she had imagined. Such a white dress seemed more suitable for him, and could better bring out his elegant temperament, with an unearthly beauty.

The plum blossoms danced lightly behind me, and even the tip of my nose seemed to have a faint fragrance lingering.

Seven years ago, she heard that the Knight Magic Group had a big accident. She was indeed worried about brother Zechuan's situation at that time, but she also had a vague hope in her heart, hoping that he could return to S City and return to their home to be with them.

Life.

However, he did not. He shouldered the heavy burden of the future and destiny of the Knights Magic Group with his young shoulders. He created myths and legends in the magic world with his ability.

In fact, from the bottom of her heart, she admired him, but she was angry that he took magic more seriously than herself. She would rather suffer alone in a foreign country than come back, let alone ask her father for help.

What she was most angry about was that she felt sorry for his hard work.

It is really worrying for a person to leave Ye Island and learn magic in such a far place alone.
Chapter completed!