From time to time, people passing by stared curiously at the figure of Mogar who was constantly falling in the dust, and even a few stopped to see if this little boy could perform a miracle and conquer Orlov, the king of horses. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Bump" "Bump" "Bump", in the end, Mojiaer became a land with both feet, no longer a buttocks.

"Bump", after being overturned again, Mogar pulled the reins, pulled Orlov's huge head down with all his might, stared at one of its big eyes, he didn't blink at all, stared straight ahead, and could even see himself in Orlov's eyes.

In this quiet atmosphere, time seemed to have passed for a long, long time, until the eyes of the mixed-blood Orlov flickered, broke free from the reins in Mogar's hand, raised his head and shook it, and two white gases erupted from his nostrils.

Seeing this, Mogar smiled, grabbed the reins, turned over and rode on his back, this time the hybrid Orlov actually did not overturn Mogar, it slashed its hooves twice. Mogar lifted the reins hard, and the hybrid Orlov stood upright again, with a long roar.

A voice came from the onlookers watching the bystanders: "Be careful. "I thought Mogar was going to be overturned again.

Mo Jiaer laughed, touched Mo Qi's neck, leaned forward, and whispered: "For the spirit that you don't want to be restrained, and the strange feeling that it exudes, I will call you strange in the future... , uh, evil... Yes, I'll call you 'Evil Spirit' from now on. ”

As soon as Mo Jia Er finished speaking, the evil spirit spewed out two long white breaths from his nostrils, as if in response to Mo Jiaer. Then he lowered his body, and Mogar touched its stomach, and the evil spirit rushed straight forward.

The onlookers next to him burst into cheers when they saw this, and at this time, Mojiaer's voice also came intermittently: "Uncle Spark, I'll go first, you hurry up." ”

Sparker laughed, rode onto another Orlov, and chased after Mogar, and the crowd of onlookers dispersed, but there was still talk from time to time.

"I didn't expect to see a miracle today. ”

"yes, that's a nice lad. ”

"Hey, you said he was just looking at the horned horse, how..."

"What a horse with horns, this is an Orlov, Orlov is one of the kings of all horses, don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. ”

"I feel like this skinny Orlov is surprisingly fast. ”

......

In the evening, when the last rays of light disappeared into the sky, the two finally reached the outside of Perrault, and Mojar surveyed the city closest to the village of Macente.

Mo Jiaer suddenly said: "This is too small, it is not half the size of the West City in the Grant Imperial Capital, and the West City is the smallest urban area in the Imperial Capital." ”

"There must be dozens of them, when will this be in line?" said Mogar as he approached the city gate, looking at the long procession.

"Then take the special passageway. Sparker glanced at Mogar.

The two took Orlov by the hand and walked towards the side door, in the dozens of pairs of eyes with envy, jealousy, curse, disdain, indifference, etc., the two came to the side door, the side door is pitiful compared to the main gate, but in fact, the small gate is also 5 meters high, and the main gate is as high as 20 meters.

Sparker took out a pale gold token and shook it in front of the soldiers defending the city, and a middle-aged soldier with the appearance of a captain immediately solemnized, saluted Spark, and then respectfully sent Sparky and the two into the city, until the two disappeared into the street crowd, and the man breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, a young guard beside him spat on the ground and said, "What are you angry? Dressed like an ordinary person, with a child, maybe a low-level servant of a small nobleman, who happened to get a token, cut, I said Captain Jack, do you need to be so nervous?"

"Smack", the middle-aged man known as Captain Jack slapped the young guard's face, and the slap made the originally noisy long queue instantly quiet, and then erupted into a chaotic discussion.

"If you want to live, keep your mouth shut. Captain Jack shouted at the young guard after slapping himself.

The roar scared the young guard to his senses, and then a sense of shame appeared, and he was about to retort loudly, but was interrupted by the captain's fierce gaze.

Jack looked at the most favorite subordinate in front of him, his eyes softened, he exhaled, and said slowly: "The Caro family."

"What about the Caro family... Card... The Caro family?" The young guard stammered suddenly, he shuddered, cold sweat began to break out on his forehead, he looked around the crowd, and said weakly to Jack, "Captain, I'll go back first." ”

"Well, I won't be using it for a few days. ”

"Yes" The young soldier knew what Jack meant, and it was better not to show up again until the two big men left Perrault City. Staring at the young man's distant figure, Jack recalled the battle more than twenty years ago.

When this little incident occurred at the city gate, the two men in charge had found a first-class inn in Perrault, and after arranging for the two Orlovs, Spark took the already sleepy Mogar to his room.

Not even caring about his hungry stomach, Mojar threw himself on the bed, and after a while, there was an even sound of breathing.

Seeing this, Sparky smiled slightly, waved his right hand, and a pale white air flow escaped, after which Sparky closed the door, came to the street, glanced back at the hotel, and disappeared into the crowd.

When Morjar woke up again, Sparky was already back in Morgar's room, he yawned, rubbed his hazy eyes, walked over to Spark, sat down, and asked, "Uncle Spark, what time is it?"

"It's past nine, are you hungry?" replied Spark, pushing the exquisite meal set beside him to Mojar.

Mogar didn't have time to answer, so he gulped down, and when Mogar had finished eating, burping, Sparker said, "Do you want to go out for a walk? ”

"Okay, let's go, it's been a long time since I've been to a night market. ”

Sparker led Mogar through several quiet and dark alleys, when suddenly a noise rang in Mogar's ears.

Mo Jiaer glanced back in shock, the alley behind him was quiet, but the lights were bright in front of him, as if he was in the daytime, the river was endless, all kinds of sounds, fragrances and smells came to his face, like two worlds.

Mo Jiaer, who had been away from the hustle and bustle for two years, suddenly shook his head a little uncomfortably when he saw such a lively scene, and then Boku's voice sounded in Mo Jiaer's ears: "Although this place is much smaller than the imperial capital, the imperial capital's control of the night market is much stricter than here, and tomorrow is the admissions day of Kenston College, which makes the prosperity of the night market in the past few days not much weaker than the imperial capital night market." ”

"Well, hey, Uncle Boku, look ahead. At this time, Mojiaer happened to see a tavern not far away, and the words "Wandering Night" were very conspicuous.

"Go, Uncle Boku, I invite you, let's go in and have a drink. Mo Jiaer licked his lips and said boldly.