"Ahhh

Doris exclaimed softly, not expecting her sister to suddenly accelerate, flying straight away and then falling back to the ground, almost making her bite her tongue.

Celia put a little force on her feet, flew forward for a certain distance, and after falling, she continued to bounce out on the ground with a little force.

This is a common method for the master's attack, and when you can't fly, it's like this, the speed is fast, the movement is small, and it's not easy to be detected, but if it's just a rough reconnaissance, this looming way of concealment can be brought into play.

Thus not being discovered.

She also likes this method of moving forward, much like the light skills of martial arts masters, but when she can use this kind of light skills, she doesn't have much vision for light skills, and light skills are not very tall, so she jumps like this, and after jumping out of a distance, she falls to the ground and continues to jump up.

It's a bit funny to say, but it's still very handsome to jump quickly, just like she is now, leaning forward with Doris on her back and flying out, her robe fluttering behind, she is still very stylish, especially for the wind, her eyes are more condensed, and her whole little face looks full of heroism.

"Sister-slow-a little !!" Doris closed her eyes tightly and buried her little face in Celia's back, and could only take advantage of her sister's strength to rise and rush forward.

"Huh?" Celia asked, looking back at Doris, who was burying her face, slowing down her strength, and stopping after a few strokes.

Putting Doris behind her, Celia looked at her somewhat messy hair and silly little face, and waved her little hand: "How scared are you stupid?"

"Sister is so fast. Doris shook her head, came back to her senses, and looked at her sister, a pair of translucent eyes only reflecting her.

"Don't you think it's cool? Running on a country road lined with a sea of flowers. Celia gestured to the road ahead.

Doris looked at her sister and simply shook her head.

Celia held her forehead, well, she was defeated, and Doris's personality was actually a lot worse.

Seeing Doris tidying up her blown hair, Celia had to look at the surrounding landscape, the sea of flowers in unison in the breeze

Stirring, like a rippling sea.

Celia exhaled, this environment is very relaxing.

Doris had already sorted out her hair, it was not too messy, and she preferred to comb her sister's hair than her own.

She also followed her sister to look around, but she didn't think so much about experiencing her sister's artistic conception, she was curiously looking at the scenery on Friday, and then looked around, where was the big windmill locked in the distance in the sea of flowers, and after looking at it for a while, she pulled her sister's sleeve: "Why is there a windmill there, sister?"

"Windmills, oh, that's the big windmill of the mill, powered by the wind forever, and it's easy for the wind to pass by in this open environment, like an old mill. Celia also glanced at it and replied.

She looked at the mill, and there were repairs on the windmill, and the wood showed signs of slight weathering, and even fell off a lot of missing pieces, as if it had not been repaired for a long time.

However, the windmill is still slowly turning in the breeze, and you may still be able to hear the old-fashioned sound of "squeak" in the near future.

Seeing that Doris still didn't quite understand, Celia thought for a moment and said loudly: "Why don't we go and play more, anyway, the mill must have something to eat." ”

"Is that okay?" Doris's eyes twinkled as she looked at her sister, and what she had never seen before was quite tempting to her.

Celia, of course, saw this and said with a smile: "Of course you can." ”

But she leaned into Doris's ear and whispered, "Don't wait a little longer and don't dare to speak when you see the master of the mill." ”

"Oh..."Doris pouted in dissatisfaction, although it may be true, but she doesn't want to be underestimated by her sister.

"Then let's go, it's not far anyway, walk over slowly, it's not good to step on other people's flowers. Celia smiled, just be ready to speak for Doris anyway.

Pulling Doris carefully for a while and walking on tiptoe in the sea of flowers, she regretted it a little, it looked okay on the higher road, but now when she walked down, she found that her height was lower than the average height of the sea of flowers, which was very embarrassing.

The plants and animals in the wizarding world are all well developed, generally thirty percent larger than the normal size she knows, so the last time I saw Xiaobai, I was really surprised, it was obviously stunted...

Anyway, it's in her encyclopedia right now, and it's estimated which book she's scratching about.

Because I always wanted to rely on her, but today I said that it only belonged to Doris, so I had to put it in, and when she hugged Xiaobai and was about to put it in, Lilith also asked if she wanted to catch a few mice to accompany it.

However, Celia thought about the adult mouse in this world and its size ratio, and felt that it was better not to abuse Xiaobai.

Helplessly looking down at a small clearing under her feet, Celia jumped and pulled Doris to continue walking, the sea of flowers was taller than her, and it was the only way.

After walking for a while out of the sea of flowers, and arriving at a grassy clearing around the mill, Celia looked at the bitter Doris, and finally couldn't help laughing, in the sea of flowers, every time she looked back to care about Doris, she saw a few leaves or flowers in front of her, covering Doris's small face.

But Doris is stupid again, probably because she said before not to damage the flowers, I don't know whether to turn the flowers, I look like I am overwhelmed by the flowers.

"Sister—" Doris pursed her lips dissatisfied, wiping her face rubbed by the flowers and leaves.

"Mm-hmm, don't talk about you. Celia nodded her head, helped her pick the leaves that fell on her head, and took her little hand: "Let's go, let's go meet the owner of this mill, and my sister is also curious, who has so faith to guard such a historical mill." Celia looked at the mill, and when she walked in, she could feel more and more that it had a long history, with a smell of vicissitudes and decay.

"Hmm. Doris nodded, thinking about how to talk to people.

After taking Doris for a few steps, Celia's nose moved, frowning slightly, and at this moment, the sea of flowers behind her moved slightly, and a dexterous figure flashed out and landed in front of them.

"Go back to your original path. The voice of a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old came out from under her mask, and a moon-white outfit that was obviously standard fluttered in the breeze.

"Hello Senpai, is there really something going on in the mill?" Celia nodded and asked, what she smelled was blood.