"Hey, hey, hey, the front!"

"Borrowed, borrowed, borrowed!"

On the mountain road, the dark clouds have dispersed a lot, the blue sky and white clouds have long been restored, the temperature is neither hot nor cold, three people are greeting them, the wind and fire are lined up and passing by the two people, I don't know what they are anxious about, running along the inside of the road at a high speed.

They all dress in the same style and looks, about one meter seven or five tall, brown curly hair, a little thick eyebrows, blue eyes, white skin, handsome, should be three brothers, wearing straw hats, vests, some dirty jeans, carrying something on their shoulders, a few young people of unknown age also used magic in order to speed up the journey, and then jumped down from the side of the mountainside road in their sight.

Of course, these brothers are not trying to commit suicide.

They're just in a hurry.

There are many things to see from here, such as the fog formed by the steaming of the water vapor on the higher mountains in the distance, the slowly swaying trees, the wild grasses that thrive in the cracks of the rocks in the mountains, fluorescent grasses, bellflowers, lantern flowers, and many kinds, and those with better eyesight, can also see the wild animals shuttling through them, and you can also see the small villages in the mountains.

A small village under the hill, surrounded by mountains, where the young lads are going.

They jumped down the mountain road, floated, and flew to the village, these people were not up to the standard of talent, they were just ordinary people, but with the help of modern magic to simplify meditation, they still mastered the power of magic, in fact, these people could fly faster, but they were still very cautious, as if they were afraid of the items on their shoulders, but faster than running.

Compared to warriors, the Avarangars still prefer to choose wizards as a transcendent profession, and wizards account for a larger proportion.

So Albert will have more "kinds" in supernatural power that he can feel.

With an hour to go before dinner and half an hour before the sun to set, it looked like someone from their family or some acquaintance had come to greet them.

A child who flies crookedly, practicing [Qi and Blood Strength], and an aunt, the aunt who is over a hundred years old is talented, and she flew quickly with a few people and disappeared from view.

Many animals begin to return to their nests at this time, especially a few pheasants and hares, for them, the night is really too dangerous, listen carefully, you can also hear the cries of many nocturnal animals, such as bats, not far from here, there is a small cave, which has begun to hear the subtle sound of the nocturnal little ones waking up and ready to move, of course it is not a vampire bat, just some fruit bats that feed on fruit or eat some cute creatures such as insects.

As time passed, the sunlight gradually began to weaken, and gradually intensified, dyeing half of the sky red, burning the afterglow that fell into it.

The stars are already eager to pop out and take their place on the other side of the red-stained sky.

Finally, the star disappeared into the horizon, and the two of them, who had been walking for a while, heard the cries of those creatures, and they came out, and they were the bats, and unlike the vampire bats, they were really much cuter.

Albert clenched his hand into a claw, grabbed one with his telekinesis, and gently pressed his fingers against its wings.

The whole process is really very careful, too much strength is actually not good, that means he must restrain his strength at all times, but in their opinion it is actually very easy to control the strength, in short, "adjust the output", control in a range they think is appropriate, so that the weight is light, this is not difficult, they can live a normal life naturally, not because of too much strength to tear down their own home.

Now, he was also controlling his strength, so he didn't accidentally scrap the little bat's wings, or tear off its wings with a shake of his hand.

It's really cute, it's a fruit bat.

The little one was wondering what was holding him down, feeling the warmth of his body temperature, sending out an ultrasound sound, emitting a subtle electric current, and then licking his hand with dark eyes open.

It's itchy and it's fun.

He took an apple out and put the little bat on it, watched it instinctively start gnawing, and then put the apple on the ground.

"Let's go. He glanced up at the constellations and took a few seconds to confirm the direction of the constellations, "It's already half past seven here, you should go faster." "Can we go to that village for one night?" "of.course.we.can." "Uh... "It's a foreign language, I mean, of course. "Then let's go! I'd better have a hotel or a restaurant there! I'm hungry!"

Then, he was dragged and jumped off the mountain road.

She flew fast, but he flew faster, so it soon became him flying in front of her.

This village, with a total population of 320 people, has roads, government facilities and residents' facilities, and here, there are hotels, and the amount and taste of the meals are very conscientious, the price is not expensive, and there are free entertainment items, in fact, it is not entertainment, but after eating and going out for a walk, I met the bullfighting that was not locked in the cowshed, in some areas, bullfighting as a traditional entertainment is still preserved.

Just as they were re-approaching the entrance of the village, the mad cow, which weighed about a ton, sprang out, and by their senses, they knew that it had chosen her among his two targets, her and her.

But Albert chose to hug his chest and watch as the melon-eating crowd, because he saw the curvature of the corners of Cecilia's mouth after a moment of stunnedness.

She can handle it easily and treats it as a recreational project.

When the bull rushed over, she also set up a stance, the brute force from the big guy made her retreat a meter, and then, the cat girl who grabbed the horns of the cow began to use her strength to break the bull's head, the power it was proud of was completely useless, the bull could not move forward and backward, it could only feel as if it was clamped by something, which stimulated its wildness and made it more violent, but it was useless.

Cecilia began to try to lift it, and just by looking at the weight and strength comparison, she could do it.

The cow finally began to panic, its feet gradually moving off the ground with the strength of the seemingly weak woman in front of it, making it unable to borrow its strength and resist, and then the voice of a human voice sounded.

"Wait... Wait a minute!"

It was a middle-aged uncle who spoke: "Wait a minute! That's my cow, put it down!"

"Is it yours?" she let it down, and now it was much more well-behaved, not only because of fear, but also because it was unable to move because it was suppressed by her magic, "It just wanted to hit me, this large animal should be in the barn." "You should keep an eye on it, don't hurt the child. "I'm very sorry, it's a bullfight, I just lost a game today, it's a lot more irritable than usual, it's that I didn't take a good look at it, let it break the fence and run out... ”

"Well, I don't want anything from you, just take care of it later. The control was lifted, the cow got up, barked twice, and as soon as he shook the cow's head, he threw the rope that held him just into the middle-aged man's hand.

The turmoil rises quickly and disappears even faster.

From a distance, they saw that the owner of the cow was giving it a lecture through the [spiritual connection], and from time to time he patted the cow's head twice, and the cow was like a child who had confessed his mistakes, and he barked twice from time to time.

That man really should take care of the cows.

It's not as easy for a child to deal with this large herbivore as it is for an adult.