Walk through narrow ridges, then walk over high pond banks, and finally make a few twists and turns. The two finally arrived in the nearest town.

This vast wilderness between humans and the elven realm is said to have no territorial rights, but looking at the situation in this town, it is obvious that it has been completely occupied by humans.

It's just that there is no law here, and it doesn't belong to Long Yuan.

Harrester staggered down the rough gravel streets, and he looked at all the objects on both sides of the road. After walking forward for some distance, the boy finally found the store he was looking for.

"Ciel, there's a crushed ice seller over there, shall I invite you this time?" Harrester was also afraid that the girl would sulk, and wanted to find an opportunity to offer her hospitality.

Hill followed Harrest's gaze and saw that a shop called Xiaoice House was crowded with people.

"No need, I still have the money to buy smoothies." Hill declined Harrest's request, took a silver coin from his necklace, and walked to the back of the crowd to line up.

Hallester spread her hands, thinking to herself that she must be sulking, and that it was probably an impulsive move to buy a blue and white fat cat just after spending five gold coins. Hallest's heart was a little shaken, and he thought about whether to return the gold to the girl in front of him. He himself doesn't love money that much, it's just a reason to raise funds.

"Get out of the way, get in the way of Uncle Ben!"

While the boy was struggling in his heart, there was a commotion in the crowd.

"It's all the same hot on such a hot day, why don't we have to stand in line in the sun?"

"That's, that's it, despise cutting in line!"

"What kind of team, so anxious to reincarnate?"

A tall middle-aged man with a beard and a forty-year-old man was surrounded by middle-aged people and condemned because he cut in line. He didn't expect that his behavior of cutting in line would actually cause these crowds to attack him.

Hill was still standing at the back of the line, and she stood in the middle of the road, so to speak, without any shelter and only in the sun. And because of the farce ahead, the flow of people moved more slowly, and the girl standing in the sun was a little anxious.

Harrester stood by and looked at the bearded man in the middle of the crowd, his arms thick and his face resolute, and he didn't look like a good person. The boy thought that if the crowd continued to push him, the strong man would definitely have a seizure.

But the group of people still kept cursing the strong man, and even left the shopkeeper aside, and didn't even buy anything. The strong man's face was flushed by everyone's words, but he was not blushing but flushed with anger.

"! Lao Tzu licked blood from the knife for decades, and he has never suffered this kind of anger! Which of you dares to say another try!? Sure enough, the strong man had a seizure, his fists clenched, and he arched himself and roared.

The dozen or so people in line were still chattering a second ago, and after the strong man roared, they all suddenly lost their voices like deflated balls. The shopkeeper is usually very resistant to cutting in line, but this time he also chose to remain silent.

The fierce eyes of the strong man slowly swept over everyone's faces, and only after seeing that everyone was out of flames did he dissipate his anger slightly. He flexed his facial muscles, then turned his head and tossed a silver coin in his hand on the countertop.

"Huge greyhound!"

The shopkeeper shuddered, and quickly took out a puppy-shaped cup and shoveled two smoothies with sugar and honey.

But before the shopkeeper could hand the smoothie over, a teenager suddenly stepped in front of the burvy man. "A baby cat smoothie, a medium." As he spoke, the boy gently placed a silver coin on the countertop, then rested his right hand on the bar to support his head, and stood with his feet crossed.

Harrester put on an arrogant pose, then turned his face to the strong man behind him, and glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, intentionally or unintentionally, with a strong sense of mockery.

"Boy, you're dying, you know?" The anger of the beard came up again, and he grinded his teeth as he spoke, looking like he was going to eat people.

"Are you angry?" Harrester asked without even looking him in the eye.

The tense atmosphere created by the two of them in an instant made the interest of the people around them rise again, and they buzzed like mosquitoes one by one and pointed at the two.

Hill was speechless for a while, but she didn't object to Harrester fighting this strong man, if he could win......

Hearing this question from the young man's mouth, the beard finally couldn't help it. Without saying a word, he suddenly picked up a punching bag and smashed it on the boy's head, causing a panicked scream from the surrounding spectators.

Harrester watched the strong man's movements out of the corner of his eye, and when his fist was about to reach his head, he ducked it directly.

"Why are you beating me for no reason?" Hallrest looked up, but didn't turn to look at him.

"Even Lao Tzu's team dares to intervene, why do you say I beat you?" The strong man knew that the punch he had just made was fast, and it was a punch without any warning. If the boy can dodge it in this way, he should also have some strength. Years of experience licking blood had taught him to be cautious, so he didn't take the next step.

"If you can cut the line, why can't I cut the line? Boss, is my baby cat smoothie okay yet? Harrest also put on a look of impatience.

The proprietor, the little shopkeeper, really couldn't be messed with, and he did as Hallester instructed, and handed over a medium cup of baby cat.

"Thank you." Harrester picked up the smoothie and left, he had already cut the line to buy the smoothie that Hill wanted, and he didn't want to get tangled up with the strong man.

"Whew!" However, there was still a sound of breaking wind behind it.

"Okay, if you don't fix it, you'll still make trouble for me." Harrest didn't want to give the people who were cut in line, after all, there was no second person other than Hill who was worthy of his shot. But now the strong man has to trouble him because he can't swallow this breath in his heart, then he can't help it.

The young man showed a fierce aura for a moment, and quickly stepped aside when he heard the voice, and the sandbag-sized fist grazed the side of his cheek, causing a whirlwind.

The sneak attack still didn't hit, and the strong man panicked a little. However, there are so many people around, and he doesn't plan to stop for the sake of face. If he stops, he won't be able to mix up here in the future.

But Hallester wasn't ready to give the strong man another chance to shoot, he threw the smoothie upwards, and quickly turned around and kicked the middle-aged man in the waist with a powerful kick.

The beard was startled by the boy's speed for a moment, and he couldn't defend in time.

The whistling leg sweep kicked solidly to the bucket-like waist, and the middle-aged man was kicked directly a few meters away, and then fell to the ground with his abdomen hugged.

The sand ice in the air fell, and Hallrest reached out to catch it, without spilling at all.

Everything happened so fast that the people next to him couldn't see how the boy attacked, and the strong man couldn't afford it. Hill looked at the strong man who fell to the ground speechless, and felt distressed for a second.

"Who can blame you for finding it yourself?" Harrester said in a harmonious voice, glancing at Hill at the back of the line, and then walked forward.

Hill left the group and followed.