"Be careful." Caroline said to Anne as she turned back to Angela and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, Anne ......"

"It's fine." Angela smiled and waved her hand: "Just to have fun with Annie." ”

To be honest, after getting used to it, it was quite interesting to quarrel with Little Anne and watch Little Anne blow up.

Angela's attitude made little Annie furious: "Ahhhh Don't be too complacent, old witch, don't underestimate me, I'm not a three-year-old anymore. ”

"Yes, yes, yes! My Anne is a six-year-old adult. ”

Angela smiled perfunctorily.

Anne snorted with wide eyes, and two white puffs of hot air drifted out of her nostrils.

The further you went, the more sparse the surrounding trees became, and the snow on the ground became more and more shallow, and gradually, by noon, the snow had turned into a muddy road.

"Woolet, where is this?"

Angela boredly played with Anne's hair in her arms, braiding her brown shawl hair into pigtails one after another.

Anne was only six years old after all, and even if her body was tempered by magic, it was still not as good as those children who were several years older than her.

So, it didn't take long to get tired and get on the two-wheeler.

Then, coveting the warmth of the cloak in Angela's arms, he fell into Angela's hands.

At first, little Anne called Angela the old witch for playing with her hair, and resisted vigorously.

As a result, the tragedy found that her small body was powerless to resist Angela, and Angela used a pot of wine as a bribe, so she had to give up resistance and let Angela play with it, greedily sucking the wine in Angela's jug, the sweet and sour taste, she couldn't resist at all.

As for now, little Annie's cheeks are red, her eyes are blurred, and she is obviously drunk, which makes her even more unable to resist.

Lying in Angela's arms, the little head followed the vibration of the two-wheeled vehicle little by little, and let Angela do it.

The ground was muddy, making it extremely difficult to walk alone, so pushing the two-wheeled cart was particularly laborious.

While pushing the two-wheeled bicycle hard, Valolet reflected on herself, obviously she could huddle in a warm nest with a woman, but she had to run out to suffer and do hard work, whether there was something wrong with herself.

Hearing Angela's question, he suddenly came back to his senses, quickly raised his head to look at the surrounding scenery, and replied with a happy look on his face: "My lord, this is already the boundary of Elok, I remember that there should be a village not far ahead, we can go there and rest for the night, and then we can reach Elok tomorrow." ”

"Hmm!"

Angela nodded, then looked at the carriage in the distance ahead and said, "How big is that village, do you think it can accommodate so many people?" ”

Valolet's expression was shocked, and he became anxious, and hurriedly said, "My lord, we must speed up a little, otherwise, we won't be able to grab a good place to stay." ”

"Well, since that's the case."

Angela nodded and chanted the incantation.

After a while, Wolet felt a lightness in his hands, and the two-wheeled bicycle actually floated.

Now, pushing a two-wheeled bicycle is not only less strenuous, but it saves some effort than walking without anything.

"My lord, this is ......"

Angela stopped chanting the spell and replied, "Levitation." ”

After saying that, Angela shouted to Caroline in front of her, "Caroline! ”

Caroline looked back, her eyes full of doubts: "Teacher? ”

"Let everyone take turns to get on the car, and the rest will cling to the two-wheeler to save energy, and we're going to speed up."

Looking at the two-wheeled bicycle with wheels already off the ground, Caroline understood something, nodded, and began to arrange.

A simple levitation technique made them move forward more than twice as fast and consumed less stamina.

Soon, more than one team after another. Before dark, rushed to the village that Wolet had said.

The village is quite large, facing the Imperial Avenue in front of it, connected by a long road, flanked by abandoned farmland.

Now the farmland is overgrown with weeds, tattered scarecrows swaying in the wind, and huge leaf fans of tall windmills full of holes crunch lazily in the cold wind.

A small stream, which arrives from the hills in the distance, converges on the side of the village to form a small lake.

The fence on the outskirts of the village was already covered with vines, the attic above the gate had collapsed, and most of the houses in the village were in tatters, and some even collapsed.

Apparently, the village has been abandoned.

The village, where only a few ghouls had roamed in the past, came alive again, and the knights came in with the soldiers, and they pushed away the debris piled up at the entrance of the village, and house by room began to clean up the ghouls.

Ghouls during the day are not too easy to clean up, and if you force them out of the shadows, they will become blind with open eyes, and they will be easily killed by the soldiers with spears or javelins.

However, this is not good news for Angela.

Because when they got here, they were stopped by the brutal soldiers.

After all, Angela and they are still one step slower, and someone has already advanced.

There are more than 100 people on the other side, and there are many masters.

Therefore, although Valolet was depressed, he felt that he should be at ease, after all, it was only a day, and patience passed, so he turned around and looked at Angela.

Angela pondered for a moment, stepped off the two-wheeled cart, and asked the tall knight in front of her, "I think this village is more than enough for so many people, how about we have one house?" ”

The knight looked at Angela's smooth chin, looked at Angela's graceful figure, listened to Angela's voice, his heart itched, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes: "Yes, if you accompany me ......"

Bang!

The knight's steel armor had an extra palm print on his chest, and he flew out on his own, knocking over four of his men, and after being thrown off, he fell to the ground in a whirl, and rolled for a long time before stopping.

When he stopped, he was lying on the muddy ground in large characters, foaming blood from his mouth, apparently unable to live.

Laugh at!

Just like the sound of a pressure cooker deflating, Angela's body spewed hot steam from the pores around her body, and her figure shook in the curling white mist.

The soldiers looked at each other and drew their swords.

"Kill ......"

Before the vice-captain beside the knight could finish speaking, Angela had already arrived in front of him.

At some point, Angela had a crystal long sword in her hand.

The sword seemed fragile, but it was a few points stronger than steel, much sharper than ordinary swords, and easily cut off his head.

Dou Da's head swirled in midair, and his confused eyes involuntarily stared at his blood-spurting neck, and then rolled to the ground.

The menacing soldiers froze, stopped their charge, and looked at Angela hesitating.

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