An Ning couldn't believe her eyes.

Everywhere there are endless fields, the moonlight at night is as quiet as water, and the lake in the woods is like a mirror, carried only by a little starlight.

And among them, the most amazing thing is not the bright moon, nor the sparkling lake, but-

In the void, beams of light of different colors and incomparably beautiful suddenly appeared there, like a painter splashing ink into the air, brilliant and beautiful. The light shifted, like clouds and mist, hazy and blurry, surging and shocking, and the golden light floated with its transformation.

“…… Wow. It took her a long time before she came back to her senses and let out her admiration, subconsciously held her breath, and when she approached gently, she realized that all the light came from a few magnificent flowers.

It turned out that Mrs. Helen was not wrong—there really was such a flower that made my heart pound at first sight.

She watched without blinking, squatted down, slowly stretched out her hand, and was about to pluck one of them, but when she just felt the real sensation of the branch breaking, the palm of her hand seemed to be slid by the flowing water, silky and ungraspable, so she saw the flower that emitted this shocking light suddenly disappear in her hand, and then turned into a dazzling light, standing in front of her.

And then—

Well, turned into a scarecrow.

Yes, the scarecrow you imagined!

An Ningning: ......

Speaking of which, she also drank a few sips of wine today, and suddenly she was a little drunk.

She comforted herself with a calm and calm face, who expected! As soon as I looked up, I saw that the tall scarecrow suddenly lowered its head, grinned at her, and then picked up the broom in its arms, and slapped it at her cleanly like a worm!

The smile against the indisputable light and the faint moonlight behind it was simply eerie.

Damn! There are youkai!

For a while, the fear that had been dominated by Shangguan Yun'er swept her in an instant, and An Ning was so frightened that she hurriedly got up, and she didn't even care about the horse and hurriedly ran forward.

Well...... Although this is the visual sense, it always feels a little familiar.

An Ning Ning only felt that he had been in this world for several years, and just today, all his three views had collapsed!

Say good about the medieval painting style!

What is it all of a sudden!

The girl's eyes were full of tears, her little short legs were running wildly, the foal was still leisurely nibbling on the grass, and the magical scarecrow was already humming and waving a big broom to follow, and it was very much in line with the moonlight and laughing.

Damn, don't laugh like that, she's a scumbag author who is most afraid of ghosts!

In the past, I used to write A Piaowen on time before ten o'clock in the evening, so I was afraid that I would be taken away by something, okay?!

Her face remained unchanged, and her heart was frantically and unconsciously complaining to vent the fear of being chased, and at the same time, she did not forget to learn the chanting she had heard in the monastery and prayed playfully.

"Annie?"

In the distance, a figure blurred in the darkness spoke out in confusion.

Her eyes lit up, as if she saw hope, "David! Fast! Save me! ”

The boy sat firmly on his horse, not moving, staring at the scarecrow chasing behind her, then at her embarrassed, and calmly pointed out, "You are very similar to the man I just met. ”

"What?"

David stopped talking, took out a spare saber from behind him and threw it to her.

She caught it, thinking that she would be a good partner and would help her slaughter this monster, but unexpectedly, after Davy said thoughtfully, "I see", he rode his horse and ran decisively forward, leaving her where she was.

And she looked back, and watched the boy meet the scarecrow, and then—missed.

He ran his and it chased it, and it really didn't conflict at all.

This wave of hatred really pulled on her.

There was no fluctuation in her heart, and she even wanted to laugh.

Obviously, David had gone to pluck the flowers and summon another scarecrow.

Perhaps this is the real task they are facing.

When she heard the sound of battle coming from there, her mind suddenly calmed down, and she took her sword and faced the scarecrow head-on.

Either way, the most important thing now is not to figure out what it is, but to win the battle!

An Ning Ning calmed down, pursed her lips, raised her sword and rushed up, the other party's broom patted it, she jumped on it lightly, bounced it with strength, held the sword in both hands, and slashed it from above.

The scarecrow's reaction was more flexible than expected, except that she still split a large crack through its shoulder and elbow.

Just when she wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, she found that a thin layer of colored light curtain suddenly gushed out of the other party's body, and the crack slowly recovered.

An Ningning almost didn't mention it in one breath.

It's output and milk, have you considered the player's feelings?

Fortunately, after several duels, she realized that the recovery of the scarecrow was not infinite, and as the damage on its body became more and more severe, the light curtain also became visibly bleak, so that in the end, it remained motionless, and then under her gaze, it turned into a slightly faint flower.

But even so, it can't hide its breathtaking beauty.

"Hey." The girl clenched the flower tightly, retrieved her horse, and regained her composure as she looked at the boy who was lying on the ground panting after the battle, "This time I won." ”

"It doesn't count." David subconsciously retorted, "I still gave you that sword." ”

“…… But my swordsmanship is not better than yours? Win prettier than you? Anne Hercules Wood sat leisurely on her horse, playing with the flowers in her hand, and looked at him.

"......" David, who was still lying on the ground panting, was suddenly speechless.

……

Inside the main hall.

At the first rays of the morning sun, the blonde maiden and the other two maidens stepped out of the castle in their rich silk dresses and sat down on the high seats prepared for them.

They will wait here for the rest of the day, as they did yesterday—until the knights who plucked the flowers for them return.

Under the tent set up on the side, the noble lords, ladies, and squires were all seated in a scattered manner, but the abbot and Madame Helen stood beside them in strict obedience, looking solemnly at the gate of the tower.

Yesterday day and night, many teenagers had returned in embarrassment, some of them were relieved of the so-called flowers but were told that the mission had failed, some were lost and were attacked by wild beasts in the wilderness and injured, and some were shouting monsters in their mouths, but they were covered with scars and delirium.

Alex's face was indifferent, as if he couldn't see the eyes of others, but he couldn't help but think about what the so-called knight assessment would go through.

And at this moment, suddenly there was a commotion in front of the tower gate, and the noise and music were faintly heard from a distance.

In the midst of this noise, Alex tilted his head very hard, and finally heard the cheers of the people -

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