Feeling the sound of the wind in his ears, Al sat on the broad back of the horse, his feet dangling in the air, his legs tightly clamped the horse's body, and at the same time firmly grasped the horse's mane with his hands to prevent him from falling off the horse.

", what about the saddle stirrup and bridle, you should put on the harness and let me go." Al grumbled inwardly.

The extremely strong wind blew from all directions, causing Al to have tears in his eyes, and he could barely squint to observe his surroundings.

The surrounding scenery fell behind him at a rapid speed, such a familiar sight, if it weren't for the wind blowing in his face, Al would have thought he was sitting in a car, or a 150-yard high-speed car.

"Slow down, this isn't a highway", his small body can't stand the high-speed impact that may occur, and Al doesn't care if it understands it or not, and shouts in horror.

He was answered by a roar of excitement, probably not in a long time so crazy, the horse was a little carried away as soon as he ran, and he didn't care about anything, and ran forward with all his might.

"Damn,, what are you going to do?" Al shouted in some panic as he looked at the inner city moat in front of him, which was about ten meters wide. Almost at the sound of Al's shouting, the horse did not slow down, but went crazy, galloping more and more, and jumped sharply at the speed of galloping to the extreme, and the moat of the inner city more than ten meters long was jumped by it.

"Boom", the heavy body slammed on the soft soil by the river, the strong torso, the slender limbs slammed down, and then continued to run forward non-stop.

"I'll rub, and this operation, is this more than Liu Bei's Lu!" Al thought with some shock, although he knew that this horse was different from ordinary horses, but jumping over a river at once was still beyond his inner cognition.

Finally, because of entering the Golden Agese, Honghong's speed slowed down a little, and Al couldn't help but let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at the castle in the distance behind him, he touched its back with some surprise:

"It took half an hour to reach the mountainside just now, and it only took about two minutes to come down, no wonder all the powerhouses in this world want a Warcraft mount."

"Sigh Rule", perhaps sensing Al's exclamation, Honghong let out a smug hiss, and under the watchful eyes of many pedestrians, he ran rampantly on the road dedicated to the nobles.

The pedestrians around him, the restaurant on the side of the road, flashed in the field of vision, and before Al could come back to his senses, he had been left far behind. It wasn't long before the mighty central gate was in sight, and Al waved his hand happily at Peter's people gathered at the gate.

"Hoof, hoof", before he could greet Peter and the others, feeling the signs of the war horse under him about to accelerate, Al endured the discomfort in his heart and shouted loudly "Red, red, stop".

Perhaps hearing Al's cry, Honghong slowed down her pace with some confusion and slowly stopped at the city gate.

Feeling the gaze of the soldiers around him, and then looking at the ground two meters away, Al swallowed his saliva, grabbed the red mane and slowly slid down.

"Step", a brewing stumbling, Al successfully jumped to the ground.

Staring at the Viscount's exclusive mount, the "Frost Warhorse", Peter's eyes were shining, drooling, and he couldn't take his eyes off. After staring at it fiercely for several seconds, Peter looked at Al and said, "Little master."

"Well, I'm going to go on a long trip, it's nothing for you to do for the time being, remember to train tomorrow."

"Yes", looking at the happy faces of the crowd, Al turned to step on Honghong's body.

"Woo Er Woo Er ", Honghong didn't show the slightest sign of wanting to lower her head, but held her head high and screamed a little.

"Damn", I can't remember how many times I burst into foul language today, "I said why is it so obedient, it turned out to be the idea of beating." Looking at this horse, he grinned a little sugly, and his eyes were like brass bells, looking towards his space bag.

Trying to grab its mane and climb onto the horse's back, "Boom", Honghong shook his head and shook his head to prevent himself from getting closer, tilted his head and looked to the side, expressing the meaning of "no way" alive.

Peter, who was about to leave, was looking at Al curiously.

The slender palms clenched, clenched, loosened, picked up and released, and Al mentally wondered if he should let Peter lift himself up and climb onto his horse.

"That feeling of lifting high", "vomit", forget it, forget it, where is your majesty like this, and then this cheap horse is estimated to make some kind of trouble.

In desperation, Al accepted Honghong's blackmail.

"Bang la, bang", the potion that enhanced the attributes was poured into the small silver soup pot by Al, snorting excitedly, and the red head rushed into the small soup pot.

Instead of rushing up, Al concentrated and mobilized his mental power, "Whew", as if a gust of wind was blowing, and a pale white cover appeared on Al's body.

Psychic Shield: Zero-tier, general-purpose spells. Learning Requirements: Zero-level junior mage apprentice

NOTE: Channeling psychic power creates a psychic shield around the caster, and the strength of the passport depends on the caster's psychic strength.

Mental power shield, this is one of the general spells that Al has learned from Teacher Winnie in the past few days, and it is also an entry-level general spell for mages.

The spiritual shield is equivalent to an energy shield constructed with spiritual power, and the size of the shield can be controlled by the legal person at will, and its function is to shield from wind and rain, and it can also be used as the last barrier for mages.

Looking at the pale white shield around him, Al relaxed a little, and no longer had to be afraid of the wind and sand on the road to lose his eyes.

Looking at the satisfied red face on the side, Al put away the small soup pot with some heartache.

"Made, another potion of attribute-enhancing potions", he sneered in his heart, but his hand movements were not slow, grabbing the snow-white horse's mane, and leaping up in Peter's envious eyes.

For a moment, he seemed to be a lot taller, sitting on the red and soft back, Al grabbed his mane tightly, as if venting the depression in his heart, and shouted loudly, "Drive, drive, drive".

Maybe it's because of the delicious potion just now, or maybe it's because I haven't been running for a long time, and I'm still thinking about spreading wild. In short, Honghong raised his hooves and roared, and the thick hooves of the horse "boomed" at the gate of the city.

A pale white silver light flashed across the hoof.

In the envy and jealousy of the surrounding people, he rode like a lightning bolt on the wide aristocratic road, and in the blink of an eye, he had disappeared.

Only where the horse's hooves had just stepped on, a trace of white frost exuded a cold air, slowly dissipating, reminding people that everything just now was not a dream.