The race finally began, and the eldest brother Hart struggled forward, swinging his scythe in his hand rapidly, and the patches of wheat fell down like grass and were moved to the back of his body. Not to be outdone, the second brother Ritter rose up to catch up, leaned forward, his hands and feet were sharp, and he bit Hart tightly.

It was Cao someone, who was unhurried, unhurried, and stared at Ronya a few more times before slowly and leisurely began to harvest. Ronya, who was not surprised, naturally didn't bother to pay attention to him, and looked at the distant mountains by herself, and her bright eyes were a little fluttering.

Cao Cao grinned and began to harvest the wheat, the speed was not too fast, but, compared with the two Harry, his movements were smaller, harmonious and smooth, in one go, the harvesting angle was reasonable, the strength was appropriate, and even, the wheat stalks were placed neatly and orderly, and the number of each stack was roughly the same, but in terms of "quality" alone, it was much higher than the two.

Bles' field is quite large, the harvest race line is long, and the crazy desperate cutting method of Harry and the two must not last, no, it didn't take long for Ritter to slow down first, panting in his mouth, sweating like rain on his body, and his little face was red, but he was still trying his best to persevere. He is a little stupid and stunned on weekdays, but he is not a person who easily admits defeat.

Hart on the side was better, but he also seemed to be a little lacking in stamina, and his speed was slightly reduced.

Cao was still harvesting unhurriedly, and the breath between his mouth and nose was still unhurried. As the overall movement became more proficient, the speed actually increased, but it was still not as crazy as the Harry and the two before, but the whole harvesting process was more smooth and smooth.

Misha and Eiffel had already stopped, and they didn't want to miss such a wonderful game. It's just that when they looked at the three of them, they were a little sluggish, and this wheat could still be cut like this? In particular, how could Cao Cao, the youngest, cut the wheat so sonorously and vigorously, and make a sound on the ground? The sound of "brushing, brushing, brushing" and cutting wheat actually contained a unique charm and a unique rhythm, which was full of ups and downs, endless, but full of rhythm and strength.

Boles and the others also stopped, and looked over there together, a little curious and a little surprised, and sometimes whispered a few words, their eyes full of appreciation.

Harry and the others were already at the end of their crossbows, and their speed was even slower, but Cao was still full of stamina, seeking speed in stability, and gradually caught up with the two. The two were unwilling, and they rose forward again, but they only struggled in vain, and after a little stalemate, they "retreated on all fronts", and their speed was greatly reduced, and Ritter stopped quite helplessly, bowed his hips, supported his knees with both hands, raised his head slightly, and gasped for breath.

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Needless to say, the results of the game are helpless, but they have to admire this younger brother who is far younger than them.

Although in the early stage of the game, Harry and his two consumed too much, so that it was difficult to continue his strength and his speed was greatly reduced, which was an important reason for the failure, but even in terms of physical fitness, Harry and Harry knew that they might not be better than each other. The two of them thought to themselves that even if they used the same tactics, advanced steadily, and were slow in front and fast in the back, they would not be able to reach the level shown by Cao Cao.

In addition, while also harvesting wheat, Cao can cut so briskly and rhythmically, which neither of them ever imagined. Hart vaguely felt that this younger brother was not at the same level as himself in terms of understanding, controlling, and using force.

This magical Mengde always brings surprises...... It's just that...... It's just that...... Hart was suddenly a little disheartened, and a strong sense of loss instantly surged into his heart.

Hart turned his head to look at Monia not far away.

Monia is still leaning on the haystack, raising her eyes to stare at the secluded distant mountains, the shining silver eyes are so condensed and far-reaching, but on the peerless face of the proud beings, it is still cold and cold, indifferent like water.

Hart sighed in his heart, turned his head to look at Ritter on the side, like himself, the other party also looked lonely, but he didn't know if what he was thinking in his heart was the same as himself.

For the situation of Harry and the others, Cao was a little aware, but he didn't care, the road to growth, setbacks and tempering are indispensable, and if you don't experience wind and rain, how can you get a rainbow. As for the "ownership" of "Monya", it is impossible for him to give up, he can give anything to him, this, no.

The cheeky Cao smiled slightly, slowly walked to the side, and continued to pester Ronya. As the old saying goes: "As long as the kung fu is deep, the iron pestle is sharpened into a needle." Cao has always thought deeply of this and practiced it.

"Today's weather is perfect and the mountains are picturesque, so it's a great time to see and play. Cao Cao said with a smile.

Monia slowly retracted her gaze, turned her head slightly, glanced at Cao who was smiling hippie, opened her mouth slightly, and slowly spit out two words: "Stupid." ”

The voice was soft, like an autumn breeze passing by, and there was no trace.

"Huh?" Cao was stunned, this Ronia, when she spoke, she had always been short and unusually short, but there was no follow-up, so how could people figure it out? The word "stupid" appeared like a thunderbolt in the clear sky, what should I mean? Despise myself for not performing well? Tell myself that I shouldn't come? Laugh at myself for speaking too much? Or, for all kinds of unknown reasons? Anyway, it's not a good word, as for the specific intention, guess slowly. Also, this little guy, when will it ...... Have you learned to curse?

"Please also ask 'sister' for some advice. Cao is really brazen and a scoundrel, and he even moved out the name of "sister". I wanted to call it "sister", but I was a little impetuous and frivolous, not respectful and calm enough, and it was obviously not suitable for Monya.

"Hmph!" Monia didn't say much, and didn't even bother to give her a look.

There was a soft sound, and on the ridge not far away, Claire and Ruth walked over slowly, holding a cauldron and tableware, but it was the morning snack that arrived. Labor is not suitable for full food, everyone did not eat much before coming, and at this moment the stomach is naturally empty, so they have put down their work and gathered together with a grin.

Monia was slightly stunned, and then left Cao someone unusually decisively, and walked over, moving a little faster than usual.

"Hey, how did you go so fast...... Wait for me ......" Cao shook his head helplessly, and hurriedly followed. This Ronya, she didn't do anything, she didn't eat slowly, and she was embarrassed. However, having said that, it was only at this time that Cao felt that this Ronya was still a member of the vast world.

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