Realistic games

No matter when it is, always rely on strength to speak.

If we don't have enough strength, no matter how well we manage Hongfeng City, it will be someone else's pocket. "

"Ah."

Zou Peng also restrained his smile and nodded.

"What are you going to do?"

"I'll take a trip myself to make sure."

"Then be careful, don't fall down."

"It's okay, I can fly."

Mo Lan didn't delay much, and went straight back to pack her things. A few minutes later, Mo Lan appeared at the top of the Mage Tower with a big package on her back.

"Come, come, lift it up and put it on for me."

In Mo Lan's greeting, several people lifted a hang glider to the top of the mage tower and assembled it together, and a huge monster appeared on the top of the mage tower.

The hang glider skeleton is made of a dark wood, light and hard, and its surface is covered with a layer of Warcraft skin, which is very tough.

And the entire gliding wing has a wingspan of eight meters, and Mo Lan looks a little small in front of him.

"Fuck, Mo Lan, what are you?"

Zou Peng stared and shouted.

"A hang glider."

"Where did you come from?"

"It was sent by Eternal Blazing Sun. We were talking about the project before, and Eternal Blazing Sun gave me a hang glider as a token of friendship."

"I want to play too."

"Hahaha, this big toy can kill people, I can fly, I'm not afraid of falling, but can you?"

Mo Lan's words made Zou Peng pause, and he squatted in the corner silently.

"Well, ha ha ha ha ha!"

Mo Lan yelled, and lay down on the sleeping bag under the hang glider, putting the package aside.

With the howling wind, the hang glider left the mage tower directly and swooped down.

But before the hang glider landed, a gust of wind blew on the hang glider from bottom to top, from front to back.

The hang glider's huge wings meet the wind, and a surge of lift propels the hang glider skyward.

Gust!

Gust!

Time after time, the just-right gust of wind continued to push up the hang glider, and it gradually turned into a black spot in the field of vision, and it went away at an extremely fast speed.

Thousands of meters high in the sky, the wind howled, and Mo Lan propped up a water shield on his body to resist the wind.

The speed of the hang glider is much faster than Mo Lan's own floating.

Driven by Mo Lan's magic, and using the aerodynamic layout of the hang glider, the height is converted into speed.

In a blink of an eye, the speed of the hang glider was pushed to nearly one hundred kilometers per hour, tens of meters per second. This feeling of extreme speed flying made Mo Lan extremely happy.

Floating by oneself requires the cooperation of Feather Fall, Mage's Hand, and Fire Resistance Ring, which is equivalent to the speed of the old lady's walking.

From the beginning to the end, Mo Lan's hang gliding flight only used a few first-ring gusts, and directly pushed the speed to more than 100 kilometers per hour.

Mo Lan roared happily, and the sound echoed in the high school several thousand meters away, but she did not forget to use the magic eagle eye to determine the position and correct the direction when flying at high speed.

In the sky above Hongfeng City, without anyone knowing, Mo Lan flew over at a high speed, and the eagle eyes in the sky could see Hongfeng City clearly.

Going straight along the road, at a speed of more than 100 kilometers per hour, Mo Lan quickly saw the figure of the Knights, his smile gradually subsided, and his face was slightly cautious.

Turning her head to open the package, and looking at the entire package of spell scrolls inside, Mo Lan began to spin around, lowering the height bit by bit.

Chapter 184 A false alarm

"what is that?"

A man in the middle of the knight team looked at the sky and asked with some doubts.

He and the two people next to him were very conspicuous in the team. While the entire knight team was wearing black full-body heavy armor, the three of them were dressed in fancy clothes, which was different.

The other two also raised their heads when they heard the words, and squinted their eyes.

"It should be a big bird, it is about to approach that mountain range, and there are a lot of monsters.

Your Excellency Lammert, it must be very face-saving for me to call it down and bring it back. "

A soldier in black heavy armor in front of them looked up and shook his head.

"Your Highness Huot, it's too high, even bows and arrows can't shoot it."

"That's such a pity, otherwise, if you can take it back and give it to your father, he must be very happy."

The man in Chinese clothes, that is, Huo Te, showed a trace of dissatisfaction in his eyes, but he didn't show it, and his face was still full of smiles.

At this time, a man in a Chinese suit next to him also said in a slightly complaining tone.

"Your Highness Huot, why do you think the Marquis asked us to learn some mages ourselves? Do we still want us to learn from those common people who are below us?

Wouldn't it be good to let those projectors send it over by themselves? Would he dare not give it? "

"I don't know, but I heard that Earl Hongfeng was killed by them, so he should have some strength."

"Hmph, so what if you have some strength, if commoners dare to kill nobles, they should kill the entire clan.

His Excellency the Marquis kindly spared his life, and it was his honor to look up to this profession.

And he even directly pardoned him as an earl..."

The man in Chinese clothes said proudly, but his eyes were full of jealousy.

"It's just a profession that I don't know where I learned it. Is the Earl worthy?"

At this time, a thought flashed in his mind, and after a moment of speculation, he said cautiously.

"Your Highness Huot, I think what the Marquis really values ​​is the new profession of mage, and he probably won't care about the projectionist who is a criminal below.

How about we simply accept him as a slave and let him offer the method of changing jobs?

Moreover, the surname of Hongfeng City has been Morse since then, and the surname is Huot.

I think the Marquis should appreciate His Highness even more in this way, right?

The second richest and most prosperous city in the entire kingdom will be directly included in the family, and if His Royal Highness has the Red Maple City in his hands, then..."

Holt's eyes flickered when he heard this.

"But I heard that the projectors are very stubborn, would rather die than surrender?"

The man in Chinese clothes next to him smiled softly.

"Hey, they would rather die than surrender because they are not afraid of death and will not die.

We just need to catch his relatives and put them in a water prison.

Send him a finger or toe from time to time, pay attention to healing, promise not to die, don't let his relatives commit suicide, then can he not be obedient?

The person who killed Earl Hongfeng could only humblely kneel in front of His Highness. The job change of a mage belongs to Your Highness, and the Red Maple City... also belongs to Your Highness. Take all three of these back, Mr. Marquis? Will you still be dissatisfied?

Would you still be dissatisfied with letting this downtrodden projector kneel in front of Lord Marquis? "

Holt's eyes were gradually filled with greed, and he nodded.

"Then don't act rashly, and arrest the relatives of that untouchable."

While they were discussing, no one noticed a big bird quietly landed in the distance.

Mo Lan quietly hid on the side of the road in front of them, and carefully explored with a trace of mental strength a hundred meters away from the road.

When the cavalry team approached, Mo Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, and explored carefully with his mental strength. In the process, he deliberately bypassed the group of people in the front and middle of the team, and probed from the periphery and from the back bit by bit.

The spiritual power slowly spread, and nothing unusual happened to the entire knight team.

These soldiers did not feel Mo Lan's spiritual power at all.

Based on their perception, if Mo Lan shrouded their spiritual power on them, they might be able to sense it, and if Mo Lan mobilized the elements, they might also be able to feel it. Unfortunately, Mo Lan didn't, and even deliberately suppressed the fluctuation of mental power.

Originally, the mage was an expert in playing with spiritual power, and Mo Lan was an expert among the experts, and he avoided the strong fighters who might appear in front and in the middle, so they naturally couldn't find it.

Mo Lan sensed bit by bit, trying not to miss a single detail.

Mo Lan's heart sank when she first felt the aura of the whole team.

Because the aura is exactly the same, like one body, as if this is really a whole knight order.

This discovery made Mo Lan's expression serious, but she still felt something was wrong, so she didn't give up and investigated carefully.

Bit by bit, after inspecting the knights on both sides, Mo Lan suddenly discovered something.

"It doesn't seem to be exactly the same?"

Mo Lan was a little surprised, and the following investigation directly verified this point.

After being completely sure of her discovery, Mo Lan breathed a sigh of relief, withdrew her mental strength, and quietly stayed where she was, waiting for the knight team to pass.

When they walked away, Mo Lan got up and walked away with a relaxed smile on his face.

He turned around and found his hang glider, pulled it and ran, but still didn't fly after a while of operation.

In desperation, Mo Lan gave up his plan to rely on his own manpower to take off. During the run, he ran several wind spells in succession, and the hang glider flew across a beautiful curve towards the sky.

Mo Lan landed gracefully in front of the mage's tower, while Zou Peng squatted there, seemingly still in a state of autism.

"Huh???, Zou Peng, I've been away for so long, and you're still autistic?

If you want a hang glider, go to Eternal Blazing Sun and buy one. A part-time mage is about the same level as the first ring.

Anyway, on the warrior side, you rely on yourself to train, so you don’t need free attribute points, you can use them for intelligence. I lost money at the time, so don’t waste free attribute points foolishly.

Come up with a part-time mage every minute, well, if it’s really not possible, I’ll teach you how to change jobs as an arcanist. One ring of arcanist is enough for you to use the wind to assist you to take off.

Although it is still possible to fall, it should be able to fly after [-] or [-] deaths.

As for the free attribute point, it shouldn't be a matter of spiritual power for your fighter to advance to the elite level... right?Well, at worst, just spend a while filling up the empty attribute points, at least it will let you fly. "

Zou Peng doubted himself a little, and shook his head when he heard Mo Lan's words.

"It's not because of this autism, it's because of another thing...... Oh, I also want a hang glider, just these free attribute points are useless, you can teach me to change to an arcanist later."

Mo Lan shrugged and squatted beside him.

"Then why are you doubting life here?"

"Talk about your investigation results first."

"Good news, as I guessed before, this is not a hundred knights, the momentum is highly similar because the hundred people are training towards the hundred knights.

But it has not been successful so far, just two very similar 50-man knights.

Although it is still very strong, it is only at the middle level of the second ring, but that's it, it can fight. "

Chapter 185 Doubt about life

Zou Peng nodded when he heard the words, and said aloud when Mo Lan finished speaking.

"When you left, I asked Ye Qing, who was the commander in chief of the previous battle."

"Well, I remember him, what did he say?"

"He was puzzled."

"Ok?"

Mo Lan suddenly had an ominous premonition in her heart.

"He said that before he was tough with the knight squad, it was because the knight squad had only ten people, and they were all cavalry. There are not many players and archers, and they are basically inaccurate.

So after he separated several knight squads, he couldn't divide them any more. He could only fight more and fight less.

But it's different now, why do you have to fight for the Knights?