Chapter 120

The whole village was suddenly quiet, as if it could suffocate.

The villagers looked at each other for a while, and finally turned their eyes to the corn man who claimed to be "excellent in professional quality".

"Cough, people stumble and horses stumble. I haven't used magic for a long time. Some hand students..."

The corn man waved his hand again and again, trying to explain.

But the villagers approached him step by step

He quickly took out two corn cobs from his arms and waved them indiscriminately to keep others away.

But the sweetheart fruit neighbor didn't know what means he used. His body suddenly disappeared in place, appeared in front of him, stretched out his hand and grabbed his neck, twisted him up and shook him.

"I call you professional! I call you quality! I call you illusionist!"

"Die for me!"

Although he was strangled by his neck, the corn man made a normal sound and continued to excuse himself:

"No! It's not my problem! It's all your blind command!"

"Alas..."

The fat man shook his head reluctantly and began to speak and play mud.

"Forget it, even if you strangle him, it won't help. You'd better think about how to deal with the aftermath?"

And some of them said with a bitter laugh like self mockery:

"At least, we don't have to worry about the high mountain now."

The neighbor of sweetheart fruit put down the corn man first, then staggered his hands and fingers together, held them in the shape of a sledgehammer, and then knocked the corn man on the top of his head like a stake in the soil.

He said in a worried tone:

"On the village head's side, now we can only cooperate well, pretend not to know and bluff it. But compared with him, the real trouble is those mortals..."

"Shall we deal with it?"

Smiling face ADA volunteered.

"It's useless."

The fat man shook his head.

"He finally failed to control his power, which led to such a disaster and scattered the power fluctuations. Such movements will certainly be noticed by many people. You two can't handle them alone..."

The corn man, half of whom had been nailed into the soil, was still forcibly explaining:

"It's not that I didn't control it well, but that's what my 'real magic' is. It's a unique skill. Only this family's special skill hovers between magic and distortion. Once there is an accident, magic will become a distorted reality..."

"Shut up!"

Sweetheart fruit's neighbor scolded angrily. He used a few more points in his hand and nailed him into the soil.

As a result, the fat man advised:

"Alas... Just... The world will eventually notice our existence. As long as we don't find a specific location, it should be all right..."

"Please guard the village together and don't let mortals come up again. For this reason, I'll find a way to get a radio back, so I don't need to have too much contact with mortals below."

At this point, he suddenly paused and turned to look at a six man standing outside the crowd.

Although the six faces as like as two peas, they are almost identical in shape and height. They usually live together in the same place.

They are good at a very professional dance step, and rolle often joins in to form a professional team with them.

"Did you really handle the tax official last time?"

The fat man asked the six men.

The leader didn't speak, just nodded.

"At your level, you shouldn't be divined?"

The fat man asked again.

The six people still didn't answer, but the corners of their mouths grinned and showed a tiger smile.

The fat man probably guessed the fate of the tax official and couldn't help feeling sorry for him

"In that case, let's do it first. We should guard against outsiders, pay more attention to the state of the village head and spend more time."

With a general conclusion, the villagers who are not going to sleep have another topic:

"Ah da'er, you've seen the battlefield. Who's the unlucky guy this time?"

Smiling face Ah Da nodded, still kept that smile, and said:

"Not surprisingly, it should be the legendary lucacia, the original creator of secret arts and the original demon God, who once reached the top of the element system."

"According to historical records, he is a very ancient existence. He should be one of the winners of several world wars that year. His strength is unfathomable, but he must have witnessed the fear of chaos..."

"So he finally chose to seal himself. Maybe there are still a few strands of rationality left? It is a little different from other chaotic systems..."

"Unfortunately, the seal was destroyed, and he still couldn't escape the phagocytosis of chaos."

Ah Da said, and the smile on his face could not help showing a sad feeling of rabbit death and fox sorrow.

Other villagers immediately talked:

"Such an ancient existence still can't escape such a fate?"

"Alas... Although I knew that the element system was a dead end, I suddenly felt sorry for myself when I saw his end..."

"Fortunately, there is still the village head, otherwise..."

"By the way, ADA, did you see the fighting process? Did lukasha use his' Rune '?"

ADA shook his head and explained:

"We didn't dare to approach at that time. After all, we were an ancient true God. Even if we fell now, it's not something our two brothers can bear. If it weren't for the village head, we wouldn't even dare to watch."

"But I still smelled some fluctuations at that time. He should have planned to use it, but it was suppressed by the village head."

Hearing this, several villagers nodded with satisfaction and sighed:

"Sure enough, only following the village head is correct! Only our twisted system is the real way out!"

"Long live rolle! I've pushed Lord rolle since I was born!"

Including the corn man whose body has been completely smashed into the soil and whose head is still exposed, he also shouted:

"So I ran here as soon as I knew it!"

Compared with these people, several villagers standing relatively outside one after another showed difficulties, some with worry, some with regret and some with fear.

They obviously don't go all the way with these happy people.

The village is not monolithic.

The neighbor who sent Rolle's donkey was among them.

However, the expression on his face was still calm. He also looked at the little donkey following him and asked:

"What have you learned from following the village head these days?"

The little donkey's body has been trembling since the villagers' gathering, and reluctantly made two low calls.

"Oh? It's OK. I met a new friend. Is that the kitten?"

"Keep working hard, but don't lose to your new friend. He looks much smarter than you."

"Don't worry about those boring people. The village head is not as simple as they imagined. If we continue to follow him, our road will usher in light."

The pig neighbor said, touched the head of the little donkey, and finally gave an advice.

"In your spare time, don't forget to observe more human girls. Don't end up like your pig elder. It's a pity that your way forward is blocked by yourself."

The little donkey listened carefully and kept nodding his head.

In this way, the next day, Rolle got up early in the morning and was especially energetic.

He first washed his face and brushed his teeth, then went to the neighbor's vegetable field to pull out a carrot and feed it to the baby cat.

"Meow meow..."

The little milk cat barked a little wronged.

"Eat well and supplement more vitamins to grow fast..."

Rolle scratched his furry little head and said comfortingly.

"In other words, you eat and drink spicy food with me every day. Why don't you grow up? It's still a big slap for so long. Is it a special variety in the world?"

"Well, I'll take you to the mountains to eat something better and replenish your body."

When the little milk cat reluctantly ate half of the carrot, the remaining half of Rolle was not wasted, so he fed it to the little donkey.

Then he was going to take two little guys into the mountain to find something delicious.

At this time, he noticed that there seemed to be something wrong with the mountain in the distance

What's missing?

He hurriedly asked the villagers. As a result, everyone looked confused and even shouted in panic:

"Oh! How terrible! How terrible!"

"It must have been done by a demon! It must have been done by some damn demon!"

"Yes, yes! This demon is so damn! Village head, stab him to death!"

Hearing these words, the corn man who was going to work in the field with a hoe suddenly felt a chill in his back. First he glared at the open mouthed guys fiercely, and then he shrunk his head and ran away quickly while rolle didn't notice him.

As a result, Rolle asked for a long time in the village, but he didn't get a result.

Alas... Forget it, these inexperienced guys have never seen the world in their life. They must not understand this kind of thing

He murmured in his heart and comforted everyone in turn, so that everyone should not worry. The empire is very safe, with a strong army and magical supernatural beings, he will protect everyone; The place of the incident is far from the village. Even demons can't get through.

He wanted to go and see what happened, but the mountain was at least hundreds of kilometers away from here. This idea could not be realized, so he had to continue to enter the mountain with a little donkey and a little milk cat.

As soon as he walked away, all the villagers couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Roal wandered in the mountains and picked up some mushrooms and wild fruits, but they were not good. They were not what he wanted.

But fortunately, he soon had a greater harvest and picked up the round bear.

The little guy is much stronger than when we met last time. It took a lot of effort to catch up and pick it up.

"This time... Have some game or something."

Rolle rode on the bear's back and turned back to the two big bears.

Bear father and bear mother are silent, slightly curled up, dare to be angry but dare not speak