A few days later, the hilly areas on the edge of Cartier.

The bright sunshine shines on the earth.

The birds above the head were flying, the greenways on the ground were shaking, in groups, with wings but could not fly, and there were also four strange creatures with hooves running on the field.

Since leaving the shadow area of ​​the sacred tree canopy, the whole world seemed to have suddenly become brighter.

The surroundings are open, without the crowded feeling of Cartier's center.

Well... Actually, there is still a little bit. For example, when standing on the top of a mountain and looking at Cartier, you will see huge divine trees that cover the sky and the sun, and you will also see dense buildings built on the root system. Suddenly, the feeling of depression will come back.

There are long cobblestone paths on the hills.

A carriage led by a unicorn slowly walked past, and the elf coachman sat in front and pulled the reins.

Because unicorns are very spiritual and much stronger than horses, they don't need anything like horse whip.

The car window opened, Qili poked her head out and looked into the direction of the Shenmu from afar, took a deep breath of fresh air, and then turned to Angel sitting in the carriage and said, "This is the fifth time I have seen the Shenmu at such a distance. Actually, I think it is the best to see Shenmu at this position."

"Fifth time?" Angel looked at her.

"Yes, it's just the fifth time. I was not born in Cartier. The first time I saw Shenmu from this distance was when I came to the Magic Academy to take the entrance exam. The second time was when I came to school, and the other two times were when I went home and when I returned to school."

"So...you've just returned home once?" Angel asked hesitantly.

Qili nodded: "It's nothing to do when you go back. Sometimes your parents come to Cartier to see me. Have you forgotten? They came last time, and I asked you to meet you, but you didn't go because you were busy with something."

"Oh?" Angel raised his head slightly and recalled hard.

The devil hanging on the top of the carriage whispered: "It was about two months ago. Well, it was almost that time. You just dated for a while."

That time, Angel was actually reading books in the library, and he simply didn't want to see him.

"Oh! I remembered it." Angel Yan said insincerely: "I'm so sorry, that time... I was indeed quite busy."

"It's okay." Qili said with a smile: "Anyway, they will come, and it will be the same when we meet again. But..."

"But what?"

"But... should you introduce your parents to me? I have never refused. And they are in Cartier, right?"

"There will be a chance." Angel nodded, smiled back with a "polite" smile, and then looked elsewhere deliberately.

Qili's eyes dimmed a little, and she looked at Angel in disappointment.

In the bumpy situation, the carriage continued to move forward slowly.

...

Birds flying in the sky.

On the hillside full of green grass, the car door slowly opened.

Qili got out of the car with a big basket and looked at the divine wood in the distance with excitement.

Behind him, Angel also got out of the car, took out two silver and three green shells from his pocket and handed them to the coachman, and said softly: "Come and pick us up in the evening."

"Okay." Put away the silver shells, the coachman got on the carriage, and shook the reins heavily.

The carriage left.

Qili happily carried the basket and smiled, looking at the sky. Her long red dress was flying in the wind.

Angel looked at him silently.

Today's Qili has been carefully dressed up.

The long red dress, long hair braided into long braids, tied with orange-yellow headbands. The pair of smiling eyes looked even more eye-catching in the sun. Especially when looking at Angel.

When you turn around, it looks like a flying red butterfly.

However, Angel just stood silently. He lowered his head and quietly took out a transparent medicine bottle from his pocket, the size of a thumb. The bottle was filled with red liquid.

"I think he's playing tricks on me." Angel whispered: "Is this a waste of money for me to send me a little bit of stuff?"

"This is what you want yourself." The devil murmured in a low voice: "I said from the beginning that I should exchange the magical information for something that can enhance magic, rather than something that is 'helpful for performing missions'."

"I thought if I wanted something that was ‘helpful for the mission’, he would be a little bit more generous. After all, I was doing things for him, and these things should have been provided for him for free. Is every demon so stingy? If that were the case, I would never be qualified for transformation."

"Well...so what do you want to do?"

Angel was silent and had no answer.

"Anger, are you not here?"

In the distance, Qili had already laid a blanket for her picnic and was placing the food in the basket as much as possible.

Angel glanced at her from a distance, then turned his face to look to the left.

About a hundred meters away, there was a place like a construction site, with large tracts of sandbags and mud built up. A group of centaurs were acting as miners, busy.

Looking at the place, Angel slowly walked towards Qili.

"What's wrong?" Qili asked in a low voice: "Do you want to change a place? However, now it seems that all the places with better scenery around have been mined. Many people oppose it, but it's useless. The queen insists on her own."

After hesitating for a moment, Angel replied softly: "Change a place."

"All right."

Qili lowered her head and was about to clean up, but Angel added: "Turn over there."

What Angel refers to is a place closer to the mining area. It just happens to be on the top of the entrance to the mining area.

"Go over there? Then don't we have to keep watching them?"

"What does it matter? The most important thing here is sunshine and air, isn't it?" Angel glanced at Qili.

Qili hesitated and finally nodded.

So, the two of them carried the basket and began to walk towards the heights step by step.

In school, Qili was originally a big hit. She was mainly cute, even by the standards of a blood elf, and she was very cute. She was also very active and active. This made her the backbone of the soundless casting group and further became the leader.

The so-called soundless casting group is actually a group that mainly studies instant magic. Simply put, casting through gestures does not require any chanting time.

It is also an academic group, so Qili, who can be the leader, is naturally not low. Level 7. Before Angel took over the ease of management committee, she even had a magic evaluation level higher than Angel. Even now, she is only one level lower than Angel. If there is no accident, she will pass the Level 8 evaluation in a few months. By then, Angel may not be able to reach Level 9.

Of course, she is much older than Angel.

Although she stood next to Angel, she was about two heads shorter than Angel, just like her brother and sister, she was actually sixty-three. Yes, she was twice as old as Angel.

What did I just say?

Qili was originally a big hit, yes, originally. Now it's not. Since she became Angel's couple, her reputation has plummeted. Even the board of directors of the voiceless casting company organized the impeachment of her.

Well... But Angel helped her suppress it. From her position, she felt that Angel was concerned and helping her. From Angel's position, she actually just avoided a force that was strong enough to challenge her. After all, the soundless casting group is also an old group. Even if the leader has problems, the framework is still there. As long as you change someone, you will rise at any time.

This kind of group with a long history, strong strength, and academic bias is not a marginal group like midnight singing, and can be uprooted at any time. If you really want to completely tear your face, although Angel's tough methods can definitely be suppressed, it will inevitably be a damaging one's bones.

Walking step by step, the two finally arrived above the tunnel entrance.

Angel stood, lowering his head slightly to the centaurs carrying mud and sand at the entrance of the tunnel.

Qili stood aside and watched in a daze, although she had no idea what Angel was paying attention to.

Turning his face, Angel said to Qili, "Just let's go here."

"Yes." Qili nodded and silently began to lay the blanket. From time to time, she looked at Angel who was standing still.

To be honest, if it were someone else, it would be not Qili or Angel, and if it was any other couple, it would probably have been blown up.

A good picnic was a picnic that made Angel's cold face completely defeat her mood. She didn't even smile from beginning to end. You should know that the blood elves are said to be equal to men and women, but in fact, the female blood elves are stronger.

However……

How to say, each couple gets along differently. From the moment Qili confessed actively, she actually lost and lost very thoroughly.

Love looks beautiful, but in fact it also needs to be played. Whoever speaks first loses first. If you lose, it is normal to lose all the way. This is no different for blood elves and humans.

After putting everything in place, Qili raised her head and was about to let Angel sit down, but before she could speak, Angel had already said first: "You sit here for a while, I'll go."

As he said that, Angel had turned and left.

"Ah? Let's go?" Qili said quickly, "I'll go together, too?"

"No, you sit here and wait for me. I'll be back soon." Angel didn't even look back, and he had already walked away in a short while.

Only Qili sat alone on the blanket, facing a carefully prepared circle of food.

...

Along the way, Angel sneaked around a corner below the mining area, and carefully stared at the busy centaurs at the corner.

"What do you want to do? Didn't it just drop on the land where ore is produced? That's it under your feet." The devil asked in a low voice.

"Do you think this is really OK?" Angel asked back.

"Why can't it be? It's him who said it himself."

"Haha... I have to dig a pit when digging Modo ore. We destroy the Modo ore veins, but it just drips on the land under our feet? Then why didn't he do it by himself? Can't he do it? I have tested this thing, but the effect is not very good. As he said, how much can it seep down? How much can it be reduced? One? Or two? Then the thing I exchanged for with intelligence will reduce the production of one Modo ore?"

"Then... what are you going to do?" the devil asked in a low voice.

Angel thought for a while and replied, "Dripping onto the rhizomes of the underground divine wood."
Chapter completed!