When Black Wind and his group of gnoll pursuers came to the top of the hill, Mond and Norman ran to a small mountain village on the edge of the gnoll territory.

This is a very poor mountain village.

Live by raising some livestock.

Most of the villagers in the village were basically born and raised on the holy land in the beginning of time.

There are only a few of the older generation who have risen up.

After flying up, he worked for the gnoll lord. After being injured or disabled, he came here to spread his branches and enjoy his old age.

The mountain village is very quiet, after all, the night is already deep.

Mond saw this small mountain village and wanted to run quickly, because after passing this small mountain village, crossed a mountain, and crossed a river, he was out of the territory of the gnoll lord.

Norman thought for a while and suggested, "Sir, let's change clothes!"

"Otherwise, wearing this dress will be too conspicuous when you go outside!"

Mond glanced at himself and Norman, who were both dressed in miners' uniforms, which was indeed a bit embarrassing.

He nodded: "Let's go, go in and get some clothes and go!"

The two quickly took advantage of the night to enter the small mountain village.

Mond swept his eyes, chose the nearest room, and turned in.

This is a small yard with three humble bungalows.

There are some clothes hanging in the yard.

Mond and Norman, according to their stature, found one at random and changed it.

Gnolls are generally larger than humans.

The male gnoll's clothes were just right for Mond, but a little too wide for Norman.

Just when the two had just changed, suddenly, with a creak, the door behind them opened.

"You... who are you?!"

A childish voice asked.

On Mond, the crimson light of divine power burst out suddenly and turned around instantly.

The terrifying suffocation and the powerful light of divine power immediately enveloped the owner of the voice.

After Mond saw clearly that it was a young jackal, he was slightly taken aback, and all the divine power and momentum on his body were restrained.

But at this moment, in the room, the silence and the aura of Mond's eruption were alarmed.

Candles light up.

An old figure and a young figure came out.

This is a grizzled old gnoll and the mother of a young gnoll.

Mond's eyes wrinkled tightly, and these movements made him slightly unhappy.

Norman was behind him at this time, the magical brilliance on his body surged, and he asked Mond: "Sir, these gnoll village names..."

Norman's words were a little cold.

The gnoll on the opposite side clearly felt the bad intentions of the two.

The young gnoll hid in his mother's arms. The mother and son looked at Mond and Norman, very terrified.

The old gnoll coughed violently and said, "Cough, cough, let's go!"

"It's like we haven't seen you!"

"It's not easy going out, I understand!"

The old gnoll was leaning on a cane, and there was also a radiance of divine power on his body.

Mond stared deeply at the old gnoll, and then said to Norman, "Is there anything that can match these two suits?!"

Norman was stunned for a moment and shook his head.

He looked at Mond with amazed eyes.

Ye Fan was also very surprised when he heard Monde's words. This monstrous man would actually say such a thing.

The old gnoll waved his hand and said, "No, it's just two clothes, you can take them!"

"When it's dawn, the gnoll lord's chasing troops are expected to arrive, and I will report truthfully at that time!"

"You don't have much time!"

Mond looked up at the sky, the moon had already begun to fall from the middle of the sky, and it would indeed be dawn soon.

At this moment, Norman said, "My lord, I feel that this child has a good aptitude for magic!"

"I'll teach him a little magic trick as a reward for these two clothes!"

Mond nodded.

The old gnoll opposite was slightly surprised.

He touched his grandson's head, but he didn't expect that his grandson could have the magical talent that was so lacking among gnolls.

Norman greeted: "Father, I will directly use my mental power to imprint the skills into the child's mind!"

The old gnoll nodded, he knew that this was the fastest way.

Moreover, his grandson is only six years old this year, and among the gnolls, he is also a young child.

It's not time to learn magic.

Norman used his mental power to keep the magic tricks in his mind, and he could just let his grandson practice directly when he had enough practice standards.

"sorry to bother you!"

The attitude of the old gnoll became gentle and respectful.

The status of the caster, among the gnolls, is honorable.

Because they often represent knowledge, heritage, and various forces that can make the race prosper and rejuvenate.

Norman came to the young Gnoll child.

The child is a little scared.

But his grandfather's comfort made him quiet down quickly.

Norman stretched out his right hand, and his index finger flashed a bright, star-like purple and silver mixed light.

This fluorescent, very beautiful.

The young gnoll, with a pair of eyes, was quickly attracted to the past.

His eyes are full of curiosity about mysterious and unknown beautiful things.

Behind him, Mond saw the expression and figure of the jackal child, and was slightly startled, as if he had thought of something, and there was a hint of memory in his eyes.

With a soft and kind smile on Norman's face, he approached the gnoll child.

The old magician's right hand gently tapped between the child's eyebrows.

The fingers just touched the eyebrows.

In the eyes of the gnoll child, a pale silver light burst out immediately.

The silver and purple light on Norman's finger suddenly flourished, and then suddenly dimmed to the point of being almost invisible.

In the child's eyes, the pale silver light quickly dimmed.

The young body couldn't support it, and fell into his mother's arms.

Norman withdrew his hand and said to the old gnoll, "This is an armor technique!"

"I hope to protect the child and let him grow up safely!"

behind.

Mond recovered from his memory and said slowly, "Swordsmen, don't add them to the people!"

"The land of chaos, although there is no order, but I hope that when this gnoll child grows up, he will not be able to slaughter the people of the human race!"

"Otherwise, my breath has already remembered him!"

"He can't escape!"

The old jackal shuddered and nodded.

Mond and Norman quickly turned over the wall and left the small village.

Didn't get far.

Suddenly, there was a burst of screams and a blaze of fire from behind!