Looking at his subordinates who were in danger in a blink of an eye, the goblins who were smiling and groaning, Fassbinder vented as if he had a hard fight with the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers, and suddenly turned his head to stare at the goblins who were smiling and groaning, and the appearance of gritting his teeth was very terrifying. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's called Hayli Scarlet Kapok!" But as if he didn't see the other man's hideous expression, the goblin leisurely clasped his ear with his finger, dug out a piece of earwax, and then explained unhurriedly.

"What the hell is this, you damn green-skinned dwarf, throwing out plants with strange names!" Fassbender, who was embarrassed and dodgy, was stunned when he heard this, but cursed as if he complained.

"Hee-hee, you're lonely!" the goblin sneered mercilessly, looking at the black-armored knight's bewildered look.

"Kapok? isn't it cotton, blood-colored !!... Not good!" Fassbinder was about to open his mouth to fight back in the face of the goblin's merciless ridicule, but suddenly he thought of something and muttered to himself.

The word blood kept echoing in his mind, and the Haeli kapok in front of him was white, as if he had thought of something terrible, Fassbinder's expression suddenly changed greatly, he didn't care about the two Torres iron jaw flowers that attacked again, and he was about to shout a warning when he grew up, but it was still a step too late, and the last thing he wanted to see happened again.

Because the knights felt sorry for their beloved horses and did not want to see them hurt again, they dismounted, brandished their knightly swords, and chopped the sharp barbed branches around them.

But when they wielded the knight's sword and slashed, the clusters of Haely's blood-colored kapok branches seemed to be stimulated, and instead of cutting, they kept shaking, and the result could only be that many small wounds were added to the body of the warhorse.

But the strange thing is that there is no blood flowing out of these wounds, as if the effect of these blood-colored kapok barbs of Hailey is just a cut of wounds, but soon, things have taken a new turn.

Hayley's blood-colored kapok, which had been only half a man's height, grew again, and soon approached a man's height, drowning out the screaming horses and their knights in just a few breaths.

The blood-colored kapok of Hailey, who had just been chopped and trembling by the knights, had gradually regained its calm, and even the mournful screams of the war horses had gradually become much quieter, and things were far more than that, those snow-white Haili blood-colored kapok had a tendency to turn pink.

It was precisely when he saw this scene that the anxious and angry Fassbinder completely became out of shape, if such a team of elite subordinates were completely wiped out here, it would be a heavy blow to the knights of the Garrison Legion.

"Hurry up and release them, or I want you to look good!" Huo Ran turned his head to look at the culprit of the incident, Fassbinder's eyes had already turned blood-red, and he looked at the goblin word by word, if it wasn't for the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers, he would have eaten him alive. "If any of them suffer a loss, I swear, none of you will try to escape!"

After saying these words, Fassbinder, who was already almost out of shape, slowly calmed down his body that was trembling with too much excitement, and his attention was also shifted from the blood-colored kapok bushes that had returned to Hayley, who had returned to calm, to the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers in front of him, and it was obvious that he wanted to deal with these two strange plants first.

Listening to the former's word of warning, the goblin still looked nonchalant, but he tilted his head to look at the black-armored knight who was trying his best to fight the two Torres Iron Jaw Flowers, and a pair of small eyes rolled around, as if thinking about something.

But at this moment, the goblin who was staring at Fassbinder looked up and squinted, his eyes looked at the night sky, his calm face finally became solemn, and a pair of small eyes flashed with a strange light.

Because just above the head of the silver-haired girl Costinia, a huge figure was slowly falling, and three pairs of wings of different sizes were flapping slowly, but surprisingly without making a sound.

Tilting his head the same and staring in horror at the behemoth that was slowly descending without a sound, Bellatem's two eyeballs were almost out of their sockets, and the movements of his hands were a little slower, and he was almost shot by a dense crossbow arrow.

The head of the giant bird resembles that of an eagle, and its body looks very similar to that of a winged beast with the head of an eagle and a horse, but it has two large wings, one small and three pairs of wings, the large one on both sides of the burly body, and the small one on the slender tail like a snake, with several gorgeous purple feathers at the end of the tail, and two thick hind legs with sharp claws like lions, which are firmly sunk into the hard stone slab.

"Damn it, it's the Hikobarre Bird!, is it the little freckle?" Hiding all his body in the egg-shaped ice shield again, Bellatem would have even turned and fled if it weren't for the threat of a rain of crossbows.

Because the sudden appearance of the six-winged giant bird is a high-level bird monster known as the Hikobarre Bird, they are one of the few bird monsters that can compete head-on with the dragon, and according to legend, they are also close relatives of the immortal bird, a kind of noble and elegant bird Warcraft clan, their wings can call the wind and rain like sunlight and clouds, and they can create storms between the flapping and whistling, and some of the Xikeba Thunderbirds with pure blood can naturally control the thunder magic and have extremely powerful strength.

"That's right, he's my little freckles, what's the matter, I'm afraid!" glared at Bellatem triumphantly, and the silver-haired girl Costinia reached out affectionately and stroked the neck of the cyan giant bird that had landed beside her.

"Little naughty, how many times have I told you, don't call me Freckles, my name is Charles Mandela, and like today's situation, you should have blown the silver flute earlier!" lowered his head and rubbed the silver-haired girl Costinia with satin-like feathers, and the Hikobarre bird slowly spoke, looking at Bronn and the others who were in trouble, and the low male voice revealed a trace of helplessness.

"No, no, no! People are going to call you freckles, look at how cute the silver spots on your body are!" In the face of the latter's dissatisfied rebuttal, the silver-haired girl stretched out her arm as if she hadn't heard it, stretched out her arm and hugged the latter's soft neck hard, and her white and tender face rubbed hard against it.

"Silver spots?" Bellatem, who had been eavesdropping with his ears pricked up, couldn't help but crane his neck curiously to look at the Hikobarre bird, who claimed to be Charles Mandela.

After he stretched his neck to see the former's full picture thoroughly, he suddenly gasped, his mind went blank, and now he didn't want to do anything, he didn't dare to do anything, for fear that any of his actions would attract the attention of the giant bird.

But unfortunately, even if the careful efforts did not attract the attention of the former, the silver-haired girl's next words made Bellatem's blood half cold.

"Freckles, this bad guy has been bullying others, you must teach him a hard lesson for others!" said the silver-haired girl Costinia with a finger of her hand and tried her best to shrink herself behind the egg-shaped ice cover.

Surprisingly, Charles Mandela, the Hikobari bird, rejected the former's request.

"Well, that's not a good thing!"

"Haha!" Hearing this, Bellatem, whose heart had already hung in his throat, was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing, the feeling of escaping death is always unbearably exciting.

"Why? Doesn't Freckles like people?" The silver-haired girl Costinia, who was also surprised, instantly burst into tears with her big eyes, and looked at the former pitifully.

"No!" glancing down at the silver-haired girl who was about to cry, Charles Mandela denied the Hicobare bird.

"Why is that, can't you teach him a lesson? Just use your wings to gently spank your ass, just once!" As she spoke, the silver-haired girl reached out and tugged at the former's huge wings.

"No!" Shicobare Mandela still refused to agree, but by this time his eyes were completely focused on the Ice Witch on the other side.

"In this case, people won't call you Freckles in the future, you can teach him a gentle lesson!" The silver-haired girl Costinia threw out a condition that was difficult for the former to refuse.

"Well, it still doesn't work!" but in the face of such temptation, Charles Mandela flatly refused.

"Why? People want to know why!" Seeing that she couldn't move the former, the silver-haired girl Costinia pouted and looked at him dissatisfied, looking like I wouldn't give up if you didn't make it clear.

"Because Mr. Bach gave me the order to keep you safe, not to fight for you or you, I will only show up in this situation today, and I will only take you, as for the others, sorry, they are not within my responsibility!"

"Is this the teacher's order?" After hearing this answer, the silver-haired girl looked at the former with some surprise and asked suspiciously, but it was obvious that the expression on her face had already indicated that she believed this reason.

"Yes!" said Charles Mandela, a chicobare bird, nodding his eagle's head.

"Alright then! I'll save Uncle Bronne myself!Freckles, fly higher, it'll be fine!" After spitting out her pink tongue and grimacing at the Hikobarre, the silver-haired girl Costinia rode on the former's body.

"That's fine, it's limited to flying in mid-air!"

And this time, Charles Mandela, the Hikobarre bird, did not refuse again, but slowly stood upright, and the two pairs of huge wings slowly flapped, but at this moment, he suddenly turned around, and his sharp eagle eyes stared at the goblin standing not far away.

"Goblin, if you look at me with that kind of gaze again, I will send you to hell, remember my words, I will do what I say!"

After spitting out such a sentence coldly, the two pairs of huge wings of the Shecobare bird Charles Mandela flapped hard, still rising into the air without a sound, and then suspended there quietly, as he said, without any movement.

In the face of the abrupt threatening words of Charles Mandela, even the goblin, whose expression had always remained unchanged, finally changed color after these words, as if he was afraid of the former's threatening words, and slowly lowered his head to show submission, but no one saw it, but his small eyes kept turning, obviously thinking about something in his heart.

Not only were Bronn and the others in trouble puzzled, but they thought that a strong helping hand had come, but they didn't expect that the other party only protected the silver-haired girl alone, and kept a blind attitude towards themselves and others, and warned the goblins without warning, which couldn't help but make them suspicious.

The sudden warning words of Charles Mandela, the Hikobarre bird, puzzled Bronn and the others, but Belratem, who was secretly celebrating in his heart for escaping, touched his chin thoughtfully when he heard this, and the meaning in his eyes was somewhat similar to that of the goblin.

If Charles Mandela, the Hikobarre bird, could see Bellatem's gaze, he would not let the latter go so easily, because such a gaze was not unfamiliar to him, it was full of greed, yes, greed!

That's because the Shekobarre Bird is famous not only for their great strength, handsome and gorgeous appearance, their feathers, their flesh, their bones, their claws, and their magic core, they are the favorite of magicians, but also one of the alchemy materials that alchemists want the most, it is no exaggeration to say that Shikobarre Bird is full of treasures.

But just as Bronn and the others were puzzled by the actions of Charles Mandela, a crisp and pleasant song with a strange melody sounded in the night sky, to be precise, from the back of the Hikobarre Bird, just as the silver-haired girl Costinia said, she wanted to save Bronn and the others with her own strength, and the real battle between the mages officially began.