"What did you say?" Feige took off his earmuffs, and the cool wind entered his hot ears, which was a refreshing feeling. "Didn't you hear me clearly, did you ask me something?"

A large tear flowed from the goblin's eye socket. Its legs shook, its body shook and fell, and the eggs of the horn-winged beasts naturally flew out of their hands. Feige frowned, and reached out to support the goblin with his hands, watching the Horned Winged Beast's egg get closer and closer to the ground.

"SUA Mao!"

Midnight poked his head out of the lair, his black ears twitching, and he cast a spell to reduce the fall speed of the Horned Winged Beast's eggs. The oval-shaped egg, which was bigger than a basketball, landed on the ground, crooked, rolled around and stopped. Feige put his hands under his friends' arms, and he breathed a sigh of relief at the sight of the goblin.

"The chief is so good to me, I'm more important than an egg ......" Peng Peng wiped his tears and said affectionately, "I always knew that the great chief would come to save my ......"

Hearing the word "help", Feige suddenly reacted: "Ahh The rope was tightly taut, and underneath was an arm that connected Tron.

"Pull me up!" Tron staggered from side to side, trying to reach the rocks of the cliff with his legs stretched out. But he doesn't have long legs of more than one and a half meters, so he can only be suspended in the air. "My arm was so entangled that I couldn't break free, and I couldn't climb up with one hand. It's up to you!"

"Don't worry, I'll pull you, and you don't shake it, just wait patiently for a while!" Feige looked at the state of the rope and couldn't help but sigh that Tron's life was so good. This was the rope that he had launched that had hit the first Horned Wing Beast, one end of the rope was tied to a large protruding stone, and the other end was hung with the corpse of the Horned Wing Beast, dangling on the other edge of the lair platform. The middle of the rope was thrown at this end of the platform, and the twist and turn saved Tron's life.

Feige grabbed the rope and kicked heavily on the Horned Winged Beast's corpse, causing it to fall off the platform. In this way, it can pull the rope tighter and lift Tron up from the other side. Friends also came to help, standing behind Feige and helping him pull the rope hard. As he worked, he said, "Chief, is it right for a friend to throw a rope at Stupid?"

"Stupid?" Feige was stunned for a moment before he realized that Stupid was referring to Tron. "Your name is Pengpeng, and you threw the rope down? How did you come up with that?"

"The chief can think of more than two questions at once, so awe-hiss!" With the goblin trying to pull the rope, Peng Peng introduced himself, "After I was born, everyone called me Peng Peng. The rope is the hiss I threw down. Belch...... Belch...... Is there a question behind it, what is the hiss?"

The last question is not important. Whether out of kindness, out of tactics, or out of pure luck – which in Feige's opinion is the most likely – it is an unquestionable fact that Pupunt threw down the rope and saved Tron. Moreover, he was now helping Feige drag Tron up, without thinking about whether humans taller, stronger, and magical than him would cross the river and tear down the bridge.

Tron's arm came up first, then a leg, and then Feige dragged him to the top of the cliff with his belt. He lay on his back, looking at Feige's face, stained with blood and sweat, and burst out laughing.

"Don't laugh, let me see your hands first!"

"I feel fine, at most flesh wounds. Tron broke his hand free from the rope and placed it in front of his eyes, his five fingers still moving obediently and flexibly. "yes, it's just a simple trauma. How are you?"

"Luckily, bruises are inevitable, but they don't need it anyway. Oh yes, this goblin called Pun Pun saved you by throwing a rope. Feige thought for a moment and added, "He raised the egg of the Horned Winged Demon Beast during the battle and drew the attention of the enemy, so I could successfully kill it." ”

Tron looked at his friends. It was a scruffy, skinny, pitiful goblin. A huge head with unkempt hair on top of it, and tears could be seen near the huge eye sockets. Out of a life-saving grace, Tron held out his hand to him: "Thank you".

Peng Peng looked at the hand in front of him, raised his head and asked Feiqi, "Chief, is he going to take me?"

"He said thank you for saving his life and reached out to shake it, which was a courtesy. Wait a minute...... Don't you understand what he says?"

Peng Peng shook his head as he shook his hand, while Tron shook hands and looked at Fei Qi with a surprised gaze: "It's amazing, you actually know the language of goblins?

"I don't know goblin language, and I think I should speak lingua franca!" Feige was also a little stunned. Then he tried, and when he spoke to the goblins, Tron didn't understand, and when he spoke to Tron, the goblins didn't understand, but he felt that he was talking the same thing.

"It must be a celestial word, this is the blessing of the goddess of truth and thunder!" the pious Tron immediately found an explanation.

Feige has his own explanation, and this language ability is most likely due to the power of contract demons, and the ability to communicate with all beings with souls is a necessary condition for signing a contract. However, among the priests of the Goddess of Truth and Thunder, especially in the "Word" part of the mission, there are indeed people who will be blessed by the Heavenly Language, to break the barrier caused by language in the transmission of faith.

"You always pick up strange ...... Interesting stuff. Tron saw Midnight pacing slowly, and noticed that it showed its claws at the four words strange, so he changed his words instantly: "Goblins are dangerous creatures, you don't want to bring him back too, do you?"

"What could be more dangerous than a ghost cat?" Feige stopped Midnight, who was bouncing over his head, grabbed and held him in his arms, and then asked the goblin, "The horn-winged monster won't eat you anymore, and we won't hurt you." What are you going to do next?"

"I'm going to follow the chief, I'm going to be the chief's friend!" said the goblin, leaning over, bowing his head slightly, and pointing his finger at the top of his head: "Friend, friend!"

"What does that mean?

"Everyone loves friends, knock friends on the head with precious pots and mediocre boards, and listen to friends! Everyone will be happy, laughing, and hissing!"

It turned out to be "bang" or "bang", the sound of other goblins hitting their friends' heads with hard objects. Everyone beats him and laughs, hence the name "Pengpeng". The poor goblin was now sticking out his head, hoping that Feige would like him and laugh too, so he waited for "Friends hiss".

"Wait a minute," Feige looked at Tron, hesitated, but asked anyway, "What do you need to do as your chief?"

"The chief is the most powerful, the chief sends food, the chief lets the friends work, let the friends find their own prices. The goblin thought about it seriously, rolled his eyes twice, and added, "Chief...... Good chieftain gives meat hiss when the soup is made. ”

"If you are obedient, then I will be your chief. Feige stretched out his palm and touched Pengpeng's head, and said "Pengpeng's hiss" in a mouth-dubbing voice. The goblin looked up and saw the chief with a smile on his face.

He immediately found a stone from the ground and slammed it on his head: "Friend hiss!"

"Only the chief can hiss in the future!" Feige said quickly. As a result, everyone fought, and it was the goblin who needed to be treated and bandaged in the end, and his injuries were not caused by the battle.

Tron didn't support Feige taking the goblin as a pet, as it wasn't a cat, but if he was to object now, especially if he had just been rescued by the goblin, he wouldn't be able to do such a thing. Moreover, three people combined are better than two people, especially when pulling the Horned Wing Demon Beast up from under the cliff.

"I can still see the road, I'll go get my backpack back, let's spend the night on the platform." Dismantle this big wooden nest, just in time to use it to make a fire. Feige snapped his fingers and called his friends to come with him.

Climbing up to the platform quietly is a hassle, but with the help of a rope and two other hands, it's much easier to climb down from here. Leave rope along the way so you can save some effort when you come back. Soon he and his goblin friends retrieved the backpack containing food, sleeping bags, and various tools.

"Meat. Fei Qi took out the jerky from his bag and handed it to Pengpeng: "There are a lot, enough to eat, and I still have water here." ”

Peng Peng took the jerky, quickly put it in his mouth and chewed: "Peng Peng is so hungry, the chief is good, the chief is great!"

"There's a lot of meat here, enough for you to eat for a week or two. Fitch estimated the goblin's weight and came to this conclusion. Then he took out a badly broken dagger and placed it in front of his friends.

"You want to escape by assassinating the Horned Winged Beast, and then drop it and I pick it up. You now have weapons and food, and you have a vast world and freedom, and where I am there are rules, orders, and restraints. You can choose to leave, take food and weapons, and become your own chieftain. ”

It seems that he listened to too many words at one time, and Peng Peng felt that his brain was a little insufficient, and it took a while to react before he kept up. His lips trembled, and his big eyes were wet. Suddenly, he stuck his hand down his throat, then vomited, spilling what he had just eaten on the ground.

"The chief wants friends, and the chief 'wants' friends, and you can hiss!" he pointed to the mountains outside in the black hole: "There is no chief there, and friends don't go to hiss!"

Feige confirmed Punby's thoughts for the second time, and he saw the cunning and honest soul flame that belonged to the goblin. He glanced at Midnight, then asked for the cat's opinion, and decided not to change his mind again: "Then it's decided, I'll be your chief, you listen to me, it's a deed...... It's okay, just be obedient. You take the dagger for self-defense, just eat the jerky, don't spit it out and waste it. Don't even pick up the !! that you spit out."

Peng Peng quickly shook his hand, hid behind his body and wiped his buttocks, destroying the evidence, and pulling the corners of his mouth to the sides and putting on a particularly fake smile.

"I need to teach you a lot, and you've learned a few things...... Feiqi had a bit of a headache just by thinking about the Ice Peak Fortress, the Goddess of Truth Thunder, and the Goblins.

But if you drive your friends into the dangerous Sunset Mountains to fend for themselves, it will not be a headache, but a remorse.