The Ironhead Eagle made a rough circle on the blue grassland, and McGonagall stared down almost the whole time, but still couldn't find any trace of the polar black goat.

If they really live on the blue grassland and are about to become a supply ingredient in McMie's restaurant, then at least there is an objective number of them, and they shouldn't be so hard to find.

"System, is there a mistake in your information? Or is it ...... Have you lost your sheep? McGonagall asked inwardly.

"Ask the host to complete the task independently." The system replied.

McGonagall rolled her eyes, "If that sheep weren't on this blue meadow, you'd be a dog." ”

"Please respect this system, this system is not a dog system!" The system said solemnly.

"Hehe, I praise you for raising sheep well, and you are a good sheepdog." McGonagall laughed.

"That's natural, this system is an all-round kitchen god cultivation system, shepherd ......" The voice of the system was stunned, and he suddenly said with some annoyance: "Isn't a shepherd dog also a dog?" ”

"I don't know if a shepherd is a dog or not, but you are a real dog." McGonagall rolled her eyes, such a big prairie, the devil knows where the system raised the sheep.

"Behold, there are tents there, as if there were shepherds." Yabei Mia said, pointing to the front right.

McGonagall looked in the direction of her finger, and there was a towering snow-capped mountain in the distance, and the melting snow of the mountain melted into a river that meandered into the prairie, and tents sewn from various animal skins were built along the banks of the river.

"Since there are herdsmen, let's go down and see, maybe they know where to catch those goats." McGonagall had an idea in mind and motioned for the Ironhead to descend.

"Whew-"

There was a shrill trumpet sound from the herdsmen's tent, and the women and children ran back to the tent, and the men came to the tent with their longbows and spears, and looked at the swooping eagle with wary and frightened expressions.

They had never seen such a large eagle in the blue grasslands, and the snow eagle they had domesticated was even inferior to one of its claws.

But they have nowhere to retreat, and behind them are homes and loved ones.

"Chief, what is that?!" A young man asked with a trembling voice as he looked at the old man standing in front of him.

"It may come from behind the snowy mountain, don't panic, if its target is a flock of sheep, let it eat, if its target is a tent, we will stop it desperately!" Edie said in a deep voice.

"Yes!"

The herdsmen responded in unison.

However, the giant eagle did not come directly to the tent, circled around, and slowly landed on the dirt bag on the side, and then a group of people came down from the back of the giant eagle.

"Chief, look, there's a man on the eagle's back!"

"Those people don't seem to be hostile to us."

When the herdsmen looked at this scene, they all showed surprise, but their expressions were also much more relaxed.

"Don't let your guard down, it's not yet certain whether they're good or bad." Edie muttered, her falcon-sharp eyes warily staring at the group of people who came down from the eagle's back.

There are twelve people in total, a man, nine women, and two children, judging by their clothing, they should not belong to the grassland, and they can domesticate such a giant eagle into a mount, they must not be ordinary people, they are just an ordinary nomadic tribe on this grassland, how can they afford to provoke such a person.

"They seem to be afraid of us?" Amy hugged the ugly duckling, and looked at the herdsmen in the distance who were looking at them with bows, arrows and spears with a wary expression, "We are so cute. ”

"Meow Meow~" The ugly duckling sold a cute one in her arms.

"Not including you." Amy glanced at it and said without hesitation.

"Meow-" The ugly duckling was suddenly deflated, rolled his eyes and lost his dream.

"We're uninvited guests, it's normal for them to be wary, and it's good that we'll behave normally in a while." McGonagall smiled and led the group in the direction of the tent.

These herders don't look much different from their counterparts elsewhere, with blue silver grass providing them with fertile pastures that are hard to find in the northwest, and snow water providing them with drinking water.

However, it may be because of the blue silver grass that the skin color of these herders is a little tanned in the sun all year round, but there is also a hint of blue, but it is not to the level of the Pandora aborigines, and it is basically the same as humans.

"Stop! Who are you? Why! Edie shouted.

"Hello, we are here for a vacation, attracted by this blue grassland, and there is no malice." McGonagall paused about twenty meters away from the herders and smiled.

He was also worried that the herders would not know the lingua franca, but it seems that the older herder is proficient in the lingua franca.

Edie looked McGonagall up and down, the young man didn't look like a strong man, he wasn't as physically fit as the young people in the tribe, he wasn't equipped with a sword, he had a gentle smile, and he didn't look like a bad guy.

And there was a little girl about four or five years old standing beside him, holding a strange little thing in her arms.

Behind them was a group of beautiful women.

Yes, a very beautiful woman, the grassland cannot give birth to such a woman like water, whether it is the knife-like cold wind blowing from the snow-capped mountains, or the hot sun of a long day, it makes the women on the grassland lose their delicacy.

Of course, being able to have such a group of beautiful women means that this man must have a very noble status, and it is definitely not something that their small tribe can provoke, which is the truth he learned when he was young.

The herdsmen looked at the women behind the man, and they were also a little stunned, this is a beautiful scenery that has never been seen on the grassland, and it is also a beauty that they may not see in their lives.

After making sure that the other party was not hostile and that it was not something that their tribe could provoke, Edie put away his longbow, motioned for the herdsmen to lift their guard, put one hand on his chest, bowed slightly to McGonagall, and said respectfully, "Distinguished guests, welcome to you." ”

Seeing that Edie was so humble, the herdsmen also hurriedly put away their inappropriate expressions and gazes, bowed their heads and bowed a little nervously.

"No need to be polite, we just happened to pass by, and we heard that the roast mutton on the grassland is very good, so we want to come and try it." McGonagall smiled.

"Mm-hmm, we want to eat sheep, the kind of sheep that can run." Amy stepped forward and pointed to the sheep grazing in the meadow not far away.

"What a lovely little girl!" The herdsmen's eyes lit up when they looked at Amy, the children of the herdsmen's family, who grew up on horseback and crawled and rolled in the grass, were all mud ghosts, how could there be such a delicate little girl like a snowman.

"Roast sheep, this is what our Buck tribe is best at, distinguished guests, please, I will immediately call the tribesmen to slaughter the sheep, and I will roast you myself." Edie's eyes lit up, and he patted his chest confidently.

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