Chapter 905: Continuing My Life (Page 1/1)

"It's the big flying lion!" Amy's eyes lit up and she exclaimed with some surprise.

The griffon, who was originally excited to pounce on McGonagall, saw and heard Amy's words, and its figure that fell straight down like lightning began to slow down, and then fell to the cliff in front of a circle, and flew up again, stopping at a height of more than ten meters, looking at Amy with a suspicious face, as if looking at some terrible person, but some wanted to approach.

McGonagall was surprised and wanted to laugh, such a big guy, she didn't expect to be scared by Amy?

"Ah Zi, come down." McGonagall looked up at the purple griffon.

"Whew......" Ah Zi looked at McGonagall, and then at Amy, and cautiously descended.

"Ah Zi? That's a cute name! Amy blinked, looked at McGonagall with some curiosity, and said, "Father, do you know it?" ”

"Well, an old friend." McGonagall smiled and nodded, looking at the purple-striped griffin who was cowardly into a dog, she couldn't help but be angry and wanted to laugh, this look is not at all related to pulling the wind, and she doesn't have the mighty appearance of tearing the demon just now, but like a stunned person, her voice is a little heavier: "Ah Zi, come down!" ”

After grinding in mid-air for a while, the purple griffin landed lightly on the cliff, and although she looked at Amy with some wariness, she couldn't help but poke her head towards McGonagall and rub his shoulder, as if to please him.

"Wow, so good, I want to touch Ah Zi's head too." Amy's eyes lit up with little stars, and she stretched out her little hand towards Ah Zi's head.

But before Amy's little hand could reach out, the purple-veined griffin retracted its head with a swipe, staring at a pair of eyes with an expression as if it was about to be murdered.

McGonagall looked at the purple-striped griffin, still not knowing why he was so afraid of her, and relieved: "Ah Zi, this is Amy, my daughter, very kind. ”

"Little Azi, be good, stick your head over and touch it for me." Amy looked at the purple-veined griffin, then took out the man-tall mage staff, and said with a smile: "Otherwise, I will blow your dog's head." ”

As if frightened, the purple-striped griffin handed over its head at once, and reached directly under Amy's hand.

"Good." Amy reached out and touched the violet-striped griffon's trembling head, the smile on her face as bright as the light on the mage's staff.

McGonagall: "......"

It was an unconventional first meeting, but McGonagall smiled as she looked at the purple griffon, who had stopped trembling and was beginning to show an expression of enjoyment.

Although it is not clear what makes Amy so intimidating in Ah Zi's heart, it seems that there is no big problem at present.

"Father, did you just command Xiao Azi to destroy all those villains?" Amy touched Ah Zi's somewhat hairy head, looked at McGonagall with curiosity and asked.

"Let's just put it that way." McGonagall nodded.

"I'll just say that my father is super powerful, even small pets are so powerful." Amy's expression was a little excited, but she quickly sighed and said, "But...... The ugly duckling is too fat, and even if it turns into a white swan in the end, it must be a super fat white swan, the kind that can only roll on the ground. ”

McGonagall imagined the scene for a moment, and the smile on her face grew, and she put Amy on the ground and took out two sets of black clothes from her bag, "We're going to go and destroy all the remaining villains now, and then free the people they caught, but the real heroes never let others know their true colors, so we need to disguise ourselves." ”

Amy's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "Is it like those legends?" A masked hero who rescues people in distress without leaving a name. ”

"Yes, so we can't tell a third person other than us about everything we did today, and we can't make any noise in the middle of the battle." McGonagall looked at Amy and said with a serious expression, "Can you do it, little hero Amy?" ”

"I can!" Amy nodded earnestly.

"Very well, then let's go." McGonagall put on Amy's black trench coat and a small black and white mask for her, then put on all her gear and jumped onto the griffon's back with Amy in her arms.

"Let's go, Ah Zi, go to those guys' lair." McGonagall patted the griffon's back gently.

"Let's go!" Amy opened her hands and shouted happily.

The griffon's wings fluttered, soared into the sky, and in an instant vanished, leaving behind a horse trembling on the edge of the cliff, but tied to the edge of the cliff from which it could not escape.

……

At the bottom of the basin, the people of the Ash Temple are studying the crime scene, trying to find some useful information from the corpses and the black ash, and others are dealing with the collapsed cave entrance.

Brandley and several members of the Grey Temple are questioning the Rose Mercenary Regiment, who were eyewitnesses to the events and were among the first to survive at the hands of the murderers.

"My lord, the specific situation is what we just said, the demon who escaped got into that cave, but the entrance of that cave has been collapsed by the purple griffin with a thunderball, whether it was killed by that blow, or escaped from the cave, we don't know. However, the interior of these caves is very empty, and many of them are interconnected, and if he has escaped, it will be difficult to catch him. Dennis looked at Brandley and said, still feeling a little apprehensive when he remembered the scene just now.

Brandley nodded and said, "It's hard work, our Gray Temple will take care of everything here, so let's go back to the City of Chaos to recuperate first, if necessary, you may need to cooperate with the investigation." ”

"Okay, it's about the safety of our mercenaries, and we will definitely cooperate well." Everyone nodded solemnly and hurriedly.

"Here!" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from the side of the digging cave, and the fighters quickly stepped forward, and soon, a demon who was blackened by lightning and still smoked in his mouth was carried out by several spirit ropes, and his leg was crushed by the boulder, and he was already dying.

Brandley stepped forward, looked at the demon and said coldly, "Give me my life, and then pry his mouth open and ask where their station is hiding." ”

……

About thirty miles to the west of the basin there was a large mountain, and on the west side of the mountain was an almost vertical cliff, and with the opposite mountain formed a mist-shrouded canyon, and the fog covered the entire canyon, and there was not the slightest human figure to be seen several meters away.

At the bottom of the canyon, there is a dense area of trees, which has rarely been disturbed by people for thousands of years, and a few people can be seen everywhere surrounded by thick trees.

A purple-striped griffin quietly landed outside the canyon.

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