As a professional-grade broomstick, the Fire Ballista is certainly the best flying broom in the world today.

But how good it is, Rove originally thought that it might be slightly stronger than his improved broom, but after actually getting his hands on it, he didn't know until he actually got his hands on it......

I was wrong,

Too wrong!

Not only the top speed, but also the starting speed is more than twice as fast, and it is extremely comfortable to ride, so you don't feel like you have a cushion under your butt.

A thought flashed through him, and with almost no delay, the broom followed suit...... That milky silkiness allowed Rove to truly experience what it means to be one with a broom.

The fire bolts are impeccable at both the "software" and "hardware" levels.

It can only be said that some things cannot be experienced by mouth, and you must ride them yourself and go deep into practice to appreciate the wonderful taste of them.

Rove tried it for a while in his black box, and the more he rode, the more addicted he became, and a rainbow appeared in the sky.

The young and strong fire dragon Noble is spreading his wings and soaring, ready to bully the blind old basilisk every day.

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All I could hear was a whoosh, and something passed over its head, so fast that there was still an afterimage of it in its place.

Noble was furious, it was the most powerful existence in the box except for Rove and Shirley, who dared to fly over its head?

Noble immediately turned around and chased after the rainbow light, but he had been left far behind.

As he passed through a desert, Rove saw a roaring tumbling cloud floating in the air, and the clouds were filled with boundless thunder and lightning.

He rode a firebolt and plunged headlong into the dark clouds, and soon found Shirley among the thick clouds.

Shirley was standing on the back of a ptarmigan, grooming its beautiful golden tail feathers.

Hearing the whistling sound, the girl turned her head and saw Rove riding a fire crossbow arrow, suddenly hovering in mid-air, and then slowly flying towards the speed of the Thunderbird.

The Thunderbird, named Milasis by Rove, hissed merrily when he saw the boy.

Rove reached out and stroked Milasis's head, calming its agitation.

This Thunderbird was rescued by the boy during the summer vacation in the Indian tribe from the hands of two dark wizards who tried to steal the eggs of Quetzalcoatl.

The system has issued a mission to help heal the Thunderbird's injuries, and the magic rewarded is Thunderball.

The Thunderbird's injuries are not only physical, but also psychological, after all, it has been tortured for a long time.

Newt is a master at regulating the psychological damage of animals, and after half a year of treatment, the condition of this ptarmigan is basically completely cured.

When you hear the bell that controls it, you won't be as frightened from the bottom of your heart as you were at the beginning.

Rove pulled a handful of bread worms out of his pocket, Miracis opened his mouth, and the boy put the worm in it, and it munched on it.

With a few of the Thunderbird's shed tail feathers in her hand, and ready to take them back for bookmarks, Shirley asked, "How about this fire bolt?" ”

"Good." Rove was satisfied: "It's so much better than my broom." ”

"That's not what someone said before." Shirley coughed and said as if to Rof:

"Fire crossbow arrows are not practical, not much better than my broomstick, it is completely an IQ tax, and whoever buys it is wronged."

Rove laughed dumbly, and he suddenly realized that Shirley still had a talent for acting...... Especially in terms of expression and tone, it seems to be quite vivid.

"So Sirius is the one who is wronged, and I'm not." Rove shook his head and said, "This is the broom he bought, not me." ”

"But someone said ......" Shirley said in a lively tone, "the fire bolts have been delivered, and they are placed in the warehouse, and I will never even look at them!" ”

Rove smiled cheekily and said, "I've said so many things, how can you just remember these few words?" ”

"I remember everything you said!" The ponytail girl smiled brightly, and she tilted her head and said proudly:

"So what you said to me, don't think about going back on your word, I remember it!"

"We're not people who don't count." Rove hooked his fingers and said with a smile: "Hurry up, I'll take you to feel the speed of the fire ballista arrow." ”

Shirley snorted and stepped forward, straddle the broomstick, Rov had already added a cushion in advance, so there was no problem.

The young man flicked the fire crossbow arrow, drawing a wonderful arc in the air, and he chose a neat bottom of the sea of clouds as neat as a knife, and his head sank into the sea of clouds.

Rove and Shirley raised their arms up and down, like two swans in the water, where they were swimming in the water.

Shirley smiled happily, "It's really fast." ”

"It could be even faster!"

Rove rode a firebow arrow, straight as a straight line, straight into the sky, and when he reached the highest point, he fell headlong from a height of 100 meters.

It was only at an altitude of about two or three meters above the ground that he urgently raised his altitude, flew close to the ground, and walked away in style.

In the past, Rove used his broom to try to turn at a height of three or four meters above the ground, but he crashed headlong into the ground, and even the person with the broom was in an extremely crisp upside-down position.

But riding a firebolt and carrying a person, Rove easily completed the difficult Lansky feints.

It can be seen from this that just like fishing, sometimes the Air Force is really not that you are not technically good, but that ...... Equipment is not good!

For change, you must change the most expensive one. We don't have that!

Instead of flying towards the open sky, Rove clinged to the ground, between the hills, circling around.

Every time the fire bolt slowed down, Shirley would crash into the young man's back, and after hitting it several times in a row, she rubbed her body, and said with a slightly red face:

"Rove, you're slowing down...... Other...... Don't hit the rocks. ”

Feeling the soft push back behind him, Rove couldn't help but smile and promised:

"No, believe in my skills, I've been practicing hard for ten years, and I've already achieved great riding skills...... If you're scared, put your arms around me from behind, there's a bend and eighteen bends in front of you, and you won't fall down in a moment. ”

“……”

The ponytail girl bit her thin lip, she quietly looked at the side of Rove's face, and after a moment, finally mustered up the courage to reach out and put her arms around his waist.

Shirley didn't look at the distant scenery again, but gently pressed her hot cheeks against Rove's back, she could feel her heart beating hard, but she didn't know whose it was.

"What are you laughing at?"

Shirley asked suddenly.

"I'm not smiling."

Rove denied it.

The red-faced ponytail girl let go of Rove's, she raised her little fist and waved:

"You must have laughed just now!"

There was another slowdown, and Shirley quickly hugged Rove, who couldn't hold back his laughter anymore.

At the foot of the mountain, Aragog, who was sleeping lazily, was woken up, and when he looked up at this scene, he only felt ......

Is there something wrong with these two?!

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