|||->-> On the top of the mountain range, a dark red shadow appeared, gliding, instantly becoming larger, and soon revealed the hideous face of the sheep thief, as if it was just a heartbeat time, the sheep thief swept over the top of the magic mountain, giving the magic mountain the illusion of covering the sky and the sun, he gathered his wings and landed at the entrance of the cave.

The strong wind swept up the placket of the Demon Mountain's clothes, blowing the blood-red mane of the Red Smoke Beast under the crotch of the Demon Mountain.

The mountain rode a unicorn like a flame, Red Smoke, who had been at peace with the sheep thief for several days, but still showed a restless expression, his blood-red eyes glowing like rubies, and his throat let out a low, threatening roar, aimed at the sheep thief at an acute angle. It's not really about going to war, it's emboldening himself. Like a man who walks through the dark graveyard at night and emboldens himself by humming a song deliberately.

The sheep thief only glanced at the Red Smoke Beast, he was very arrogant, and he didn't really take the Red Smoke Beast's reaction seriously at all. He went out for the first day today to move his muscles and bones, and he felt very comfortable. His life, which was on the verge of exhaustion, was carefully fed by the Magic Mountain in time, and everything about him got a new beginning, just like a dry river connecting a new bubbling source.

Throughout the ages, male lions have not considered the feelings of their little sheep, and elephants have not tried to compete with ants. The sheep thief was a real two hundred and fifty-year-old young dragon, and he never took the red beast's lack of confidence to heart when he faced the unicorn Red Smoke of the Magic Mountain.

The red beast was extremely fast, and he could once keep up with his flying speed on the grass next to the Magic Mountain Hut, but he knew that he only needed a light claw to send the red beast far away, and with a single stroke, a giant claw like a sword could cut through the body of the red beast.

But the little red beast is the mount of the magic mountain, and the sheep thief knows this very well, and although he can't speak the lingua franca of Westeros, he knows that the little red beast is not his enemy, just like the soldiers and people in the meadows. These people and the little red beast are with the Magic Mountain.

The Red Smoke Beast, which had always been favored by its master, raised its head and let out a low roar as if it had triumphed, and the Demon Mountain patted his neck to silence him, and the Red Smoke Beast snorted, flicked its tail, restrained its 'provocation' against the sheep thief, and lowered its head and sniffed the ground.

As a magical creature of the king of land running, the Red Smoke Beast is very afraid of the dragon itself, but despite this, he relies on the master of the magic mountain to be here, and after entering the territory of the sheep thief, he does not lie down in the face of the sheep thief, does not lie down, does not turn around, and dares to scream, dare to bluff in a fighting posture, which also proves that the unicorn is extraordinary.

To see if a person or an animal is brave enough or not, we must first see who the opponent he is facing.

The Demon Mountain jumped off the Red Smoke Beast and waved it back, and the Red Smoke Beast was relieved, and its ruby eyes almost dripped blood. Every time his master rode him into the black area of the sheep thief, he felt uncomfortable, he felt extremely insecure, his eyes were always scanning around vigilantly, afraid that an enemy would suddenly come out of an ambush somewhere, and every time his master told him to go back first, he always took small steps with his demeanor free, trotted with his head held high, and looked forward to the brilliance, as if he were inviolable, but at last he reached the edge of the black zone, like an arrow from the string, and only hated himself for not running fast enough.

Once he reached a safe area, the Red Smoke Beast would finally not be able to hide the fear in his heart, and only the farther away from here would he feel safer.

Unicorns, like dragons, are intelligent and spiritual magical creatures.

"Quiet. Magic Mountain said the dragon language, walked in front of the sheep thief, and slowly stretched out his hand to press the scale armor on the top of his head, the feeling brought by the dragon scale armor is very good, and every time it gives Magic Mountain a strange comfort and irrepressible feeling.

"Brother, I don't want you to bow down, it is the prerogative of the castor dragon knight to order you to bow down, but after you fly out, it will be difficult for me to talk to you. Magic Mountain gestured as he spoke. He felt that the sheep thief had an amazing ability to comprehend the intentions of his words and gestures, and the Demon Mountain thought that it was related to the sheep thief's master, the castor dragon knight.

The castor dragon knight and the sheep thief lived a 'snail' life together for a long time.

The sheep thief spewed out a hot snort in response to the magic mountain, the magic mountain no longer had to dodge, the dragon's breath enveloped him like the hottest heat wave at noon, he no longer felt unwell, his ability to withstand heat had been significantly improved, and it was still improving.

"Brother. The Magic Mountain patted the huge dragon head lightly, "You can remain loyal to Castor, and keep the command of the dragon to control the lower belongs only to Castor, but I hope to go to the sky with you to have a look." "Demon Mountain pointed to the sky, pointed to himself, "If there is an enemy...... "Demon Mountain took out a cloth of strange ghosts, which he had prepared a long time ago, "We need to fight together." ”

The sheep thief had already killed thousands of ghouls and strange ghosts made of cloth in the training of the magic mountain, and when he saw the appearance of this cloth, he knew that this was his and the magic mountain's common enemy. The Demon Mountain's order to attack this kind of enemy was issued hundreds of times, and he also killed thousands of cloth enemies with various attacks in the Demon Mountain's Dragon Control Command.

Ordinary cats and dogs can be trained scientifically to understand people, not to mention dragons with intelligence and spirituality. The demon mountain thief is immortal and persevering.

"I'm going to fly with you. Magic Mountain made a flying appearance, he pointed to the back of the sheep thief, pointed to himself, "I will give you the most delicious roast sheep, fly, fly, fly, eat, eat, eat." "The flight and eating of the Magic Mountain are all in the language of dragons.

He had become accustomed to using the lingua franca and dragon language together. He found that the sheep thief had no objection to this way of speaking.

Demon Mountain showed extremely rare patience and 'nagging' skills, and he noticed that the sheep thief's dragon eye glowed with misty brilliance, and Demon Mountain already knew that this was a sign that the sheep thief was feeling a little confused.

He pointed to himself and said the dragon language of 'flying', and he patted the sheep thief and said the dragon language of 'eating'. He patted the hand of the sheep thief's scale armor and inadvertently climbed upward, inadvertently grabbing the sheep thief's horns. He peeked at the sheep thief's longan reaction, and the sheep thief showed no disgust.

So the magic mountain had to inch in, he slowly exerted force in his hand, and the sheep thief showed a more confused look, the magic mountain believed that the sheep thief would understand what he meant after all, and he believed in his own judgment about this. He tried to push harder, but his toes slowly rose to his tiptoes, first one foot in the air, then both feet off the ground.

Finally, in the confusion of the sheep thief, the magic mountain's arm climbed the dragon's horns, his body hung up, and his feet were off the ground.

The head of the sheep thief swayed gently, his head was as big as a wild elephant, his body was as majestic as a mountain, and the weight of hundreds of catties of the magic mountain hung on the dragon's horns, and it looked like a small doll toy from a distance.

The demon mountainside exerted force, the body contracted upward, one foot bent up, trying to stretch as much as possible, and the toes gently hooked the edge of the dragon's back. A trace of golden-red light flashed in the sheep thief's dragon eye, like a subtle electric light, his dragon head swung away, and an incomparable force threw the magic mountain away, and the whole person rolled in the air several times, and with a bang, a pile of meat mountains smashed on a black and shiny rock.

The magic mountain almost fainted in pain!

Crimson and Melisandre saw this scene on the grass of the Magic Mountain Hut, and Crimson instinctively ran over to protect the Lord, while Melisandre's face changed color, and two sparks were shining in her red pupils, and she was visibly nervous.

She saw the intention of the magic mountain just now, he didn't want the sheep thief to lie down, he actually wanted to just rely on the dragon's horns to go up, he tried to test the bottom line of the sheep thief, he delusionally wanted to ride the dragon's back.

But the sheep thief threw him off cleanly in the end.

The Magic Mountain was lying on the black fluid rock, and although the pain was unbearable, the bones were not injured. He sensed that the sheep thief had reined in his strength, how believable was this feeling? He now had a strong feeling that the sheep thieves seemed to be more dependent on him.

Perhaps, it was the delicacies of roasting whole sheep that he sent to peel the goats and then use the most expensive spices and exquisite snow salt to make the delicacies of the whole sheep, which completely touched the hearts of the sheep thieves. When sacrificing the food of the sheep thief, he sometimes has the illusion that the sheep thief who tears apart the roasted whole sheep and 'chews it slowly' is not a dragon, but a person. It's just that this human-type mutation, with a huge body and a long tail, a terrible long neck and sharp claws, just can't speak the lingua franca.

The Red Smoke Beast of the Demon Mountain rushed to the edge of the black area like a red fire cloud but stopped, and he hissed at the Demon Mountain that had fallen on the rock, his voice aimed at the Demon Mountain, but his eyes were looking at the sheep thief. Without the protection of his master, he finally showed his fear of the sheep thief, and the Red Smoke Beast did not dare to enter rashly without his master. Spiritual animals have a sense of territory, and the same is true when the Red Smoke Beast is in the Crab Claw Peninsula, and Red Smoke has his judgment.

The sheep thief didn't pay attention to the reaction of the little red beast, he was also looking at the magic mountain, tilting his head, as if he was very curious about the fall of the magic mountain. His head tilted to the left to look at the Magic Mountain, paused for a moment, and then tilted to the right to look at the Magic Mountain, the dragon's eyes were dazzling, and he might be wondering why the Magic Mountain fell to the ground.

The sacrificer was not dead, nor was he injured or bleeding, and the sheep thief clearly listened to the even breathing sound of the magic mountain, and the dragon's hearing, smell, and senses were extremely sensitive. Their talent in this area is far superior to that of humans, but people can pretend to be deceitful and treacherous, and they still can't compare to this.

But the sheep thief did not intend to enjoy the performance of the Magic Mountain, he turned to enter the cave, and the Magic Mountain turned over and stood up: "Quiet, brother. He said, "Eat, come with me to eat." He gestured to the ranch with his hand.

Now is not the meal, the sheep thief has a more time concept than the human race on this point, he does not have a time hourglass but the point of time is very natural and accurate, he can't resist the temptation of the magic mountain's eating, and immediately turned back, making a gentle dragon moan, tactful and melodious, like the light blow of gold and jade.

The magic mountain beckoned, and the Red Smoke Beast glanced at the sheep thief, and only then did he dare to enter the black area. He came to his master, and the magic mountain turned his back, pointed to the pasture, and said to the sheep thief: "Speed, eat." “

A gust of wind rose from the ground, the sheep thief's wings spread slightly, and rose into the air, and the ground flew sand and leaves, like a whirlpool of wind, the wind did not stop, the dragon was already far away, and the ground on the hillside cast a huge shadow.

In the shadow of the dragon's movement, a red shadow was like an arrow shot out, and the magic mountain rode the Red Smoke Beast and the sheep thief in sync, day and place. It seems that the dragon's speed is very slow, but it is actually due to his large size, and when the sheep thief fell, the Demon Mountain and the Red Smoke Beast had just arrived.

"Take out the marinated sheep and roast it on the fire. As soon as the Magic Mountain gave the order, more than 20 tribesmen immediately took action, and some of them first took out three sheep that were already half cooked, and the charcoal fire of roasting the sheep had never been extinguished since it was lit. In order to serve the sheep thief, the ingredients for roasting the whole sheep, spices, snow salt and charcoal fire are all prepared long ago, although the roast sheep is fast, it is just a heartbeat time, but the taste of roasting the whole sheep cannot be compared with the roasted whole sheep in the magic mountain.

Melisandre also came to help, she was a person with the ability to fire magic, her big red robe sleeves were like a walking fire, and her body was like a dragon, radiating heat.

The sheep thief likes to stare at Melisandre, and he can feel that Melisandre is different. Melisandre pulled out some powder and sprinkled it into the charcoal fire, and with a bang, the flames burst out and enveloped the whole goat.

A rich aroma wafted through the air, and the sheep thief narrowed his eyes slightly in enjoyment.

Suddenly, there was a soft metal sound, which made everyone who was concentrating on roasting the whole sheep look up at the magic mountain and the dragon together. I saw that the Demon Mountain was holding the inheritance axe inherited by the Red Hand of the Scorching Sect in his hand, and the back of the axe knocked on the scale armor of the sheep thief.

The sheep thief's dragon eyes blinked, and a golden-red light flickered.

"Eat, fly. The mountain said to the sheep thief, pointing to himself, "I'm going to fly." ”

Bite!

The inheritance axe struck the head of the sheep thief's head again, making a sound of gold and jade striking, as crisp as the notes of music: "I want to fly, and I will kill the enemy with you." The magic mountain gesture matched the dragon's language, "Just fly around the pasture." ”

Melisandre said, "Lord Magic Mountain, be careful of provoking him. ”

"He won't be provoked by me. The sheep thief is mature and sane, not a child of a few years old. Magic Mountain said confidently. He was still aching, but it gave him confidence. The sheep thief will throw him and breathe fire to warn him, but it is almost impossible to get to the point of killing him.

"Oh?" said Melisandre, looking at the Magic Mountain.

"The sheep thief just fell on me, but he didn't have any killing intent at all, and he wasn't even angry. Dragons are magical creatures of great pride, and my actions do not detract from his pride. Since the sheep thief will not kill me, I can grind him. ”

"Lord Demon Mountain, don't do that, if you exceed the rules of the dragon......"

The Magic Mountain interrupted Melisandre, "Dragons have no rules, their rules come from the dragon knights, and the dragon language created by those high-ranking magicians in distant history. Whether it is the rules of the dragon knight or the rules of the dragon language, they are all created by people. ”

Bite!

The small axe of the Demon Mountain struck the dragon's horns again, and his strength was just right, just the sound was crisp and melodious, but it would not make the sheep thief feel the invasion of power.

The intrusion of power will make the sheep thief feel uncomfortable.

The sheep thief turned his head to look at the inheritance axe, the magic mountain was deliberately shown to him, and the sound of tapping can effectively remind the sheep thief that he represents that Castor is taking care of him, and it is the continuation of Ms. Castor's life. The only regret of the Magic Mountain is that he can't wear a fine silk robe with castor.

"I'm going to fly with you. The mountain made a gesture and held the axe, which had been handed down from castor, in front of the eye of the sheep thief.

The sheep thief's eyes were fixed on the axe, and his tilted head stopped moving, not for a moment.

The mountain stopped, everyone held their breath, and Melisandre felt her heart beat faster, and she sensed that something might happen...... Her heart suddenly became excited...... The sheep thief is about to be impressed by the axe of the magic mountain?

"Go, Melisandre, bring the fire wizard's robes. Magic Mountain whispered.

Melisandre understood, and silently rushed into the Magic Mountain Hut, bringing the fire wizard's robe inherited by Castor. The best silk dragon knight's robe that the royal family carefully sewed for Lady Castor was later the dragon knight's robe after Castor and the queen became enemies, and this dragon knight's robe became Lady Castor's fire wizard robe.

The Demon Mountain held the fire wizard's robe in front of the sheep thief: "I want to fly, I am the inheritance of the castor dragon knight, fly quietly, fly together." The axe in his hand struck the sheep thief's scales with a bang.

This time, the Magic Mountain used a little strength. The dinging sound turned into a dang sound.

The scales of the dragon that were struck trembled, and the light on the scale armor shook like ripples.

"Quiet, eating, flying, attacking, dragon fire. Holding up the axe and the dragon knight's robe, the Demon Mountain whispered to the sheep thief. He grabbed the dragon's horns with his hand holding the dragon knight's robe, his arms flexed and forced, his feet kicked up on the ground, and he threw himself up, like a swing, he turned over, his long legs stretched, as if he had practiced a long leap action, in the stunned eyes of everyone, the magic mountain rode on the dragon's back, and the movement was as fast as the wind.

Ding Ding!

The Inheritance Axe of the Demon Mountain struck the pieces of scale armor on the head of the sheep thief's head quickly but lightly: "Brother sheep thief, fly." ”

The fire of several piles of charcoal fires roasting whole sheep suddenly reversed, and the coals flew up, which was caused by the whirlpool of the wind brought up by the sheep thief who rose into the air, and everyone screamed to avoid the charcoal fire that rushed in their faces.

Every time the sheep thief soars into the air, he brings a whirlpool of wind.

Melisandre's beautiful eyes widened, letting the charcoal fire fall on her, she couldn't believe it, the magic mountain rode on the back of the sheep thief, he didn't use the 'low' dragon language, he relied on his own arm strength to get on the dragon's back, he relied on the inheritance axe and the inheritance dragon knight's robe, and controlled the sheep thief with the 'flying' dragon language.

Just, how can this be successful?

Melisandre, who was older than the three hundred years of the Targaryens, knew that any dragon knight who wanted to ride a dragon would only give one dragon command, and that was 'low'.

And Lord Magic Mountain is an exception!

He worked miracles!

"The Red Hand of Time, Captain Joyce, on the grass, arrange the banners of the strangers and ghouls in a phalanx. The sheep thief circled low in the meadow, and the magic mountain on the back of the dragon shouted loudly.

On the grass, his two centuriens all looked up, all carved wood......

It's just that strictly speaking, he is not a real dragon knight of sheep thieves. He relied on the castor dragon knight's inheritance axe and dragon knight's robe to finally get on the back of the sheep thief.

The sheep thief didn't spread his wings and just wandered low over the grass, but it was a great start.

Miracles have been made, conquests are being achieved!

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