Chapter 229

This sword is very common. It's like an easy up move.

But the sword was so fast that people's eyes could hardly keep up with it. It was so fast that the fiery chicken had no time to press its paw on Meg's head.

The tip of the sword crossed Huolie chicken's neck and cut a fatal cut.

The fiery chicken let out a cry of despair, and then fell straight from Meg's face. The blood flowed from his throat. He lay on the ground and twitched in despair. The flame on his body beat a few times and completely went out. His black eyes were not willing to stare at MEG.

"My father is so powerful! How wonderful Amy holds the duckling, claps his hand and cries. The duckling's face is deformed and looks up at Amy.

"The world's martial arts, only fast not broken." McGonagall looked at the chicken twitching on the ground, slowly took back the sword in his hand, and suddenly a lonely feeling rose from the bottom of his heart.

"Rooster, go ahead, I'll enjoy your meat." Amy squatted down in front of the fiery chicken with the ugly duckling in her arms and said with serious relief.

Originally, huolieji was still breathing. He was staring at Amy, and his feet were staring. He took a deep breath, and didn't even close his eyes.

"This girl..." McGonagall couldn't help laughing, and the unbeatable loneliness that just rose suddenly disappeared.

The sword just now is the first sword in the thirteen moves of shadow. The so-called upward move is not a fixed position. What we pay attention to is how to practice the simple move of upward move to the extreme.

In fact, there are innumerable forms in it.

Simple, but irresistible, this is the real killing technique.

McGonagall likes this style very much. When it's time to force, force more. When it's time to fight, just kill all of a sudden. You come and I'll do 100 moves. It's too tired and boring.

"System, is this the completion of the task? Didn't expect me to finish the task so soon? And your calculation of survival rate is not accurate at all? At this level, I can easily solve it by myself. " McGonagall said with a little pride in his heart that the Huolie chicken had arrived, and today's goal of leaving the city was achieved, which can be said to be very smooth.

"The progress of the task is 50%. Please send the Huolie chicken home to complete the task. Please don't take it lightly. In the wilderness, any carelessness may cause you to lose your life. " The sound of the system sounded with a hint of warning.

"System, you're not right! Not prisoners? Now that I've killed it, I'm going to drag the whole one back? " MEG was a little discontented.

"The task of capturing Huolie chicken is to make the host understand the ingredients more deeply. The cook who only stays in the kitchen is not a good cook. At the same time, it also makes the host understand that the ingredients are not easy to get, cherish the ingredients in the kitchen more, and be grateful and respectful to the suppliers of the ingredients..." the system replies seriously.

"Do you want to raise the price?" MEG interrupted directly.

"How do you know?" The system was surprised.

"Can you be more obvious?" McGonagall rolled his eyes. He could see through his little abacus and tricks at a glance. He didn't expect that the refined vegetable selling system was becoming less and more unruly. In order to raise the price of vegetables, he was asked to personally experience the process of obtaining a handful of ingredients.

"This is the task requirement. Please complete the task as soon as possible." The system said and ran.

McGonagall looked at the dead flaming chicken on the ground. It weighed at least 50 Jin. It's not that he can't carry it. It's just that if he has to carry Amy later, it's not easy to carry it.

"It seems that it is necessary to get a bicycle. Although the bicycle is good, it requires too much terrain and is not suitable in most cases." McGonagall had no choice but to think that in the era of no roads, we should follow the rules of the times.

"The purple Griffin didn't know where to go. That was the real convenient mount." McGonagall thought of McGonagall Alex's Mount, a griffin who had been able to fight a giant dragon, and his companion who grew up with him.

In the war three years ago, he was also seriously injured. At McGonagall's command, he went away, and two Griffin Knights followed him. His life and death were unknown.

"Then take it back, and we'll have the food for today." McGonagall put away his sword and was ready to tie up the fiery chicken.

"Is this... Solved?" At the foot of the mountain, guy stopped and looked at the direction of the mountain unexpectedly. He also heard the shrill cry just now. The fiery chicken usually only makes this kind of cry when it is dying, and all the movement on the mountain has disappeared, indicating that the fiery chicken has been solved.

"It seems that I underestimated that boy. I dare to bring him out. I still have some skills." Guy smiles and shakes his head, relieved and ready to turn back down the hill.

"Roar!" Just then, a deafening roar came from the mountain. At the same time, there was a drumming sound of footsteps, as if some giant animal was running down the mountain.

"Copper boar!" Guy looked back at the mountain in shock. His face suddenly changed, and he ran toward the mountain with his javelin in his hand.

Copper boar, level 3 Warcraft, flat impact, even level 5 knights are afraid to face the hard resistance, if it is down from the mountain, level 6 knights are afraid to dodge in a hurry.

If McGonagall and his daughter meet with such an aggressive and irascible Warcraft, they are afraid that they will not take him.

"Copper boar? How the hell did this thing get out of here! "

"No! It's coming down the mountain. Run

"The father and daughter are completely cold. Let's go. Let's go. We can't afford the boar going down the mountain!"

The mercenaries at the foot of the mountain are also surprised. Many weak mercenaries and mercenary regiments are in a hurry to retreat. It's no joke for Level 3 Warcraft to rub against each other. They have some sympathy for McGonagall's experience.

……

The roar really surprised MEG, who was about to clean up the fiery chicken. He raised his eyes, and his eyes were all round.

On the hillside, a wild boar about the size of an elephant came running towards them. In front of them, there were a pair of straight tusks half a meter long. There were two rows of sharp teeth in the big opening, and the whole body was covered with black spines.

The water in the spring pool is trembling slightly. With such weight and speed, the frontal impact is almost the same as that of a heavy truck.

"The trough! System, you don't deliberately make such a wild boar to prove your calculation right MEG growled in his heart.

"Wow, what a big pig, father. Can we still eat boar meat at night?" Amy also stood up with the ugly duckling in her arms and looked at the boar coming straight. She was not afraid at all and asked with expectation.