Chapter 908

"It's the lion that can fly!" Amy's eyes brightened and exclaimed with some surprise.

The Griffin, who was excited to come to McGonagall, saw and heard Amy's words. His body began to slow down like lightning, and then fell to the cliff for a circle, and then flew again. He stopped at a height of more than ten meters. He looked at Amy with a suspicious face, as if he was looking at some terrible person, but he wanted to get close.

McGonagall was surprised and wanted to laugh. He was so big that he was scared by Amy?

"Ah Zi, come down." MEG raised his head and cried to the purple Griffin.

"Ouch..." ah Zi looked at MEG, then at Amy, and came down carefully.

"Purple? What a lovely name Amy blinked, then looked at MEG curiously and said, "father, do you know him?"

"Well, an old friend." McGonagall nodded with a smile. Looking at the purple Griffin, he couldn't help but feel angry and want to laugh. This appearance doesn't match Rafael at all. It doesn't have the powerful appearance of tearing the devil just now. On the contrary, it's like a fool. His voice increased a few minutes and said, "ah Zi, come down!"

After a while in mid air, the purple Griffin still landed on the cliff. Although he looked at Amy with vigilance, he still couldn't help leaning his brain bag towards MEG and rubbing his shoulder, as if he was flattering him.

"Wow, good boy, I also want to touch ah Zi's head." Amy's eyes lit up the little star and stretched out her little hand to ah Zi's head.

But before Amy's little hand reached out, the purple Griffin brushed his head back and glared at his eyes, as if he was going to be murdered.

MEG looked at the purple Griffin, still did not know why he was so afraid of her, relieved: "purple, this is Amy, my daughter, very kind."

"Little purple, darling, put your head over here and touch it for me." Amy looked at the purple Griffin, then took out the one person high magic wand and said with a smile: "otherwise, I'll blow your dog's head."

The purple Griffin was frightened, and immediately put his head over to Amy's hands.

"Good boy." Amy reached out and touched the shivering head of the purple Griffin. The smile on her face was as bright as the light on the mage's staff.

McGonagall: "and

It's an unconventional first meeting, but McGonagall looks at the purple Griffin who has stopped trembling and begins to show an expression of enjoyment, with a smile on his face.

Although it's not clear what makes Amy so powerful in ah Zi's heart, it seems that it's not a big problem at present.

"Father, did you just command little purple to kill all the bad guys?" Amy touched violet's hairy head and looked at MEG curiously.

"So to speak." MEG nodded.

"I said that my father is super powerful, even the little pet is so powerful." Amy's expression was a little excited, but soon sighed: "but... The ugly duckling is too fat. Even if it turns into a white swan, it must be a super fat white swan. It can only roll on the ground."

McGonagall imagines that picture. The smile on his face grows stronger. He puts Amy on the ground and takes out two sets of black clothes from his bag. "Now we are going to kill all the remaining villains and then save the people who are caught by them. But the real heroes never let others know their real purpose, so we need to disguise."

Amy's eyes lit up and asked curiously, "is it like those legends? A hero with a mask saves people in trouble without leaving his name. "

"Yes, so we can't tell a third person except us about everything we do today, and we can't make any noise in the battle later." MEG looked at Amy and said seriously, "can you do it, little hero Amy?"

"I can!" Amy nodded seriously.

"Good. Let's go." MEG puts on a black windbreaker for Amy, then puts on a small black and white mask for her, then puts on all his equipment, and jumps on the Griffin's back with Amy in his arms.

"Come on, purple, go to those guys' home." MEG patted the Griffin on the back.

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

The Griffin's wings fluttered and rushed to the sky. In a flash, it disappeared, leaving only a horse shivering on the edge of the cliff, but tied and unable to escape.

……

At the bottom of the basin, people at the gray temple are studying the crime scene, trying to find some useful information from the bodies and black ash, and people are working on the cave entrance that collapsed.

Brandley and several members of the grey temple are inquiring about the rose mercenary regiment. They are the witnesses of the incident and the first people to live under the killers.

"My Lord, as we just said, the devil who escaped got into the cave, but the cave had been collapsed by the purple Griffin with a thunder ball. We don't know whether he was killed by that blow or escaped from the cave. However, the interior of these caves is very open, and many of them are connected with each other. If he has escaped, I'm afraid it's difficult to catch him. " Dennis looked at blandley and said, looking back at the scene, he was still a little scared.

Brandley nodded his head and said, "it's hard. We'll deal with all the problems in the grey temple here. You can go back to the chaotic city to recuperate. If necessary, you may need to cooperate in the investigation."

"Well, it's about the safety of our mercenaries. We will cooperate well." Everyone nodded solemnly.

"Here it is There was a cry of surprise from the side of the cave excavation, and the soldiers came forward quickly. Soon, a demon who was struck by thunder was black and smoking in his mouth was carried out by several spirit ropes, and his leg was crushed by a huge stone, and he was dying.

Brandley came forward, looked at the devil and said coldly, "give me your life, then pry his mouth open and ask where they are hiding."

……

About thirty miles to the west of the basin, there is a big mountain. To the west of the mountain is an almost vertical cliff. With the opposite mountain, a cloud shrouded Canyon is formed. The thick fog covers the whole Canyon, and no one can be seen from a few meters away.

At the bottom of the canyon, however, there are a lot of thick trees. For thousands of years, few people have been disturbed, and a few people surround them. Thick trees can be seen everywhere.

A purple Griffin falls quietly outside the canyon.