Chapter 222： Autumn tour combination (reward for Ripley plus 3/6!)

Looking at the woman who appeared out of thin air, everyone rushed to the side, and the cold atmosphere had already revealed her identity.

McGonagall looked at the woman with some caution. This may be the biggest crisis he encountered after coming to the world, but it may be because of the fusion of the memory of Meg Alex, from the beginning of the dragon, he is the slightest There is no feeling of fear, more is to guard against her shot.

Amy, who was behind McGonagall, sneaked out his head, his eyes narrow and round, full of joy.

The tall World of Warcraft hounds were scared to lie on the ground and did not dare to pop the sound. The ugly duckling held by Amy in his arms was eager to try, without fear, waving his little claws, seeming to show himself The minions.

The woman's skin is as white as snow, about 20 years old, looks very beautiful, but the look and temperament is extremely cold, just like the fairy who descended above the nine days, not eating the fireworks, not knowing what is warm and cold, the body The long skirt is like a frosty scent.

The dark blue scorpion moved away from McGonagall's body and fell to the ugly duckling held by Amy, who was hiding behind McGonagall, and paused with a bit of doubt.

Then she looked up at Amy and her eyes were slightly bright. The ice and cold atmosphere around the body of McGonagall and Amy swung away, and she took back her eyes and walked toward the city. Every step was taken, the ground would There is a big snow bloom.

"Strange little things, not afraid of me? It seems that most of them are kittens with broken brains." Elizabeth shook her head slightly, whispering herself with a voice she could hear, and the frost rose from her feet. Disappeared at the gate of the city.

When the woman left, the repressed gas field disappeared instantly, and the cold atmosphere slowly dispersed. The people present were relieved.

The dragon's own gas field is too scary. If you are standing here with a seven-level magician or a seven-level knight, there is no such feeling that you can't breathe.

Everyone looked at McGonagall and they had a good luck. They had a good luck with their father and daughter. They met a dragon with good temper and good weight, and then continued on their own journey.

"Wow, my father, just the white dragon sister is so beautiful! And how suddenly disappeared?" Amy sneaked out from behind McGonagall, looking at McGon with curiosity and surprise.

"It should be a kind of magic that is transmitted." McGonagall’s mood was also relaxed at once, laughing and saying that if he had just been out of the city, he would be killed. It is estimated to be the most awkward adventure in history.

However, it seems that it is just a stunned, this white dragon girl will probably not meet again in the future? It’s pretty fairy.

"This is awesome, father, adult, Amy has to learn this!" Amy looked up and looked forward to seeing McGonagall.

"Well, I will help you and the teacher tomorrow." McGonagall smiled and unloaded the pot. This is really not true.

"Okay, the half-beard teacher will definitely!" Amy nodded happily.

"Let's go, let's go." McGonagall touched Amy's head with a smile, then extended his finger and clicked on the head of the ugly duckling. He said: "The ugly duckling, you are not allowed to show hostility to others in the future. You look like this. Isn’t it enough for people to sew your teeth and show your little cute claws?”

"喵喵~" The ugly duckling looked at his little paws, and some of the grievances called for two sounds, struggling to lift his little claws.

"Shrink up." Amy stretched out her hand and took a shot.

"Oh." The ugly duckling immediately retracted his paw and nestled in her arms.

McGonagall took the map out of the bag and looked at it. As a common first-class Warcraft, the flaming chicken is widely distributed outside the city of chaos, and there are many places.

"Let's go to the periphery of this Stranglethorn Vale, the risk factor is lower." McGonagall looked at it for a while, identified the direction, put away the map, and took Amy's little hand forward.

If the map was thrown to McGonagall in the past, it is now a book, but now McGonagall can easily understand the various information contained in it. As a general in the front line, the professionalism of McGonagall is not doubtful.

The thorny ridge is one of the relatively low risk factors in many dangerous places outside the city. It is famous for its thorns and bushes in the mountains and plains. Of course, this low is also a dangerous place for all kinds of seven or eight levels of Warcraft in comparison to other movements. In this Stranglethorn Valley, There are often five levels of Warcraft infested, three levels, four levels of walking, the first level, the second level is everywhere.

Although it is called the valley, it is actually composed of several valleys and a mountain range. There are various kinds of mountains and herbs that are not spoiled by World of Warcraft. The reward price of these things may be more than that of a high-end Warcraft. High, so it has become the target of many mercenaries.

And because there are few high-end Warcraft haunts, generally only looking for two or three level 4 mercenary groups, you can safely enter Stranglethorn, whether it is looking for herbs or hunting World of Warcraft, is a good place.

Moreover, the City of Chaos has given the mercenaries of the chaotic guilds the strongest amulets and rules. In the execution of the mission, they cannot be killed by each other. Once an abnormal death of the members occurs, the guild will investigate the situation, no matter what the person who shot. The background and strength, the city of chaos will not be tolerated, and one life will be lost.

In the past few years, the high-level gray temple was dispatched to kill dozens of high-ranking mercenaries, including a nine-level demon. This rule began to be deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, unless you absolutely grasped that it would not be discovered, otherwise it would kill people. This kind of thing will not happen in the chaotic guild.

McGonagall is going to the west **** of Stranglethorn Vale. There is a hot spring there. The temperature is much higher than the surrounding area, so there will always be flaming chickens.

At the gate of the city, there was a flat ground covered with black stones. The road after that was stepped on by a mercenary.

A team of knights wearing light armor rode along the middle of the road, raising a dust, causing some people to dissatisfied.

An old mercenary rushed to his own car, and walked slowly and without hesitation. There were still a few childish teenagers sitting on the four faces behind him. They were full of curiosity and looked around. It seems to be the first time to go out of town. Rookie mercenary.

There are five or six horses behind, and the horsebacks are full of armed mercenaries. Both the equipment and the demeanor can be seen as the veterans of the wilderness. Today, they should all come out with the rookies to see the world.

Of course, the most eye-catching is McGonagall, a small bag, holding a four-year-old little luoli, a small luoli holding a small orange cat in his arms, this combination said that there is no violation of the autumn tour. But now it is going to the dangerous wilderness, isn't it rushing to kill?

"Father, why do they look at us with strange eyes?" Amy asked strangely as Meg.

"Probably..." McGonagall indulged for a moment, touched his chin, and nodded seriously: "I am so amazingly handsome?"