"Miss, she is going to send a monster." The smile on Zizhu's face disappeared, and there was a hint of worry in his eyes.
Although the young lady is more powerful than before, she doesn't know how to fight and cannot compare with fighting and monsters.
There was a solemn look in Mu Hanyue's eyes. Warcraft are ferocious in nature, but there are also docile ones. She had read in books that they could be called out to fight together.
However, this is not a summoner. The summoner directly summons the monster. Mu Shiying can only say that the monster can help her, but it cannot fight together.
Mu Shiying looked at the two people's changed expressions and sneered: "Are you afraid? Who just kept provoking this lady? I'm going to show you the consequences of provoking me.
"
After saying that, he shouted: "Wind Eagle, come out."
As soon as she finished speaking, a flying eagle with blue hair and a sharp beak appeared next to her. The flying eagle was half the size of Mu Shiying's body.
"Five-star monster." Zizhu looked at the flying eagle and blurted out unconsciously.
Mu Hanyue raised her eyebrows. She also had a certain understanding of the levels of Warcraft, but this was the first time she had seen one in person.
This was the first time she saw a blue-haired flying eagle, and she had to say that this world was very strange.
"Humph, you still have some knowledge." Mu Shiying snorted coldly after listening to Zizhu's words, her expression was very arrogant.
She sneered and glanced at Mu Hanyue: "Trash, your death has come." After saying that, she patted Feng Ying's head and said in a deep voice: "Isn't her meat very delicious? Be good, I'll give it to you.
, go and enjoy it.”
The wind eagle flapped its wings twice, then flew up and rushed in the direction of Mu Hanyue. His eyes were shining, and his meaning was very clear, he wanted it.
"Miss, be careful." Zizhu flashed and blocked Mu Hanyue's attack from the wind eagle with quick eyes and hands. His sharp claws touched her back and immediately left several bright red marks.
Mu Hanyue supported Zizhu's staggering body, placed her aside, and said in a deep voice: "I'll do it, you don't want to interfere."
Zizhu is no match for Feng Ying, and he will only die if he goes there.
The wind eagle flapped its wings twice, with a fierce light in its eyes, and rushed towards Mu Hanyue again, more than doubling its speed.
Mu Hanyue's eyes narrowed and she quickly moved to the side. Feng Ying followed suit without giving her any chance to react.
Mu Hanyue's eyes suddenly turned cold, she took out the silver thread in her hand and scratched it on Feng Ying's belly, moving as fast as a ghost.
However, something strange happened. Feng Ying did not dodge. Taking advantage of Mu Hanyue's approach, he struck out with his sharp claws. The moment Mu Hanyue retracted her hand, the claws struck at her arm and pulled out a piece of her sleeve, while also carrying it with her.
Some blood stains.
Feng Ying screamed and spun around in mid-air, his eyes mocking, as if he was laughing at Mu Hanyue's overestimation. There was no scar or mark on his stomach at all. The blow seemed to be driven into a sponge.
Generally, it doesn't have much attack power.
"Haha... Ordinary weapons can't hurt Feng Ying at all. Are you scared, useless person? Please beg me. If you beg me, maybe if I am in a good mood, I can let you go." Mu Shi
Yingman smiled wildly, with a slightly ferocious look on her face.
When she saw Mu Hanyue deflated, she felt very happy, her heart felt extremely happy, and she was finally relieved of the suffocation she had felt just now.