"What did you say?" Feiqi took off his earmuffs, and the cool wind entered his hot ears. It was a feeling of comfort. "I didn't hear it clearly just now, did you ask me what happened?"
A big teardrop flowed out of the goblin's eyes. It shook its legs and its body shaking down. The horned-winged monster's egg naturally flew out of its hands. Feiqi frowned and stretched out his hands to hold the goblin, watching the horned-winged monster's egg get closer and closer to the ground.
“SUA Hair!”
At midnight, he poked his head out of the nest, his black ears trembled, and used a spell to reduce the falling speed of the horn-winged monster egg. This oval egg, which was a circle larger than a basketball, landed on the ground, tilted, rolled around and stopped. Feiqi grabbed Pengpeng's arm with both hands, and clearly saw the goblin breathing a sigh of relief.
"The chief is so nice to me, I'm more important than eggs..." Pengpeng wiped his tears and said emotionally: "I have always known that the great chief will come to save my grandma..."
Hearing the word "save", Feiqi suddenly reacted: "Ah! There is also Tron!" He hurriedly put the goblin aside and rushed to the edge of the cliff of the platform. The rope was tightly tensed, and an arm was wrapped around it, connecting Tron.
"Pull me up!" Tron shook left and right, trying to stretch his legs to step on the rocks of the cliff. But he didn't have a long and magnificent leg that was more than one and a half meters, so he could only stay in a suspended state. "My arm is entangled, I can't break free, and I can't climb up with one hand. Dear you!"
"Don't worry, I'll pull you, and you'll stop shaking, just wait patiently!" Feiqi looked at the state of the rope and couldn't help but sigh that Tron's life was so good. This was the rope that shot the first horn-winged monster he fired. One end of the rope was tied to a huge protruding stone, and the corpse of the horn-winged monster hung on the other side of the nest platform, swaying on the other side of the nest platform. The middle section of the rope was thrown at this end of the platform, saving Tron's life.
Feiqi grabbed the rope and kicked the corpse of the horn-winged monster hard, allowing it to fall off the platform. In this way, it could tighten the rope and lift Tron up from the other side. Pengpeng also came to help, standing behind Feiqi and helping him pull the rope hard. He said while working: "Chief, Pengpeng threw the rope to Benben, isn't he doing a good job?"
"Benben?" Feiqi was stunned for a moment before he realized that Benben was referring to Tron. "You call Pengpeng? Did you throw the rope down? How did you think of this?"
"The chief can think of two more questions at once, so amazing hiss!" As the goblin tried hard to pull the rope, Pengpeng introduced himself: "After I was born, everyone called me Pengpeng's hiss. The rope was the one I threw down. Uh...uh...Is there a question behind it? What's the one hesit?"
The last question is not important. Whether it is kindness, tactical considerations or simply luck - in Feiqi's opinion, this is the most likely thing - Pengpeng threw down the rope and saved Tron. This is an unquestionable fact. Moreover, he is now helping Fitch pull Tron up with him, without considering whether humans who are taller and stronger than him will destroy the bridge across the river.
Tron's arm came up first, then a leg, and then Fitch pulled him to the cliff with his belt. He lay on his back, looking at Fitch's dirty face with blood and sweat, and suddenly burst into laughter.
"Stop laughing, let me see your hands first!"
"I feel okay, at most it's a skin injury." Tron broke his hand out of the rope and put it in front of him. His five fingers could still be used to move flexibly. "Right, it's just a simple trauma. How are you?"
"I'm lucky, bruises are inevitable, but I don't need them anyway. Oh, by the way, this goblin called Pampong threw the rope and saved you." Feiqi thought for a while and added: "He raised the egg of the horn-winged monster during the battle and attracted the attention of the enemy, so that I can successfully kill it."
Tron looked at Pengpeng. It was a sloppy, thin and poor goblin. A huge head was covered with messy hair, and tears could still be seen near his huge eyes. Out of life-saving grace, Tron reached out to him: "Thank you."
Pengpeng looked at the hand in front of him and raised his head to ask Feiqi: "Chief, is he going to capture me?"
"He said thank you for helping me, and reached out to hold it. This is a kind of etiquette. Wait... don't you understand what he said?"
Pengpeng shook his head while shook hands, while Tron looked at Feiqi with surprise while shook hands: "It's amazing, you actually know the language of goblins? Does this include this in the knowledge of aristocrats?"
"I definitely don't know goblins, and I think I should be speaking the common language!" Feiqi was also a little stunned. Then he tried it. Tron couldn't understand when he talked to the goblins, and on the other hand, the goblins couldn't understand when he talked to the goblins, but he felt that what he said was clearly the same thing.
"It must be Tianyutong, this is the blessing of the Goddess of Truth Thunder!" The devout Tron immediately found an explanation.
Feiqi has his own explanation. This language ability is likely to come from the power of the contract demon, and can communicate with all soul-bearing creatures, which is a necessary condition for signing a contract. However, among the priests of the Goddess of Truth, especially in the "Holy Word" part of the missionary preaching, some people will indeed receive the blessing of Tianyutong to break the barriers caused by language to spread faith.
"You can always pick up strange... interesting things." Tron saw midnight slowly walking over and noticed that it showed its paws to the four words "weird", so he changed his words instantly: "Gomin is a dangerous creature, don't you want to bring him back too, right?"
"Can it be more dangerous than a ghost cat?" Feiqi stopped Midnight, who was jumping over his head, grabbed it and held it in his arms, and asked the goblin: "The Horned Winged Warcraft will no longer eat you, and we will not hurt you. What are you going to do next?"
"I want to follow the chief, I want to be the chief's friend!" said the goblin, as he approached, lowered his head slightly, and pointed his finger at his head: "Pengpeng, Pengpeng his wife!"
"What does this mean? What does it mean?"
"Everyone likes Pengpeng, knocks Pengpeng's head with precious pots and mediocre boards, listens Pengpeng's hiss! Everyone will be happy, laugh, Pengpeng's hiss!"
It turned out to be "bang bang" or "bang bang", which was the sound of other goblins hitting Pengpeng's head with hard objects. Everyone hit him and then laughed, so they called him "pengpeng". The poor goblin was stretching his head now, hoping that Feiqi would like him and laugh, so he was waiting for "pengpeng's hiss".
"Wait a moment," Feiqi looked at Tron, hesitated, but asked, "What exactly does your chief need to do?"
"The chief is the most powerful. The chief eats his hair. The chief asks his friend to work and finds his own price." The goblin thought carefully, his eyes rolled around twice, and added: "The chief... When the chief has a good soup, hesitates his meat."
"If you are obedient, then I will be your chief." Feiqi stretched out his palm and touched Pengpeng's head, and dubbed with his mouth and said "Pengpeng's hiss". The goblin raised his head and saw the chief's face with a smile.
He immediately found a stone from the ground and slammed it on his head with a bang: "Pengpeng hiss!"
"Only the chief can be hiss in the future!" Feiqi said quickly. As a result, everyone fought, and the goblins who needed treatment and bandage in the end were not caused by the battle.
Tron did not support Feich to take the goblins as a pet. After all, this is not a cat, but if he was asked to object now, especially when he was rescued by the goblins, he could not do such a thing. Moreover, the three people worked together better than two, especially when pulling the Horned Winged Warcraft up from the cliff.
"I can still see the road. I'll take my backpack back. Let's spend the night on the platform tonight. Demolition of this big wooden nest can be used to make a fire." Feiqi snapped his fingers and asked Pengpeng to go with him.
It was very troublesome to climb up the platform quietly, but with ropes and two other hands, it was much easier to climb down from here. Leave the ropes along the way so that he could save some effort when he came back. Soon he brought his goblins to retrieve his backpack with food, sleeping bags and various tools.
"Meat." Feiqi took out the jerky from the bag and handed it to Pengpeng: "There are a lot, enough to eat, I still have water here."
Pengpeng took away the jerky meat and quickly put it in his mouth and chewed it: "Pengpeng is so hungry, chief is so good, chief is great hiss!"
"There is a lot of meat here, enough for you to eat for a week or two." Feiqi estimated the weight of the goblin and came to this conclusion. Then he took out a rough and damaged dagger and placed it in front of Pengpeng.
"You want to escape by assassinating the Horned Winged Warcraft, and then drop it and I picked it up. You now have weapons, food, and a vast world and freedom. There are rules, commands, and constraints in the place where I am. You can choose to leave, bring food and weapons, and be your chief."
It seemed that he had heard too many words at once, Pengpeng felt that his mind was not enough, and he reacted for a while before he followed. His lips were trembling and his big eyes were wet. Suddenly, he inserted his hand into his throat, then vomited, and sprinkled the things he had just eaten on the ground.
"The chief wants friends, and the chief wants friends, so hesitate!" He pointed to the dark mountains outside: "There is no chief there, so friends will not be hiss!"
Feich confirmed Pengpeng's idea for the second time. He saw the cunning and honest soul flame that belongs to this goblin. He glanced at midnight, then solicited the cat's opinion, and decided not to change his mind: "Then it's settled. I'll be your chief, listen to me, this is a contract... It's okay, just be obedient. Just take the dagger and eat jerky meat. Don't spit it out and waste it. Don't pick up the spit out!!!"
Pengpeng quickly shook his hands, hid behind him and rubbed his butt, destroying evidence, while pulling the corners of his mouth hard to make a particularly fake smile.
"I need to teach you a lot, some of you have learned..." Feiqi just puts things together, such as the Ice Peak Fortress, the Truth Goddess of Thunder and the Goblin, and it will be a little trouble.
Chapter completed!