Harry Potter: I Am a Legend

The hunter closed his mouth and stopped talking, but the men holding the torch slowly gathered around. The smiles on their faces were gradually replaced by desire. Under the temptation of Veeva blood, the hormones in their blood secreted a lot. .

The craziness and weirdness of this group of people greatly exceeded Aglaia's expectations. She originally wanted to kindly remind them to leave here, but she did not expect to fall into a trap. No, this is no longer a trap, this is a complete magic cave.

She no longer hesitated, raised her wand and pointed it at the crowd.

"Fainted..."

Before she finished her words, a sharp pain came from the beacon on her wrist. The signal planted during the day was like being pressed by a charcoal fire. The pain came so suddenly that she didn't grasp the wand firmly, and the spell was immediately interrupted.

She was stepped on her wrist by an adult man, and several others rushed over.

Aglaia smashed the wizard's chin with a elbow, smashed his nosebleeds out, and then broke free and threw at his wand vigorously.

But the wand was kicked away. The hunter kicked the wand away and walked up, holding her throat in one hand.

"You promised me that something will be shared with us."

"Fuck you!"

Aglaia spit on his face.

He dips his fingers into his saliva and **** in amusement. The expression is mixed with desire and calm:

"Why do you refuse to reproduce? Why do you want to refuse the happiness that God bestows. Isn't that what people do in the world?"

"madman!"

A grimace flashed in Aglaia's eyes, her heart was cruel, her tongue pressed against her upper jaw, and a whistle was blown out.

"Shhh!!"

After the whistle was blown, the hunter severely pressed her on the snow and was about to tear her clothes.

At this time, the sky suddenly darkened. A black shadow passed by.

In just a second, the hunter's head was cut through by a sharp razor, and he flew high in the sky in a blink of an eye. He kept the tearing action and solidified on the spot.

After about two seconds, blood spurted from the broken neck of his neck, spraying more than two feet high.

Aglaia broke free from the headless corpse in embarrassment, and spit out a mouthful of blood on the ground. One tumbling picked up his own wand. Pointing around with blood on his face, shaking unceasingly.

There was no sound.

thump.

The corpse of the headless man fell on the snow, and the hot blood gushing from the broken part soon stained the ground, like a dirty rose.

boom! !

A behemoth more than six meters in length fell from the sky and stood in the snow. It shook the hunter's head, shaking the snow on its brown body, and sprayed a hot white mist from its nostrils.

It forced its upper and lower jaws, the man's head was smashed, and the white brain mixed with blood shot out from the tree wasp's mouth.

It was the Hungarian hornet, looking at the crowd cruelly.

The group of men were all shivering. I don't know who took the lead and exclaimed. The group of men and women in perverted clothes fled like birds and beasts.

In the next second, the tree wasp raised his hair and let out a loud roar.

More than a dozen fire dragons surrounded the forest in all directions, like the most professional hunters, leaving no vitality.

In front of the dragons, the wizards and Muggles were like animals. They didn't even know how to resist. They didn't even draw out their wands, so they wailed and let the fire dragon consume themselves.

Within a few minutes, the screams in the forest subsided. Instead, only the terrible sound made by the dragons when they eat.

All dragons indulged in the carnival of killing.

Only the tree wasp was motionless. It neither cannibalized nor killed. Just looking at Aglaia coldly with apricot eyes.

The saved Aglaia complained endlessly, her original intention was to summon the green dragon to help herself, no matter how short-nosed it was, the short-nosed dragon was fine.

But for some reason, the Hungarian hornet brought all the dragons.

Although this seems to save itself, it must not be for loyal purposes. It is demonstrating to itself and testing itself. But now, with his embarrassed appearance, in its eyes, he definitely doesn't deserve to be a leader.

This time, it was not he who gave the dragon group food instructions...

After a while, the group of dragons finished their supper, the Fangtooth dragon flapped its wings and came back with a section of intestines in its mouth. It stopped on the branch, while the egg white eyes were full of blood, and it stopped by the legs of the Hungarian hornet. The other dragons either dangled their arms and thighs.

Without exception, they squatted beside the tree wasp, their nostrils sprayed with hot white air. His eyes were full of doubt. I wonder if the embarrassed girl in front of me really deserves to be their leader.

A scorching air current blew Aglaia's back, she did not look back, but she knew that her green dragon was behind her at the moment. But this time, it didn't help itself against the tree bees. Because its heart is also full of doubts.

The mask that has been used for disguise is shattered. The situation took a turn for the worse, even more dangerous than the weird villagers who had just arrived.

Aglaia stood motionless, staring at the Hungarian hornet that challenged him.

The tree wasp licked its sharp teeth.

Slowly walked out of the dragon group, with a very clear posture, it wanted to become the new leader of the dragon group.

Aglaia almost cursed his mother in his heart. If it weren't for himself, this guy would have died in that dark cave long ago, just like the grown-up black dragon and fireball.

But in a blink of an eye, it will challenge itself for the status of a leader of the dragon group, and may even kill itself. This is too real.

The tree wasp moved forward, and the other dragons slowly dispersed. As dragons, they know that this is a battle between leaders. Either a new leader will be elected, or the challenger will be punished by the leader.

A duel is inevitable, and Aglaia knows that he cannot be the ambitious opponent of this ambitious tree wasp after he has traveled for more than half a month.

She took a step to the left, raised her wand, and a smashing curse blasted the ground, and while the snow was flying, she ran away with no intention of turning back.

The tree wasp became excited like a chicken blood, and it rushed out of smoke. A dragon's breath ten meters long was expelled from his mouth.

Roar! ! !

The fire illuminates the snowy night, and Aglaia pounces on the snow, avoiding the deadly dragon's breath.

call! call!

The Hungarian hornet stepped on the snow in excitement, twisted its huge body, and ran over Aglaia. It did not see the girl lying motionless in the snow.

Aglaia looked at the long tail swaying above her head, her heart beating like a drum, waiting for the tree wasp to run by, she hurriedly got up and ran to the other side.

Hearing the sound, the tree wasp suddenly turned around, flapped its wings, and ejected a fan-shaped wall of fire. This wall of fire was more violent than the breath just now.

Oh shit.....!

Aglaia wanted to cry without tears, and could only run wildly. The tree wasp opened its **** mouth and snapped at Aglaia's head. To it, the girl in front of him was no different from the hunter just now.

Seeing the dragon head close at hand, she drew out her dagger and cut off her waist-length silver hair. The cat crawled around her waist and rushed out of the woods like a Muggle.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she got out of the bushes, she saw a cliff that was hundreds of meters high.

Turning his head again, the challenger Hungarian Hornet broke countless tree trunks and rushed to Aglaia in high spirits, staring at her with apricot eyes and staring at her without blinking.

Other dragons also rushed over, like melon-eaters watching the live broadcast. The victory of this duel is extremely important to them, because it determines who they will go with in the future.

Looking at the dragons, Aglaia's mouth was bitter.

Is everything over?

I knew I wouldn't save these white-eyed wolves...

Seeing the dawn of victory, the tree wasp was so proud that it raised its head and let out a roar.

However, at this moment, a curse like an electric light from far and near directly knocked the triumphant tree wasp to the ground.

It rolled around, before it could get up.

A man apparated near the dragon's neck with his fingers together, and quickly and fiercely poked the tree wasp's neck. The tree wasp weighing up to a ton was stabbed and rolled again on the ground, hitting the snow heavily.

The tree wasp was a little dazed by the series of sneak attacks, it got up and looked at the man warily.

The man put his finger up and said, "Shhh."

One person and one dragon looked at each other for a few seconds, and the huge mental field made the tree bee shiver, lying motionless on the ground. No more poses as a challenger.

For a time, this man's spirit and will have the absolute upper hand.

The dragons who came afterwards also had no sound. They lowered their heads, crawling on the ground, as quiet as a group of dogs.

Aglaia looked at the figure in shock. She had seen her father train the dragon, so she could naturally distinguish the difference between an expert and a layman. This man used spirit and energy to communicate and compete with the dragon. There is no doubt that he is a master.

Taming the queen bee, the man looked at Aglaia. He has black and white hair and blue eyes. Wearing a high-necked trench coat.

It was a family member, and Aglaia's eyes lit up. She threw herself into the man's arms without hesitation, and for a while, she wanted to cry loudly.

"Jacob!"

The man seemed to be taken aback by her action. He looked down at the girl who was hugging him tightly. He didn't know where to put his hands. It seemed that this hug was more terrifying than a group of fire dragons.

A few seconds later, the corners of his mouth twitched, he stiffly reached out and touched Aglea’s silver hair, and asked:

"Why are you here? I have been looking for you for a long time."

"My father is injured."

Aglaia raised his head and said with red eyes, "He may be dying."

"That's it."

The man said softly, "Take me to see him. I haven't seen him in years."

"Good, good."

Aglaia nodded, wiped his eyes, and started to lead the way. The dragon group followed behind the two and followed each other step by step.

Being rescued by her family, her long-hanging heart suddenly fell to the ground, and her mood improved a lot. As he walked, he asked:

"Jacob, you can train dragons too?"

"A little bit of fur, not as good as your father." He said gently and modestly.

"Really?"

Aglaia didn't think too much.

When she returned to the abandoned wooden house, Fatir was already awake. He didn't know what was happening outside. At this moment, he was weakly leaning against the fire, changing his gauze.

Aglaia pushed open the door and walked quickly to Fatir's side. He took the gauze in his hand and began to change his dressing.

While switching, he said, "Uncle Jacob has come here."

"Who?"

Fatir was taken aback.

"Jacob, we are saved."

Bohan?

Fatir raised his head in amazement and saw the man standing at the door, motionless like a statue. For a time, the wind and snow grew even worse.