The purple-veined griffin, flying at supersonic speed, left Dragon Island behind in the blink of an eye.

McGonagall hugged Elizabeth horizontally, feeling the softness squeezed in her chest, silently complaining that the frost beauty was too perfectly developed, and at the same time, she was silently restraining herself in her heart.

It's not that he deliberately took advantage of other girls, it's just that Elizabeth in his arms looks like she's going to leave at any moment, and even if McGonagall wants to put her down, she has to consider whether falling from this height of thousands of meters will turn into a pool of flesh and blood like the flaming pig just now.

Elizabeth's mind was also blank at this time, she had never been in contact with a man, and now she was being held in the arms of a man, and this guy was the enemy she had wanted to defeat for the past few years.

It's just that the previous battle has exhausted her strength, and the injuries she has endured on her body have made her lose control of her body, and even moving her fingers is an extravagant hope.

She could feel the strength and strength of the arms that hugged her, and the place where it was touched seemed to be burned, and the shame was so strong that she couldn't struggle, and even wanted to let herself pass out like this.

"Wait a minute, don't be unconscious, do you have a place to run to? Or rather, where should I send you? McGonagall asked, looking at Elizabeth, who was blushing and her eyes closed.

Although Elizabeth was saved, McGonagall had no way to bring her directly back to the McMill restaurant, which was tantamount to announcing to the world that he was Alex, who was running a McMill restaurant in the City of Chaos.

However, Elizabeth's injuries are too serious, and it is obviously impossible to repair herself, and someone must take care of her and give her timely treatment, otherwise even if she does not die, it is estimated that it will take a long time to recover.

"Where are you going?" Elizabeth reopened her eyes and looked at the blue sky, she didn't seem to have even a friend since she was a child, and there was no place to go except Frost Dragon Island.

"Isn't there a huge continent where I can go?" A hint of self-deprecation and loneliness flashed in Elizabeth's eyes, and suddenly, a figure squeezed into her mind.

"City of Chaos...... There is an ice cream parlor ......"

After Elizabeth said this, her head tilted and she was completely unconscious.

"There's an ice cream parlor? Isn't this my ice cream parlor? McGonagall glared at the unconscious Elizabeth with a melancholy expression, "Hey, this girl, you can't be so irresponsible!" You threw this pot, I can't take it?! What's going on? ”

McGonagall is completely square now, saving Elizabeth was originally a convenient thing, but now it has become a burden that cannot be shaken off.

The dragon has been rescued, and how to deal with it has become the biggest problem.

"Sister Elizabeth is going to the ice cream parlor? Could it be that after eating ice cream, she will be fine? Amy slipped out of the cloak behind McGonagall and looked curiously at Elizabeth in McGonagall's arms.

"If she didn't want to eat an ice cream before leaving, she probably thought so." McGonagall shrugged her shoulders and looked at Elizabeth in her arms, wondering what to do.

Throwing this kind of thing directly from the sky, he naturally couldn't do it, after all, Amy was still watching from the sidelines.

But it's not practical to bring it directly to your home, and it's no different from bringing it to an ice cream parlor to your home...... It's really sad to die.

"If my father brings Sister Elizabeth home, I'll have to sleep in a big bed with him, Sister Irina should care, right? Shall I tell her? Amy muttered, a little distressed.

But McGonagall was so clever that she almost didn't fall off the griffin's back, and glanced sideways at Amy, when did her cute and cute daughter become a little spy! Moreover, he still writes his own script and adds the plot!

"If you don't bring it or not, my father won't take any woman home for the night." McGonagall took a stern position.

"Doesn't Sister Shirley count?" Amy asked with a wink.

McGonagall: "......"

"Don't take anyone home for the night......" McGonagall said helplessly, the little one getting harder and harder to deal with, and sometimes even making a sudden feeling of being caught off guard.

However, Amy's words brought McGonagall a new idea, and it was obviously not possible to send Elizabeth directly to the ice cream parlor, but Mia and they were living in the ice cream parlor now, and if Elizabeth was left to be taken care of by Abei Mia, with her kindness, she would definitely not sit idly by.

Mia does things, and McGonagall is always at ease.

"System, I need some medical equipment to stop bleeding and suture the wound, the kind of fool-like operation, her injury is too serious, if the bleeding is not stopped in time, I am afraid that she will not be able to survive entering the city at night." McGonagall said inwardly, looking left and right, and then motioned for Ah Zi to land on a stone mountain.

Laying Elizabeth flat on a large flat rock, McGonagall pulled out the medical kit from behind the rock, carefully read the instructions that appeared in her mind, and then took out a pair of scissors to cut Elizabeth's clothes open and treat the wound.

She had many wounds on her body, the most serious of which belonged to two wounds in her lower abdomen and back, which were still bleeding outward.

McGonagall was just about to make a move, when she saw Amy, who was looking at her from the side, and quickly explained, "Millet, Miss Elizabeth is very badly injured, and if she is not treated now, she will die." So, I'm going to cut her clothes open now to expose the wounds, and then I can treat and stop the bleeding, it's a pure process. ”

"Uh-huh, I believe in my father." Amy nodded her little head.

"Okay, then I'll do it." McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief and used her scissors to cut Elizabeth's garment in her lower abdomen.

"My father cut open Sister Elizabeth's skirt and pulled it hard." Amy muttered.

McGonagall's hand shook, and the scissors almost flew out, it seemed that she had to find time to do the ideological work for this little comrade, and she had to be turned against her!

After settling down, McGonagall looked at the bloody wound on Elizabeth's lower abdomen, which should have been stabbed by an ice pick, and even with the dragon's powerful self-healing ability, it still failed to make the wound heal.

According to the instructions given by the system, the wound is disinfected, and then the wound is sutured with a staplor-like suture machine, and a layer of system brand secret plaster is applied, and the wound will no longer bleed.

Hurriedly taking care of a wound, McGonagall prepared the law and treated the wound on her back in the same way.

There was still a lot of time before the sun went down, and McGonagall, who had nothing to do, treated all the wounds on Elizabeth's body except for the key parts.

"My father cut off Sister Elizabeth's dress."

Amy whispered.