Hunting College

Night fell.

The moonlight smeared every corner of the Silent Forest, and the whole world shone with dim silver luster, like a rotten pearl. Under the baptism of restless magic and moonlight, this forest has become the most dangerous area on Phuket Island.

No wizard wants to appear in the silent forest at night.

But this does not mean that the forest is completely silent.

Summer insects crowed in the grass, vines spread among the tree trunks, and those hungry eyes also traveled through the forest under the cover of night, looking for something to fill the stomach.

Such as a group of misfortunes.

Under normal circumstances, this magical and magical creature lives in the crater at the end of the forest and makes a living by devouring the heat released by the volcano. Few misfortunes will appear on the riverside. The damp moisture will make them sleepy and tired, just like a murloc on the shore. If you encounter an enemy in this state, it will be a dead end.

No one wants to walk on the road of death, but in many cases, this road that can see the end at a glance is the only direction they can move forward.

Buck looked melancholy at the silver moon in the sky, sniffing the moist breath in the air, always having an urge to sneeze. But every time the itching rushed to the tip of its nose, the dangerous sensation from the depths of the woods would make it hold back the sneeze again.

This keeps it teary and blurry.

Buck is a male caterer. He was born three years ago. He has a beautiful long dark hair and a long, forked tail. In this small group of misfortunes, its age can be regarded as half of its combat effectiveness.

Therefore, the clan arranges it to be night tonight.

Buck has no way of knowing why the race moved away from the comfortable crater. Because the old leader who led the tribe out of the crater, the old man with a head and shoulders of two meters high and gray hair on his body, was caught by the waking hill giant when he passed a hill two days ago. , Wrapped a handful of branches into his mouth.

Buck's last impression of the old leader was a flash of fire from the hill giant's mouth.

The leader seemed to scream, and Buck was not sure. Because at that time, the entire ethnic group was frightened by the sudden onset of the hill giant and fled, and lost several small misfortunes along the way.

Those little guys must be so bad.

Thinking of this, Buck took another look at the silver moon in the air and sighed deeply.

In the past, when I lived in the crater, the moon in the night was the favorite view of the warriors. Lying in the warm magma and enjoying the touch of the moonlight, every pore would exude a breath called'comfort' .

But since leaving the crater, the silver moon has become much colder.

Every thought of this makes Buck a little confused. Because in its impression, after the ethnic group left the crater, they have been migrating in the direction of the sun, but they don't know why the weather is getting colder and the air is getting wetter. The light in the feces discharged by many adults has dimmed a lot, and the color of the dung fire in young people, such as Buck, has changed from blue-white to orange.

It is very suspicious that if it stays in the woods longer, its **** will turn dark red. That is the color that only the dying old misfortune can pull out.

I am afraid that only by returning to the crater can the color of my **** return to normal.

As for when he will return to the crater, Buck doesn't know. It vaguely remembered that the old leader said that there is a gap deep in the crater, leading to a certain place. I have never seen magma flowing in, and nothing has come out of it. The wizard school on the island knew about this, and seemed to not think It means that a monitoring circle is also set up for observation on weekdays.

Although the monitoring of the family at home made them a little uncomfortable, there was plenty of magma, abundant food, and the school sent wizards to maintain them from time to time, so there was no resistance in the clan.

It wasn't until a few months ago that the Kuroshio hit the town of Beta with a group of scourges.

That was really an accident.

When the Kuroshio surges in the Silent Forest, few magic races can stay out of it.

When the exhausted and troubled people returned from the small town to the crater, they were surprised to find that their home was confiscated by the school! A group of wizards in black robes waved the books and drove them out of the crater.

Just throw them a few baskets of charcoal fire.

"It's so bullying!"

Buck snapped his nose angrily, and spewed a few dark red sparks, which were fleeting in the wet woods. The colors of these Mars made it feel melancholy again.

It raised its head again, glanced at the golden moon in the sky, fantasizing that the golden color is sowing warm seeds to the cold world below.

Then its ears moved.

There seems to be a little movement in the forest?

Buck took a heavy breath, blinked vigorously, and put back the hot teardrops that had been blurring his vision.

It leaned down, purring threateningly in its throat, and a layer of fire glowed in its eyes~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The fire fell on a cluster of bushes not far away.

The sound came from that bush.

Buck stared at the bushes, and his throat murmured twice again, meaning that he had found the intruder and came out honestly, otherwise don't blame him for being polite.

The bush was silent for a few seconds.

Then with the swaying of the branches and leaves, a gray figure jumped out of the bushes and appeared in front of Buck, wagging his tail excitedly at it. It looked like he had seen relatives whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

The young misfortune snorted, reducing the fire in his eyes.

A dog?

In other words, a lost catastrophe?

It is not so sure. Because from the outside, Weidou looks similar to ordinary domestic dogs, except that ordinary dogs eat meat and poop, while Weidou eats charcoal fire to pull manure. Gray fur is the color of minor misfortunes.

As for the other party's tail not forking, it's not a big problem. Most of the misfortune groups do not fork their tails. It's like Buck who has a forked tail, which is very rare.

This confusion disappeared without a trace in the next second.

Because the strange dog opposite wagged its tail and screamed softly at it:

"Meow~!"

Buck's tail flicked, and a cluster of sparks appeared behind his ass.

No misfortune would bark like this, and no real dog would bark like this!

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The dog that appeared in front of Buck was edamame.

Of course, it does not yet know that it has a new name.

After accepting Zheng Qing's order to find the owner of the snake sloughing fragments, it took only half a night for Edamame to extend the clues from inside the school to outside the school, all the way to the depths of the Silent Forest.

That breath is hidden not far from this group of misfortunes.