Hunting College

"Demon Hunting College (

The invisibility cloak Jiang Yu provided was very generous, but it was still too powerful to cover up the figure of the two adult wizards, so the two of them leaned very close under the cloaks, and they were cautious in any movements.

Although Zheng Qing felt that they were far away from the guardian circle, and those creatures with brown outlines in the oak forest would definitely not be able to find them, but after hearing the witch’s whispering, he was still admonishing. Reduced his actions, and at the same time moved closer to the witch.

With more physical contact, the earlier awkward feeling slowly subsided.

Zheng Qing was finally able to chat with Jiang Yu in a slightly more natural state.

"Wow," the young public servant sighed softly, and asked for words: "Did you see the mushroom cloud just now? It's so beautiful..."

"I feel that the explosive charm you used is a bit too much." The witch remarked pertinently.

"Safety first, safety first." The wizard patted the gray cloth bag hanging around his waist, half proud and half showing off: "When you go out, safety is the most important thing. Moreover, this kind of consumable can be used anytime, anywhere. Draw some pictures."

As he spoke, the black cat's tail behind him involuntarily flicked left and right, as if responding to his happy mood. The tip of the tail swept Jiang Yu's body, and the witch tried her best to suppress the urge to pull the black cat's tail in her heart, and her hairy cat ears trembled slightly because of this effort.

"The speed is a bit slow." She pulled the vine in her hand and directed the dogs to run faster, and at the same time poked the wizard next to her with her elbow: "...You are too close."

Zheng Qing's face turned red suddenly.

Outside the cloak of invisibility and in front of the reins of the vines, there seemed to be babbling laughter among the coolie edamame. The young public servant was embarrassed and shook the ‘rein’ in his hand, and whispered:

"Run steady... Keep away from the river!"

The jade-like stream slowly dipped back on the side of the dog and the wizards, the surface of the water was sparkling, and there was no trace of anger. When the small river bypassed several rolling hills and reached its end, Zheng Qing's vision suddenly widened.

The small river like a jade belt merges into a broad blue river.

It was as if someone had intercepted a section of the sky from the top of his head and threw it on this field. The blue sky, white clouds, and sunlight were mixed together, flowing in the river.

On both sides of the big blue river, there are paddy fields and small farmland, dotted with smoke, fences, and huts. As if entering the civilized world from the wilderness in an instant.

Go further.

On the opposite bank of the big blue river, a small black city can be vaguely seen.

The five edamame screamed happily, and rushed straight towards the small city.

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Nikita stood on the edge of a pit.

'Zhu Zhu', wearing a tuxedo robe and small leather shoes, sits on a tree stump not far from the banshee, with a few fleshy fat ancestors under his feet, and a few strong ancestors leaning behind him, looking up The dappled sunlight leaking from the cracks in the leaves narrowed his eyes comfortably.

This is where Jiang Yu assumed the remains of the guardian circle after the explosion.

Said to be a relic, in fact, there are not many traces left here-the violent explosion almost razed the hill to the ground, and then the furious Shantak birds also swept towards the leader’s screams. The ruins spat.

Shantak's saliva is comparable to the oldest green dragon, which is mixed with many highly toxic and corrosive liquids. It was originally destroyed by the explosion and was baptized by Shantak's bird saliva. Therefore, when Nikita came from the depths of the enchanted forest, only one appeared in front of her with a pungent smell. There are large pits several meters deep.

In such a ruin, it is almost impossible to distinguish the traces of magic once used, or to restore its former appearance.

The banshee stared at the pit blankly and remained silent for a long time.

The Shantak bird flock still hovered over the oak forest, casting a deep shadow. It's just that the leader of the bird flock, the biggest Shatak, is not in his own flock.

It crawls under the slope, spreads its wings, and its huge horse head almost burrows into the soil. The two remaining limbs with only the length of Mich are skimmed backwards at a strange angle. The wound is still not fully healed, green. His blood drenched the rough gravel ground.

But this big bird couldn't see the irritability before.

It just spread its wings, trembling all over, silently waiting for the banshee's ruling.

"Mistakes are the worst word in the world."

The banshee stared at the deep pit and commented indifferently: "A momentary error may cause long pain and tragedy... Maybe you think it is a painful thing to break your leg, but believe me, this world There are many things on this, more tragic than breaking two legs."

Chief Shatak's head was buried a little lower~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and his body was shaking more and more.

Suddenly, the banshee felt a little emotional.

She shook her wrists, and shook the three mini black dragons on the ground on the ground, and said casually: "Your dinner."

After the black dragon leaves Nikita's wrist, it swells in the wind. In a short while, it changes from the thickness of the chopsticks to the thickness of the teacup, then the thickness of the bowl and the thickness of the bucket. When it hits the ground, its body is already thicker than the thickest in the oak forest. That old oak is still thicker.

There was no fight, no howl, no struggle.

As if a yin wind blows from the deepest part of the abyss, the three black scorpions have their left and right heads biting the wings of Chief Shatak, the middle head biting its neck, just a tugging, making this head look like a little whale The monster was torn to pieces.

The green blood rained down, hitting the scorched grass blades and the upturned soil, smearing the edge of the oak forest with a sordid color.

Nikita looked away from the pit and fell to her feet.

Under her feet, there were several old ancestors crawling. Time took away the shine on their fur, and also took away their courage, but allowed them to accumulate enough wisdom.

Unlike the ugly big bird, under the huge skull, the amount of gray matter is not as large as that of Zu Ge's fist.

"It's your turn."

"I hope you can say something useful." The banshee stretched out her finger, rounded the long hair that fell around her ear, kicked the nearest ancestor, and watched the brown figure in the air. Sliding through a beautiful arc, my mood finally improved a little: "...otherwise I will feed you all to Xiao Hei for supper."

The three black dragons turned their heads, opened their mouths, trying to show a docile smiling face.

The green blood ran down its fangs and the corners of its mouth, making the smiling face look particularly hideous and unconvincing.