Hunting College

While talking, the group had already crossed the lake, through the small woods, and came to the remote open space under the high wall of Huanfu.

Although away from the hustle and bustle of the dance party, this lawn is not dead.

The mole cricket hid in the warm and humid layer of humus and sang a monotonous tune; Jin Zhonger hid in the crevices of the stone and rang the crisp bells; the cricket was lying on the slender neck of the rush, sucking the dew between the sheaths , Played the wonderful pipa; and Qiu Chan, after a long day, these little bugs who survived raced against time and praised this magical world with singing.

Until the young wizards broke in and were surprised that Qiu Chong was playing hard, interrupting their concerto.

Of course, neither Zhang Jixin nor Zheng Qing nor the more sensitive Lin Guo noticed their influence on the world of insects.

These young people have more important things to care about.

"Before starting training, let's see your'Ping Tian Dasheng' first." Zhang Jixin put his fingerless gloves on his hands, and looked at Zheng Qing with questioning eyes.

Lin Guo opened her schoolbag, took out a bamboo basket, opened the lid, and directed the light bugs in the bamboo basket to hang on different branches in groups to provide the necessary light for everyone's training.

"It's just a Minotaur," the young public-sponsored student lowered his head and muttered, "In this case, then..."

As he said, he reached into his arms and took out his Merlin medal.

The brass chassis reveals a bit of brown deepness in the low light. The six-pointed star array on the medal is inlaid with mithril, which is far inferior to the six-pointed star outlined by the Great Merlin Medal with precious stones. Only the other side flower in the center of the medal is in full bloom, gorgeous and solemn.

Zheng Qing's fingertips lightly drew three circles along the traces of the six-pointed star, and at the same time used the magic text to read the real name of the summoned.

Before long, a hazy clear light appeared on the medal, and then a spot of light jumped out from the stamens of the other shore flower, fell in the air, and suddenly turned into a silver-white halo.

The low roar sounded vaguely in the halo, seemed to be coming from far, far away, and it seemed a bit intermittent.

Linguo swallowed loudly.

Zheng Qing looked back, and as expected, everyone's expressions seemed a little nervous.

"It's coming out soon," he hesitated, and then reminded: "It just looks a bit fierce, but actually has a good temper... Have you ever seen a bad-tempered cow?"

"I have seen it," Fatty Xin shivered rarely, and shook his head: "When I was ten years old, I went to Ronda in Andalusia with my uncle to meet the people of Francis. You know, those Spanish people are very hospitable. , They invited us to watch a bullfight. It was a wild demon transformed from a purebred North African bull... It was terrible, it was a nightmare!"

"Please," Zheng Qing looked at the fat man helplessly: "You should scare Lin Guo into tears...Couldn't you give me an example of raising your breath?"

Fatty Xin blinked his eyes in confusion, turned his head laboriously, and glanced at Ling Guo.

The little wizard was hiding behind the blue bird with only one pair of eyes exposed, staring at the aperture in the air, as if shivering.

"Would you like some popcorn?" The fat man paused, took out a large box of popcorn from the watch storage, and drew in front of a few teammates: "Eat something to relieve mental stress..."

Before the voice fell, the halo that was hanging in the air trembled violently.

"Boom!"

A huge bull head came out from the halo and looked around.

"Moo?!!!" It glared at the big bull's eyes of the copper bell, shook its head, and yelled at the young wizards who were watching.

A slightly fishy breeze rushed towards the onlookers with the roar.

Maybe everyone thought it was a shame to be scared by a bull head, so no one avoided it—even Lin Guo bravely walked out from behind the blue bird.

"I remember you were talking about a two-headed Minotaur?!" Zhang Jixin pulled the **** his glove, turned his head and looked at Zheng Qing in surprise: "How come it seems that there is only one head!"

"The passage is a bit narrow... the people of the Trident Sword told me that the original brass Merlin Medal could not summon this kind of creature, although after certain adjustments, the passage problem has not been perfectly solved." Zheng Qing spread his hand, revealing A somewhat helpless expression: "If the Mithril Magic Array is replaced by the Gem Magic Array, it will definitely come out at once."

"Moo..." Another roar came from the halo, interrupting the chat of the two young wizards.

Compared with the previous bull roar, the second roar sounded more vigorous and full of air.

"boom!"

The second bull's head squeezed out the halo, swaying from side to side like its other head, as if it had just passed through the door and made it feel a little uncomfortable.

"I've always been curious, since Minotaur is a creature with a certain amount of wisdom...why is their language not translated by the school's'General Knowledge Array'?" Fatty Xin held the popcorn in his arms while squeaking. While chewing, he whispered: "I guess the two shouts it just yelled should be'what do you call me?' It squeezed me to death!' These two meanings."

"Wow, it's really impressive." Xiao Xiao held the notebook and stood beside Xin. The brush in his hand was writing fast, but it didn't affect him at the same time sarcastically: "I didn't expect you to understand the language of the tauren... ...If you call those two monotonous roars language."

"Boom, boom!"

Two cow hoofs fell on the ground, shaking the soles of everyone's feet, and at the same time dispelling Fatty Xin's urge to refute Xiao Xiao.

"I finally know why it is called Minotaur~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Fatty's attention completely falls on the double-headed Minotaur: "The real Minotaur is completely human under the head... and you This, the Minotaur? Except for the body and hands, there is no more human form. "

"It also has a tail!" Linguo's shrill voice sounded from behind Lan Que.

"It also has a tail...Oh my God, that tail looks too bad, the head with more than it is deformed." Fatty Xin repeated, nodding in agreement, and suddenly turned to look at Zheng. Qing: "It can't understand us, right."

"Moo!" Minotaur tilted his head and yelled at the fat man.

"Oh, I think its roar means ‘I can understand what you are saying!’" Xiao Xiao bit the pen and gave the fat man a pity.

"Moo." Minotaur's other head looked at Xiao Xiao and nodded clearly.

"Moerpomene's sigh." The fat man murmured, quietly put away his popcorn, took a step back carefully, and fell behind Zheng Qing and Zhang Jixin.