Hunting College

A blue-gray bison happily scatters in the wild.

The air is shady and cool, and the sequence belongs to the late spring. The time saving in this secret garden is not equivalent to the outside spring and summer. The grass turns green, the necks of the yellow grass are green and tender, and the leaves are thick. This is the time when the palatability is the best. No herbivore can resist these nutritious forages. Not to mention the many shrubs in the grass, which have not yet experienced the baptism of Xia Leiqiu, with soft thorns all over the body. It is a good time to make a mouthful.

Both the hare and the antelope throw away their cheeks, but they can fill their stomachs to make up for the sequelae caused by the emptiness of the body and mind in the long winter.

Except for the green bull.

This barbaric was three meters high at the shoulders, and was covered with fine scales, shimmering disturbing colors in the gloomy weather. Although it also looks like a cow, it shouldn’t be wrong to confuse it with those cousins ​​who work in the fields—especially its scarlet eyes, placed in front of any junior wizard who graduated from elementary school. Can accurately determine its identity.

The bull demon's two horns did not pierce the sky directly, nor did they extend horizontally to the left and right. On the contrary, after growing flat for a section, they twisted and slid inward greatly, and the horns pierced the skull straight.

If you use one word to describe it, you can probably call it a ‘double-horned ear’ type.

Zheng Qing knows that cows with such horns are particularly fond of fighting. He vaguely remembered that in a dream he once sat on a scalper with such horns. An old man with a vague appearance once said to him that this kind of horns on the head of the ox hurts and forced it to mess around. Top, in order to alleviate the slow and firm pain.

This made Zheng Qing, who had a similar headache experience, always involuntarily brought a bit of sympathy for the same illness when he looked at that scalper.

It's just that, at the end of the dream, the old man went to repair the road and took the cow away.

He was quite disappointed.

In the wild.

The bull demon was jumping around while twitching his nose, sniffing and searching for something. It dismissed the fat and tender grass around its mouth, and occasionally a few playful flowers fell into its nose, causing the boss to sneeze.

This hasn't affected it in the slightest to gradually shorten the distance between the hunting team.

The bull demon could smell that a seductive breath faintly filled the air, as if it aroused its hunger and thirst branded deep in its blood, making it crazy.

When passing by the woods with embers, the bull demon finally stopped.

It can confirm that the breath came from the burning forest at first. But now, what is gushing out of this forest is more of the pungent odor left after the burning of the grass and trees-oh, there seems to be a fellow who also possesses the'Holy Blood', who has also been reduced to ashes- -The thick smoke and diffuse dust are heavily concealed by the smell it has pursued before.

It twisted its neck, opened its nostrils to its maximum, and took a hard breath.

Except for four or five sneezes caused by the dust, it didn't smell more valuable clues. Even the alluring breath before became vague and almost disappeared.

This made the bull demon obviously irritated.

It roared, flicked its tail heavily, and randomly lashed on a thorn tree at the edge of the forest. The thick and thin trunk of the mouth of the bowl was cut off by its tail, and the upper body of the Alsophila spinulosa with the umbrella-shaped crown flew far away with this strange force, and one end was planted into the forest full of smoke.

"Wow."

As the stump of the cypress tree fell to the ground, a rustling noise suddenly came from the grass not far away, looming through the rich blue and white smoke.

The bull demon's ears moved slightly, and the egg-sized bull's eye immediately flashed a crimson red light, and looked fiercely at the place where the noise was made.

The grass shook slightly, and a white rabbit jumped out.

The rabbit was covered in white short fleece, had short limbs, but was extremely fat. At this moment, it turned its two red eyes, shaking its long and narrow ears, and stared at the bull not far away.

"Moo!!"

The bull demon twitched his nose.

Although this rabbit has a very faint smell, it is not what it desires-it should be the smell of the wizard mentioned in the bloodline memory-if before today, after smelling the smell of the rabbit , It will definitely rush to crush the rabbit desperately.

But now, it has more important things to worry about.

After judging that the little thing was not his prey, nor his companion, and there was no threat to him, the bull demon roared like a warning, then turned his head and continued to stare at the smoking forest, thinking about what the next step should be. What to do.

It has a feeling that the prey it really desires is nearby.

"Crack!"

The rabbit seemed to think it was a shame to be ignored by the bull demon. So he pulled out a thick radish from behind, took two bites, and gnawed out the appearance of a double-edged dagger, and then rushed to the bull demon's feet with a scream of "squeak", and slammed a radish sword viciously. Up.

The bull demon was interrupted to think deeply, rather dissatisfied, but he didn't bother to care about this little thing. It just shook its hooves, smashed the carrot sword with one foot, and then raised its head again, pacing slowly along the edge of the forest, while hesitating whether to go deeper and search for it.

The rabbit looked at the bull demon being prodded by himself, and became excited immediately, pulled away and jumped away, not forgetting to raise the short tail behind him, and swayed wantonly at the bull.

But after running a few steps, it turned its head, only to find that the bull demon was only pacing slowly along the edge of the forest, and never chased it.

The rabbit's originally round eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing a dangerous red light.

The bull demon didn’t even glance at it. He just raised his head and sniffed his nose, trying to distinguish certain hydrocarbons, nitrogen oxides, and other particulate matter from the smell molecules in the air. Breath.

The chubby white rabbit finally gave up the ‘gentle’ approach.

It once again drew a thicker radish from behind, and tiptoedly rubbed it behind the bull demon.

The bull demon remained indifferent~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and continued to sniff.

"Squeaky!"

Accompanied by a scream, the rabbit jumped two meters high, waved the carrot in his hand, and poke the bull demon's back door.

Niu Yao's head tilted slightly, his eyes flicked, and his thick tail twitched up, and it drew heavily on the rabbit.

"puff."

Like the sound of a balloon leaking, this annoying funny rabbit was shattered by a bull's tail and turned into a fluffy white shredded paper.

The bull demon who was expecting to color his tail was stunned, as if he still didn't understand what happened.

"Puff..."

The muffled laughter came out of the grass on the hill not far away.

Then a shadowy figure trembled in the grass, and gradually revealed his true face.