Hunting High School

"What's the meaning."

Even knowing that there might be a big ogre on the other side, the No. 5 crow behind him couldn't help but take a step forward, suppressing the nameless anger in his tone: "You should know that she is our target!"

This time, the No. 3 crow—or Gan Ning, the lecturer of magic biology—did not stop his own companion, but looked at the hoop-headed ogre with the same serious eyes, with very clear meaning.

Jusi cannot be handed over to them.

It was beyond their expectations.

The hoop-headed ogre didn't care about the witch's offense at all, and let out that ugly purring laugh again: "Of course, of course, she is your target...but she can also be our target. This is not contradictory. According to As far as I know, you only need some of her blood, don’t you? I can decide, you can take as much as you need... As for the rest, give us as compensation... Isn’t it too much?”

"Her body can't bear us taking turns taking blood."

Crow No. 5 suppressed her anger, gritted her teeth and explained, "According to our calculations, after we collect it, she needs enough time to recuperate..."

"Who said I want her blood?" The hoop-headed ogre looked at the two crows in surprise, and poked his pale fangs with his thumb instead: "Have you forgotten who we are?"

Behind it, the two ogres took out a large iron pot and a large iron spoon from nowhere, raised them above their heads, waved them happily, and made a grunting sound like a real ogre before eating.

The crows looked at the ogre opposite with the eyes of a fool.

As if they were a bunch of dead bodies.

"Do you know who her father is?" Gan Ning took a deep breath and tried to remind the other party. In order to ensure that the other party listened, he deliberately chose a more polite address.

"I heard it a little bit."

The hoop-headed ogre scratched its chin casually—or, it may be scratching the other head growing on the chin—the tone seemed a little careless: "It seems to be a great existence who just entered the legend not long ago. ...It is really an object of admiration for the majority of wizards. It is terribly enviable."

The crows could tell that what it said was sincere.

This also made them more and more puzzled.

"Our previous plan didn't hold any malice towards her. Borrowing some of her blood will only make her weak for a while, and even help her to integrate with the... On a whim." Gan Ning's face turned pale, and he explained quickly with a smile, even a hint of panic in it: "But if you have fatal malice towards her now..."

As he said that, he raised his head subconsciously and looked at the sky, as if an overwhelming hand would break through the thick clouds and fall down in the next second, crushing them insects to pieces.

Hurrah!

The hoop-headed ogre Nianhuhu's low laughter sounded again: "You can invite the great fortune teller to interfere with the clues of this winter hunt, why can't we invite other noble beings to disturb the inspiration between heaven and earth?"

The crows all fell silent.

After a while, No. 5 crow asked hoarsely: "You? Who are you? Who did you find?"

"That kind of name is also something I can say casually?"

The hoop-headed ogre spread its hands, and replied in a slippery tone that didn't match its appearance: "As for us? As you can see, we are just a group of ordinary hyenas, for a few jade coins or a little advanced qualifications. Grain, doing odd jobs in a wandering bar or other places, as a qualified hired hunter."

Gan Ning believed in the self-proclaimed 'hyena'.

This time, although he didn't know where Professor Monteria recruited these helpers and provided them with the latest version of the experimental body transformed into prosthetic bodies, he knew that these guys were definitely walking in the darkest place in the entire wizarding world. existence.

As for the rest of the words, Gan Ning didn't believe a single word.

Ordinary scavenging hyenas will never compete with sky-flying sky

Long have any dealings! And the 'Tianlong' who can block the sight of the legendary wizard is rare even in the First University.

The real origin of these 'hyenas' is nothing more than the Dark Council, the Yellow Land, places that can survive the attack of the Alliance, and even some dizzy guys in the Council of the Moon or the Council of Wizards are not excluded.

As for why these ogres dared to risk the disgrace of the world, Gan Ning had some guesses. As a teacher of the First University, he participated in the Battle of the Black Prison, and listened to Professor Monteria analyze the secrets behind the battlefield.

Just like this time, the professor just wanted to borrow some blood from little Zhu Si, but some people wanted to eat her—because Zhu Si's body is now made of a whole black yellow fruit, and his soul is made of a whole sage. The stone is stable—that is, in the first university, Zhu Si can live in peace and stability, otherwise, she can be completely overwhelmed by the gaze falling from the starry sky.

Crow No. 5 took a step forward, as if he wanted to say something more.

Gan Ning reached out to stop her.

"As you wish."

He stared at the ogre on the opposite side, without a trace of emotion in his eyes: "We only take what we need... If you want to take over the trouble later, you are welcome to do so."

"This is the crow I know!"

The hoop-headed ogre laughed and waved his hand: "Don't worry, we will tidy up our hands and tails, and we will never cause you any trouble... Besides, as I promised before, her blood, As much as you want, you can take away as much as you want, and it doesn't matter if you take it dry."

That is to say, the target of these 'hyenas' is the mysterious yellow fruit accepted by Zhu Si? Is someone who wants to become a new legendary wizard, or someone who wants to reinvent himself?

Gan Ning thought silently in his heart.

Crow No. 5 was anxious when he heard the words: "This does not meet..."

"Quiet!"

Gan Ning finally showed the aura of his No. 3 crow, and glared at his own companion viciously: "The task is the first, don't waste everyone's efforts... You take people to draw blood... and follow our previous plan. "

Crow No. 5 took a deep look at him, and glanced at the five fringe hunters who fell on the snow.

"What about the other kids?"

She lowered her eyelids, her tone was very indifferent, without a subject, maybe she was asking Gan Ning, or maybe she was asking the greedy hoop-headed ogre opposite.

This time, Gan Ning did not give the ogre a chance to speak.

"According to the plan, feed them the forgetting potion, erase the memory of this afternoon, and then throw..." As he spoke, he glanced at the other ogres not far away, and added: "...then take They get out of here."