Monster Hunting High School

It is different from most wild monsters Zheng Qing has seen.

The group of wolf monsters in front of the Forgiveness Hunting Team obviously has strict discipline and strict hierarchy.

For example, a gray wolf demon will droop its ears and droop its tail in front of a big black wolf; there are always one to three gray wolf demons in varying numbers as servants around the big black wolf. Regardless of whether it was a black wolf demon or a gray wolf demon, they all seemed to advance and retreat in a measured and calm manner during the process of besieging the Sin Hunting Team.

Therefore, there must be a wolf king in the center.

Zheng Qing slowly turned the brass telescope in his hand, looking wolf after wolf, trying to find the mysterious figure.

But over and over again, the mysterious wolf king was never found - no, it can't be said that there was no gain at all. At the very least, Zheng Qing discovered a very special black wolf demon among the wolves.

Among all the wolf monsters we have seen so far, he is the one most likely to play the role of the Wolf King.

Ordinary gray wolves living on the Xianbelia tundra have a shoulder height of about sixty to eighty centimeters, while the gray wolf monsters in front of the Yusui hunting team all have a shoulder height of about one meter. As for the black wolf demon, it is relatively taller, but its shoulder height is about 1.5 meters. Only the largest black wolf was about two meters high at the shoulders. Even if it didn't raise its head, it could reach above Fatty Lan's knees. Standing among a group of wolf demons, it stood out and was extremely eye-catching.

What's more important is that when all the wolf demons pass by this big black wolf, they will actively lower their bodies, turn their heads sideways, and expose their fragile throats to the big black wolf's fangs.

The reason why Zheng Qing thinks it is not the wolf king is because there is a small white wolf the size of a fist lying on the head of this big black wolf, as if it has a short white horn - if this black wolf If it is the true wolf king, then there is no doubt that any wolf demon in the wolf pack cannot and will not climb on its head.

Even if the little white wolf is its descendant.

Of course, Zheng Qing also considered whether the little white wolf had any special identity. But through the telescope, looking at its two round red eyes and the fine fur all over its body, it looked like a wolf demon cub that had just been born less than a month old.

…

When Zheng Qing carefully searched for the Wolf Demon King on the top of the hill, the team that went down the mountain to meet the Blue Bird had also started a close encounter with the Wolf Demon.

Called a small team, there are actually only three members in total - Zhang Jixin, Fatty Lan, and the little mink who has washed away the mud and changed back into purple fur.

The entire team was centered around Fatty Lan, who wielded a thick tree trunk as a weapon to intimidate and scare away the wolf monsters around him. Zhang Jixin wandered around the giant, helping to guard against blind spots that he couldn't notice, such as behind him, under his legs, etc. Sable was lying on the tip of Fatty Lan's nose, guiding the response team.

Of course, Zheng Qing and Xiao Xiao, who were behind the team, were always vigilant. While maintaining the talisman array, they prepared sufficient talismans and spells to help them at any time.

Generally speaking, this layout is quite satisfactory and does not appear to be particularly outstanding, but it does not have any special shortcomings.

"Sneeze!" The fat blue man who was walking suddenly sneezed loudly, and then muttered in his low voice: "Little Mink, how about you crawl on my head... always lie on the tip of my nose, not only It interferes with my vision, and your tail always gets into my nose, it’s very itchy!”

As he said this, he couldn't help but sneeze again.

Several gray wolf demons, led by a big black wolf, rushed forward with lightning speed - maybe they thought that the giant's distraction at this time was a good opportunity to attack, but they obviously ignored the giant blue man's hand. Stick - Under the big stick waved by Fatty Lan, these wolf monsters turned and somersaulted back at a faster speed, leaving only wailing all over the ground.

"Perhaps I can light a torch on one end of your stick?" Zhang Jixin stood at Fatty Lan's feet and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Do you think these wolf monsters are still afraid of fire?"

Fatty Lan was stunned for a moment, scratched his head, and then poked the stick in front of the red-faced wizard: "You can try..."

…

It feels really good to be stabbed from behind.

When Lan Que pulled out the long sword in his hand from the back of the wolf demon's neck, this thought slipped through his mind - although it may not sound fair enough, but taking advantage of it, taking it by surprise, catching it off guard, and then winning, this is what it means the most important.

When these thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, the young swordsman had already dragged his sword and flashed to the edge of the wolf demon group's blockade.

Without looking up, he could feel the familiar magic fluctuations coming from the hill not far away.

There are also those familiar figures coming down from the mountains and struggling with the wolves.

"The fat man has already called the big man out... It seems that the situation is really bad."

"Well, the little mink is safe too."

The swordsman noticed the purple dot on the blue giant's head, curled his lips, and thought silently in his heart.

There was a sound of wind in his ears, he turned his head slightly, and out of the corner of his eye he caught a figure coming from the side and behind.

"Cut attack·Yan counter-secret technique!"

His figure suddenly rose up from the ground, like a huge bat. In just a flash, he appeared silently behind the wolf monster that attacked him. Before the confused wolf demon could find its target again, the cold sword penetrated along the gap between its neck bones, cutting off its last chance of life.

Lan Que did not collect trophies, nor did he hide his figure again. Instead, he showed his face openly and ran towards the hill with all his strength - his teammates were less than fifty meters away from him, and the nearest wolf was The demon is still a hundred meters away. Just a simple sprint and you're safe.

…

When the blue giant wielded a flaming stick and slashed through the wolves, and when the blue sparrow carried a long sword on his back and quickly attacked and killed the wolf demon from behind, Zheng Qing's telescope was not always staring at them.

He has great confidence in his players.

In comparison, he was more concerned about the wolf demon king who never appeared.

Whether it was the black wolf demon being smashed into meat by the blue giant's wooden stick, or the gray wolf demon being splattered with blood under the sword of the blue bird, the wolf demon king never showed up, allowing the wolves to circle around those hard bones. Whirl around randomly.

Until the blue bird broke through the wolf pack's blockade and was about to return to the range of the Atonement Hunting Team's talisman array.

The largest wolf demon suddenly stood up, shook its ears, raised its legs and trotted forward a few steps.

This sudden move immediately attracted Zheng Qing's attention.

He raised the brass telescope in his hand and pointed the lens at the largest black wolf monster.

Immediately afterwards, he noticed that the white wolf cub who was sitting on the head of the black wolf demon suddenly stood up, stretched his legs, and then grinned at Zheng Qing's camera, as if smiling, and shook his head. Tail flick.

Zheng Qing took off the telescope, shook his head vigorously, and rubbed his eyes.

An illusion must be an illusion.

He raised the telescope again and pointed it at the black wolf.

The little white wolf on the wolf's head has disappeared.

The young wizard stayed for a few seconds, his expression changed drastically, he dropped the telescope in his hand and ran down the mountain.

"Be careful of the white wolf!!!" He shouted wildly as he ran: "Be careful of the white wolf!!! Come back quickly!!"

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"careful!!!"

Before the joy of reunion bloomed on his face, Lan Que heard Zhang Jixin's horrified scream. His tone was so terrifying that for a moment, Blue Bird almost thought he heard the howl of a banshee.

But in the blink of an eye, he immediately woke up, turned around, drew his sword, kicked his legs hard, and jumped back.

However, it was a bit late after all.

The last image the young swordsman saw was a mouth that seemed capable of swallowing up the sky and the earth - its upper jaw covered the sky above him, its lower jaw covered the grass at his feet, and its scarlet tongue was covered with The sharp barbs and thick saliva are like sulfuric acid, corroding the soil and air.

The swordsman, who was in mid-air, had nowhere to rely on and could only watch the big mouth getting closer and closer.

For some reason, the appearance of the Ran Yi fish he saw not long ago appeared in his mind.

"Fenrir."

Lan Que murmured in a low voice. After all, he didn't have a chance to lift the sword in his hand, and his vision went dark as he was rolled into his stomach by the huge tongue.