Monster Hunting High School

Black crows were hovering in the air, making noisy noises, staring with their small scarlet eyes, staring greedily and eagerly at the piece of flesh and blood in the center of the demon group that all demons coveted.

But they dare not land.

Because just now, the group of eagle demons above them that had landed first had been torn into pieces by the rough beasts on the ground, thrown into the pile of crimson magic flames, and turned into black ashes.

Although the pile of crimson flames has now been extinguished, the number of demons surrounding them has not decreased, but has increased in number, leaving these 'unknown birds' in a dilemma.

Of course, the large number of demons on the ground does not mean that the demons on the ground can easily carve up the flesh and blood of the little wizard.

After all, there are more monsters than meat, and since everyone is from different ethnic groups, it is inevitable that there will be some discord.

For example, there would be friction from time to time between the largest group of snake demons and the strongest group of wolf demons. Either a big wolf would step on a small snake's spine, or a big snake would swallow a single wolf cub in one gulp.

For another example, the monkey demons dragging big wooden sticks around in the wild always like to chase the pig demons and beat them wildly, smiling as they watch them scurry about like pigs and pigs, and listen to their shrill howls.

Of course, the largest number are those scattered monsters that are scattered and insignificant. Such as stone monsters, water monsters, tree monsters, etc. Without a strong ethnic group to back them up, they could only watch out for each other and form a loose alliance. They crowded cautiously among several demon groups and looked greedily at the little wizard. Occasionally, if there is a disturbance, this loose group will scatter like the wind and snow, and the birds and beasts will scatter.

"Anyway..."

"These monsters have quite a complete range of troops."

Zheng Qing looked at the monsters around him. He originally wanted to count their number, but soon gave up the struggle: "...In this case, one hundred and two hundred don't seem to matter to me. It’s a big difference.”

He squinted his eyes and tightened the talisman in his hand, ready to die with the demon that rushed towards him at any time.

It's just different from what Zheng Qing imagined.

The wild monsters around him didn't seem to be in a hurry to beat him as a sacrifice. They didn't gather in a group to surround him. Instead, they were divided into distinct groups of different sizes according to race and strength.

Different groups looked at each other eagerly and wanted to chase him away, but looking at their eyes, it was not Zheng Qing that the demons of these different groups wanted to chase, but other demon groups.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and thought silently: "I haven't been quartered until now...is it because they are holding a spoils-sharing conference?"

A burning tingling sensation spread through his nose, throat, along his trachea, and into his lungs. He felt as if he had inhaled a mouthful of sand.

The young wizard couldn't help coughing violently.

The strange sound of 'food' immediately attracted the attention of the demon group. The white wolf demon, the huge monkey demon, the chubby pig demon, etc., all greedy and ferocious eyes focused on Zheng Qing, and the dense scarlet eyes flickered on and off, making his hair stand on end.

Zheng Qing immediately raised the Fire Talisman in his hand.

But before he could unfold the talisman, just a slight touch of his spirit on the talisman paper, a severe headache suddenly hit him, causing the young wizard to fall to the ground again.

"Fuck!"

Zheng Qing covered his head and rolled twice on the ground before giving up the struggle again. He spread out his body and lay relaxed on the ground, humming feebly: "I'm going to die anyway... I'd better die more comfortably."

I don’t know which one is more painful, the feeling of the monster biting me or the headache. The young wizard stared blankly at the yellowish sky above his head, thinking wildly.

For a moment, he missed the transformation potion he threw into the puddle. If he drank the potion now, he might not only be able to curb his headache, but he might also be able to get rid of those monsters. After all, everyone knows that demons prefer to hunt wizards, and most of the time they turn a blind eye to ordinary small animals.

However, this idea fleetingly passed through his mind.

He did not regret giving the cunning water monster an expensive poison - since he knew it killed Andrew, he naturally needed to make him pay the corresponding price. No matter what, Zheng Qing and the young master of the Taylor family are in the same group after all.

"I heard that acid is secreted from the meat after strenuous exercise..."

"In other words, my meat is sour now...it will kill these beasts..."

"But having said that, the sour taste seems to be a bit appetizing..."

"What a headache..."

"The two ounces of meat I have are probably enough to fill the teeth of a wild monster."

"But I don't know who can take advantage of this great skin and flesh."

Zheng Qing thought about it and felt a little unwilling. When the headache subsided, he immediately took out a talisman and tried to unfold it again. But this time, he didn't have the same luck as before.

A headache that was several times stronger than before suddenly came over. The young wizard didn't even have time to hum before his vision went dark and he fainted.

a long time.

When Zheng Qing opened his eyes again, the sky above his head was still a deadly dark yellow.

Just like his mood.

"Am I dead..."

The young wizard touched the gray cloth bag around his waist with great effort, and when his fingertips touched a talisman, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Haha...it looks like he's still alive."

He blinked, and before he could struggle up, he felt a heavy breathing sound in his ears. At the same time, a strong smell of blood spread along his nasal cavity.

Zheng Qing's body suddenly froze.

"It can't be so unlucky... Do I have to be allowed to feel the feeling of being chewed up by a demon..."

"God damn it..."

After he wailed silently, his heart skipped a beat and he turned his head, wanting to see whose stomach the 'big skin bag' would eventually fall into.

A foot away, a pair of golden-red eyes stared blankly at him.

It's the black tiger monster.

"Hello Brother Tiger..."

Zheng Qing twitched his lips and put on a kind smile: "Actually, there is a black cat living in my heart... We are all cats, and we were a family ten thousand years ago... Let's discuss it, How about we eat vegetarian food today?”

Black Tiger looked at him silently, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips.

Only then did Zheng Qing notice that the corners of the tiger demon's mouth, head, and body were stained with scarlet blood.

The young wizard swallowed quietly and stopped talking.

Perhaps because it had just eaten, the tiger monster did not immediately slap Zheng Qing in the tooth as a sacrifice. It just stretched its body lazily and lazily clicked not far from Zheng Qing. It fiddled with a round ball with its two paws as big as cattail leaf fans. The grunting things seemed to be playing with glass balls.

Zheng Qing blinked.

He just recognized it as the head of the monkey demon.

The young wizard took a deep breath and immediately closed his eyes, pretending not to see this horrifying scene.

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