Hunting College

　　 Maybe because of the **** collision of the dead rat demon in the cage, it caused the lights to be uneasy;

　　 Maybe because of the hunting of flying centipedes in the box, it is a threat to the lightworm;

　　 The brilliance sprinkled from the dragon's blood vines began to flicker and dim, like a light with unstable voltage.

　　 This caused some trouble to Fatty Xin who was observing the death rat demon.

　　 Of course, this change in light and darkness did not affect his judgment of the cause of the rat demon's death.

　　 "The brain is gone." Wearing a deerskin glove, he held a long-handled knife in one hand and tweezers in the other. He turned the rat demon's soft scalp and looked up at several of his companions.

　　 Xiao Xiao silently nodded: "It is indeed the same as the rumors."

　　 Zheng Qing tried to move forward and saw the empty brain of the mouse.

　　 The back of the mouse in the cage has been cut open with Xin's scalpel, and it can be clearly seen that the rat demon's brain is sucked clean.

"As you can see, the flying centipede will attack quickly after the demon approaches, sucking the demon's brains." The wandering wizard explained next to him: "With it, it is equivalent to wearing a purple silk fairy garment, enough to make You avoid most of the risks on campus."

　　 "What if there is a big monster on the other side?" Zheng Qing asked a little bit openly.

The wandering wizard has not yet answered, Fatty Xin has already said with a look of contempt: "I met the big monster here? Unless the old men of the Great Wizarding Conference are all dead! This is the first university! The core area of ​​the wizarding world! Even the sea monster. Neither the king nor the Lich King can put their claws in."

　　 "You can even chop it in." Zhang Jixin nodded and deeply agreed.

　　 "If there is an accident in the black prison, it might be possible for the big demon to break in." Xiao Xiao interrupted abruptly.

　　 Xin and Zhang Jixin gasped at the same time, as if Xiao Xiao had said something insidious.

　　 The temperature in the room seemed to drop a lot in an instant.

　　 The light bugs on the dragon's blood vines above his head even briefly reduced their brilliance and plunged the house into darkness.

　　 "Absolutely impossible!" Fatty Xin waved his hand again and again.

　　 "Nonsense!" Zhang Jixin's face turned red and purple.

　　 "Tong Yan Wu Ji, Tong Yan Wu Ji!" The wandering wizard also spoke, playing round the field.

　　 Zheng Qing was a bit at a loss.

　　 He doesn't know anything about the name Hell, so it's not clear why several people reacted so strongly.

　　 But he knows another fact:

　　 "Even though Xiao Xiao is short, she definitely doesn't belong to a child anymore... at least she is also a teenager." In the darkness, he said grinning.

　　 No one paid any attention to his witticism.

　　 When the room lights up again, he casts his puzzled eyes on Xiao Xiao.

　　 But the watermelon head guy buried his head in his notebook and pretended not to see.

　　 "If you encounter a big monster, this little bug is of course powerless." The wandering wizard chuckled lightly, breaking the silent atmosphere in the house: "But its potential is amazing."

　　 "As far as I know, the abilities of this kind of ancient Zerg will become stronger with age...just like a vampire, the older the vampire the stronger."

"It is said that there is a flying centipede ancestor of Zhou in Shaoxing. It has a lifespan of more than a thousand years and is extremely tyrannical. The general demon is basically soft and weak under its breath, and is unable to resist. It is the great demon that is too late. It is rumored that the ancestor was caught by Zhou. The family is enshrined in the ancestral hall to guard the foundation of the Zhou family."

　　 "Of course, the average flying centipede can only cure the wild monsters that are incapable of climate change. If you want to tune them better, the cost will be very amazing."

　　 "How did they find their prey?" Fatty Xin was holding the tweezers and the knife again, looking at the remains of the rat demon, hearing the words, curiously asked: "What do they look like?"

　　 "The flying centipede has no sense of touch or smell. It judges its prey by its breath; and it can only attack monsters with weak aura. Just like this flying centipede, it can only deal with ordinary wandering wild monsters."

"As for its form," the wandering wizard shook his head: "It is difficult to describe... I can only say that it is not like the insects you imagine. The first college senior has an elective course called'Abnormal Life', maybe These aspects will be involved."

　　 "Will it attack the demon if it is full?" Xiao Xiao opened his notebook and asked quickly while sketching.

　　 Seeing the attentive attitude of several companions, Zheng Qing felt a strange feeling.

　　 The private room seems to have become a classroom, and the wandering wizard is the teacher, and everyone is studying seriously around the teacher.

　　 Wandering wizards also seem to like this atmosphere very much, knowing all their questions and answering endlessly:

　　 "When the flying centipede is not full."

"For these little things, the black box is not only a shelter, but also a storage room for them. Flying centipedes transform temporarily inedible food into a kind of high-energy crystals to cope with food shortages. This kind of crystals is called It’s called “Wuling Gum”, which is an expensive original drug and has been used in many medicaments and experiments."

　　 "I think its defense range is a bit small." Zheng Qing pinched his chin and looked at the black box thoughtfully.

　　 "This flying centipede has not been sacrificed, so it can only sense the demon aura within ten steps." The wandering wizard explained with a smile: "The flying centipede after the sacrifice can ensure the owner's safety within 100 meters."

　　 "Sacrifice? How to sacrifice?" Zheng Qing thought of the rough old man in Shangyuan Shusi.

　　 "It's very simple. Drop the hot blood from your fingertips down the rice-sized stomata on the top of the box, nine times a day for seven or seventy-nine days, and you can establish initial telepathy with the flying centipede."

The wandering wizard held a small box of vermilion lacquer and demonstrated in front of Zheng Qing: "If this small box can be made into a pendant ~www.readwn.com~ staying day and night, the communication effect will be better. It will also save time when feeding. A lot of effort."

　　 "Do I still need to feed it?" Zheng Qing couldn't help asking, "Is there any risk? Will it get out of control? For example, if I get some blood from a demon, will he rush forward and **** my brain away?"

"To be precise, the flying centipede after the sacrifice does not need to be specially fed on weekdays." The wandering wizard emphasized: "Like the demonized mouse just now, it is enough for ten months to consume... If you need it, my shop There are a dozen demonized little creatures available at any time."

　　 "As for the risk of losing control, as far as I know, there is no relevant report." The wandering wizard finally concluded cautiously.

"In other words, this is an ancient bug that requires me to use blood to sacrifice, place it next to my body, with an unknown shape, and a brain addiction." Many horrible images appeared in Zheng Qing's mind. Thank you Bumin for the little black box in front of you: "I think it's better to change to a gentler amulet."

　　 "Don't tell me! This little thing looks good, don't miss it." Fatty Xin pulled his throat to persuade him.

　　 "It is indeed a rare thing." Zhang Jixin took out his black donkey hoof, reluctantly touched it a few times, and stuffed it into Zheng Qing's arms: "This is for you, I want to fly a centipede!"

　　 said, grabbing the small box of flying centipede and stuffing it into his pocket.

　　 "How old are you..." Zheng Qing held the shriveled black donkey hoof and looked at the red-faced boy very speechlessly: "It looks very stable, how to do things like a child."

　　 "He looks steady?" Fatty Xin said with an expression of eating shit: "Then am I a diet model!"

　　 Then, the two sturdy boys began to glared again.