Hunting College

The night wind is blowing, sighing among the trees, spreading the smell of pine needles, dragon dung and blood.

Zheng Qing felt bored for a while, and looked up to the edge of the woodland.

The junction between the moonlight and the woods is shrouded in shadow, and a tall mill is tilted to one side, like a staggering drunk in the night. On the apple trees farther away, the singing of a few songbirds could be faintly heard. They lived in Longchang all the year round and helped the old fire dragon clean up parasites. The **** lonely place is a little more angry.

"That's the trace left when the fire dragon struggled."

Vas Egg noticed the mill at the end of the hunting team leader's line of sight, and explained briefly: "The dead one was an adult Romanian longhorn dragon, with a very fiery temper... When attacked by those elves, the breath-breathing dragon frenzied in all directions . . . and destroy that mill."

Speaking of this, he shrugged his shoulders and added: "Because the fire dragons are not very good-tempered, the mills and other buildings in the dragon hunting farm are easily damaged, which is not a big deal at first, but such a degree of damage is still a big deal. Very rare."

"What does the dragon farm build a mill for?"

"When preparing concentrated feed, chestnuts, acorns, corn and other crops need to be ground into powder... Fire dragons mostly eat meat, but occasionally they have a poor appetite, or are sick, or young dragons need artificially prepared concentrated feed. When I was young, I liked to grab chestnuts from the little dragons. The chestnuts they ate were all marinated with honey, and they tasted very good!"

Because Lin Guo likes dragons, Zheng Qing is familiar with the habits of many wild dragons, but it is the first time he knows many artificial dragon raising techniques that he heard today, and he listens with gusto.

Katsa.

There was a crisp cracking sound from underfoot.

The young public fee student lowered his head and saw several slender, rib-like bones shattered into several pieces at the soles of his feet. These bones should have been scorched by the dragon flames, like blackened branches after a mountain fire, and even the fractures were pitch black, as if they had been completely carbonized.

His gaze was slightly fixed, and his toes rolled over near these ribs.

Soon, under a small pile of ashes, I saw a Jiaohu skull that had shrunk to the size of a fist. The dark eye sockets occupied more than half of the skull, staring straight at the eyes of the young hunter. Chest tightness.

"Are there any surviving elves?" Zheng Qing looked away and asked softly.

"No."

Vas Egg glanced at the skull, and replied with certainty: "Even so far, no elf with a complete body has been found in the hunting grounds."

Under the mask, Zheng Qing frowned and squeezed the white jade in his palm.

This piece of jade is also a piece of equipment provided by the Trident Sword. It has a similar effect to the looking glass, except that it is used to detect whether the other party is lying. Zheng Qing took out this piece of jade as soon as he met Was Egger, and recited the incantation of 'Bai Guizhi', but until now, there has been no flaw on this piece of white jade.

In theory, this means he wasn't lying.

Of course, this does not mean that the other party's words must be credible—telling some facts, or taking certain potions and using certain spells in advance can also avoid the effect of Bai Guizhi's evil.

"Brother Scumbag, Doctor, come and take a look at this wreckage." Dylan's voice suddenly came from the mask, revealing a hint of confusion amid excitement.

The area Dylan inspected was on the east side of the accident scene.

He found a slightly complete wreckage of an elf. According to the situation at the scene, it can be judged that the elf was avoiding the breath of the fire dragon at that time. A thick oak tree blocked most of the power of the dragon flame, so the elf hid under the tree The body on the back is fairly complete, but the exposed lower body, like most tree trunks, has been scorched into charcoal by the dragon flames.

Even so, its upper body was severely burned, as if it had been a lobster that had been in a steamer, and its whole body was a strange orange-red.

"This is really a Great Yarmouth elf?" Zheng Qing looked at the elf's gnarled muscles, ferocious face and flushed skin, unable to hide his surprise.

In my impression, most of the elves in the genus of Great Britain are blue and gray, and very few are green. The red elves only appear in a few limited plateau areas such as the Deccan, Colorado, and Columbia.

"Judging from the bones and palm prints, it should be correct."

Xiao Xiao leaned down and looked at the wreckage carefully. The flat cat-face mask was almost stuck to the elf's skin. Because there were no glasses, his raised finger slid across the edge of the mask and landed on the elf's face calmly. Body, fingertips poking here, poking there, muttering words:

"...In the world of magical creatures, the phylum of the genus Cordella, the class of elves, the order of flying, the family of elves, the genus of spirits, and the subgenus of British, there are two kinds of elves, namely Cornish elves and Great Yarmouth elves. And Compared with the Cornish elves, the Great Yarmouth elves have bigger eyes, delicate skin, and a few scales on their wrists. It is said that this is because they have a certain degree of blood relationship with the Naga... but this Not recognized by the Naga tribe~www.readwn.com~ While speaking, he clamped the elf's wrist with a long clip, and turned it over carefully. Sure enough, there were several semicircular pieces on the wrist. scale armor.

Similar to the skin, those scales have also turned red.

"They look completely different from the group of elves I raised." Zheng Qing listened to the doctor's "Mopu" and thought of the elves who were still in the dormitory, wondering how they were doing these few days.

"Of course not."

Xiao Xiao finally raised his head, and glanced at his team leader with contempt: "One is the genus biology door, and the other is the alchemy biology door. The source is very different... Didn't you take magic biology as an elective?"

This statement risks revealing one's identity.

Zheng Qing subconsciously looked up at Was Egger, but found that he had consciously stayed more than ten meters away from several people to show that he would not interfere with the work of the three-pronged sword commissioners.

Seeing Zheng Qing's gaze, he waved happily.

"...the elf's whole body has been drained of blood, this is not an effect that Dragon Flame can achieve." Xiao Xiao's voice attracted the attention of the young public finance student again: "But there are too many black magics that can achieve this effect Yes, starry sky, shaman, voodoo... There is a book "My Days in the Trident Sword" in the library, which introduces a case that happened in Lagos. The eucalyptus of the wizard was directly identified as the work of voodoo cultists, which caused a lot of trouble..."

"Lagos was originally a traditional force of voodoo, and it is difficult to avoid such mistakes." Dylan commented.

"So, I hope that you will not make similar mistakes today, and blame the mistakes of other dark wizards on the head of Wicca." Xiao Xiao replied calmly.