Hunting College

The rat wizard looked intently, and saw that the Duke of the Dracula of the Karen family had regained his bat form at some point and was covering him with a pair of wide bat wings.

Of course, in the process of the violent explosion just now, Duke Milton’s bat wings have become completely unrecognizable, like a piece of rice paper that was taken out by a child after being thrown into the water and soaked, crumpled and tattered. .

A little further away, the wandering wizard just happened to sit on a tree stump in his spare time, with his legs drooping, and smoking a cigar slowly—he had taken off his mask, revealing that old but clean face—looks like , He didn't seem to be affected by the magic just now.

"What about people?" The Rat Wizard looked around stubbornly, repeating the question a few seconds ago again.

The Duke of Milton had just put away his bat wings and turned back into his body. He was shaking his head at this moment, trying to get rid of the thought disorder and soul tremor caused by the concussion in his head. Naturally, he would not respond to the rat wizard's doubts.

It was a wandering wizard, who quickly understood the meaning of the rat wizard.

"People are not here, so naturally they are gone...Fur..." He took a heavy puff of cigarette and exhaled a few beautiful white smoke rings. I don’t know if it’s because of the smoke, his voice is no longer as oily as it used to be, and it looks a lot dry:

"...The little girl from the Su family left a big cannonball and ran away. Now she's gone for a long time... You must admit that your previous remarks about Wei and Zhao Zhao were pretty good. That girl can only leave us to save those Little Doll."

"As for our other companion..."

Speaking of this, the wandering wizard spread out his hands and made a helpless gesture: "First, he was suppressed and restrained by the formation, and then received a solid condemnation from the front... You know, its identity is quite special. By comparison, it has a lower tolerance for that magic."

"If you are lucky and have quicker hands and feet, I guess you can still find a few pieces of it in this scorched earth before the aftermath of the magic fades completely... If you are slower, we can only be in our minds. I miss my teammates."

The rat wizard had a sullen face and jumped back and forth among the scorched earth a few times, and finally had to admit the wandering wizard's judgment.

The largest remaining bone of the companion it found in this empty scorched earth was a scorched black thigh bone less than three inches long.

"Goblin?! Ha, goblin!" The rat wizard held up the bone and smiled shrillly. His voice looked unusually harsh: "It's really interesting...for hundreds of years, I have been soft in killing demons. I want to fight with them now and join them. If the old undead principal in the school is still there, he must have rushed to the underground world long ago and burned my rats and grandchildren to dross."

"Fur..." The wandering wizard took a deep breath and expelled a thick smoke.

Smoke loomed, hiding his face behind, and even the tone he said seemed vague: "So, the unnamed principal is really not in the school, right."

The Rat Wizard closed his mouth tightly, making no sound.

The wandering wizard does not seem to want to let it go: "Fur...Three years ago, the Dark Council issued a list of related tasks, hoping to confirm the headmaster's whereabouts...Fur...If you tell this matter earlier, get it. As a reward from the council, I am afraid that your mouse-man evolution plan has already been successfully tested...you don't need to do this kind of unthankful task with me, a bad old man...fur..."

"Now, inside and outside the school, there are more and more forces guessing that the old man is no longer there... Even if you want to sell it for a good price, you can't sell it anymore."

"Why bother? I want to be a bitch, and I want to set up an archway..."

"This is my own business!" The rat wizard violently interrupted the wandering wizard's chatter, pinched the thigh bone, and then asked another sharp question: "After all, I am very concerned about another thing... …How did you do it?"

The wandering wizard took the cigarette away from his mouth, his face showing just the right puzzle.

"The spell just now...whatever you think, you shouldn't be so relaxed." The mouse wizard's eyes were full of doubt.

"Fur...puff."

The wandering wizard shrugged and put the smoke in his mouth again. Soon, his face was hidden in the thick smoke again: "Don't be affected by the energy... Just like you just said, it's just yourself after all. Thing."

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"Boom!!"

A thick Returning Soul Yang was uprooted by a bull's head and left in the snow.

And its other three companions, who had slipped down from the treetops at some point, stood not far behind the bull's head, watching all this silently.

Opposite them, the teaching assistants who had already determined that these ‘righteous bodies’ had lost command noticed the abnormal situation, and they picked up the law books and gathered around the leader Zhang Yu in an uneasy manner.

Zhang Yu didn't hesitate, and immediately organized the crowd to rebuild the defensive formation - correspondingly, he did not forget the three mortal hunters who could not sleep under the effect of magic, and awakened them.

"I thought you could sleep back to school when you sleep," the senior assistant with gray hair said apologetically to the hunters who had sinned: "It looks like you need to cheer up now... …"

"Frenzy?" Thomas looked at the bull's head opposite and put on his leather gloves silently. The head of the originally quiet bull on the opposite side had scarlet eyes, and began to uproot the big trees one by one.

"I think it is more appropriate to use the word'out of control'." Hilda corrected briskly.

While talking, a small thing jumped out of the dirt pit that was just pulled out by the bull's head, leaped in front of the bull's head, opened his mouth and spit at the behemoth opposite:

"Pooh…"

Unlike the amphibians on the campus of First University, who like to jump around in the snow, many frogs still retain the habits inherited from the depths of their genes in the silent forest where the living environment is relatively harsh.

Such as aversion to cold.

And this little thing that popped out of the dirt pit was obviously going through the winter through the spacious and warm cave under the roots of the tree, but unexpectedly the frog was sitting at home and disaster came from the sky. It slumped into a small hole and took a nap, and the house was demolished after a bang. When it opened its eyes, it was a white world.

Is there anything more miserable than this?

"Wow..."

"Wow wow wow..."

"Gum ah wah wah wah..."

The frog that crawled out of the tree hole wailed its throat~www.readwn.com~, and expressed grievances and restlessness toward the moonlight and deep night above its head. Provoked other people on the court.

"Noisy!"

Niutou raised his hoof and stepped on the howling little guy.

"puff!"

The meat sauce was splashing.

This little frog, which had just awakened from hibernation for less than five minutes, lost consciousness again in a blink of an eye. However, unlike the previous hibernation, this time, this little frog will not wake up in the spring breeze of the coming year.

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