Hunting College

There are many frogs on Phuket Island.

For example, the white-billed fish tail sounds like a harrier eagle, and eating its meat can cure white ringworm. Another example is the horns on the head, the jaws have alchemy, and it is taken from the shade at noon on May 5. Hundred soldiers' "drum construction"; there are two meters long, red mouth, birds, insects, snakes and mice for food, and Jing turns into red rock'shrimp', and so on.

Of course, the most common are those amphibians with yellow-green skin, noisy and annoying, crawling between puddles and swamps. And the little frog raised by Ishini that can climb in mid-air, and has a swift figure that is used as a messenger by it.

But none of them can be compared with the one in front of Zheng Qing.

It squatted on the rock at the end of the river bend. It was five meters high, had a wide mouth, big eyes, and a big belly. It was covered with short black soft hairs and moved slowly in the cold wind.

In fact, it is inaccurate to call it a frog—at best, it has certain characteristics of a frog—but from another perspective, whether it is the low cry from its abdominal cavity or the characteristics of suspected hibernation, it makes The distance between it and the frog is a little closer.

"Stand in place, don't move!"

Old man Bernard Shaw moved his lips slightly, but his voice sounded very clearly in the ears of the two young wizards: "The descendants of Satogua are happy to move, whether it is itself or its prey...So you'd better be obedient now. Stand still and don't move."

The descendant of Satogua should be the name of that monster.

The two people who had originally planned to quietly touch the cabin back to the cabin had to froze in place and looked at the towering figure dozens of meters away tremblingly. It was quiet all around, and even the copper bells hanging on the bow of the ship were silent.

"What is it?" Zheng Qing asked softly.

The sound was very clear in the open environment, and it spread far across the water.

The giant frog, who was sitting on the reef with closed eyes and meditation, turned its eyes toward the boat, revealing huge, translucent, golden pupils.

The eyes that fell on the boat through the pupils made the young public-funded student cold.

There was no killing intent, no cruelty, no tyranny in his eyes, but there was no hint of kindness. Through those eyes, Zheng Qing seemed to see a world that was falling towards the ruins, as if he saw a mess of tangled together. Colorful lines.

His temple jumped vigorously, and a sharp tingling sensation penetrated the skull and cerebral cortex deeply into the depths of his soul.

"Um..." The young wizard snorted, holding his head, kneeling on the deck.

"My Ma Xuanhuang!"

A deep curse came from the direction of the old boatman, and a dark yellow streamer came first, and instantly hit the giant frog's eyes that had just opened.

"Pop!" The crisp sound of a coin hitting an eggshell reached Zheng Qing's ears, his expression suddenly relaxed, and the tingling in his mind came and went quickly, and he went from **** to heaven in an instant. He has a violent heart palpitations.

From Zheng Qing looking into the eyes of the giant beast, until he got rid of the pain of the stabbing soul, the whole process did not last for five seconds.

Only then did Gypsy react, squatting down in panic, supporting Zheng Qing's shoulders with his hands, and repeatedly asking: "What happened? Are you okay?!"

"It's okay," Zheng Qing grinned, and pulled out a nonchalant smile: "It was just stung by a mosquito..."

Irina knew that Zheng Qing was comforting her, but she couldn't say anything. She frowned and complained nervously, "What mosquito can sting you directly on the deck!"

Zheng Qing didn't care about the witch's complaint, he suddenly remembered something.

"Look at my eyes, do they turn red?" He looked at Irina, his tone a little nervous.

After the first few irritation and headaches, the sequelae of red eyes often appeared, which annoyed Zheng Qing. And every time the eyes turned red, it took longer and longer to recover-the last time was the day of the heavy snow festival, he accompanied Ilena to enjoy the snow on the shore of Linzhong Lake, but was affected by the lake center tower, causing both eyes to turn red. .

The sequelae did not really end until the end of winter hunting, which lasted almost a month.

So Zheng Qing is very sensitive to this now.

Jelena naturally knew this situation.

"Black and white are distinct and very healthy." The witch curled her mouth and said to the underworld: "It's not that every time you accompany me, your eyes will turn red..."

Zheng Qing silently backed his head, hehe twice, did not dare to answer.

At this time, silence is the best choice.

The quiet river water gurgled over the ship's side, wrapped in a light ferry boat, and crossed the shore one after another tall Huihun Yang.

Because the front is a huge curve, the current is a bit turbulent here, so the boat speed is also a bit faster.

With just a few words, the ferry boat crossed the end of the river bend and began to turn. The huge creature sitting on the reef was able to reappear in the sight of the two young wizards.

Zheng Qing just saw that the old man Bernard Shaw’s spell did not directly hit the eye of the behemoth—he just thought that the old man’s spell had blown the eyeballs of the frog monster—the spell was just The behemoth’s eyes were covered with a layer of fine yarn, blocking its sight.

Looking back, the old boatman was holding the pole in both hands, his muscles were tight, and he stared at the behemoth slowly recovering in the river bend.

"I've seen a ghost." The old man murmured softly, holding Changzhu's fingers and gently rubbing the bamboo joints between his fingers: "This beast hasn't opened his eyes once in ten years... How come it's been opened in winter... "

"Let's go down." Irina attached to Zheng Qing's ear and whispered.

Her hands were still supporting Zheng Qing's shoulders, and a fragrant and familiar fragrance filled the nose of the young wizard.

Zheng Qing hesitated a little for a few seconds-he was not a passionate person, and he was very self-aware that he might not be able to help the old boatman on deck. But standing in the position of the elderly, if later the old boatman really needs the help of the ‘last straw’ and there is no one next to him, it would be the worst.

From another angle~www.readwn.com~ If the old boatman is defeated by the monster, can this small ferry boat and the thin deck of the cabin stop the monster's attack?

Zheng Qing felt that he would rather face the monster directly and be swallowed by it, rather than hiding in the cabin and trembling, praying that there will be nothing wrong when the ship is destroyed.

"Just step back a little." Zheng Qing paused and accepted half of the witch's suggestion-two people retracted into the cabin, but he exposed half of his body outside the cabin, holding the long Remington in his hands. Rune gun aimed at the monster across the ship's rail.

"Can you hit it so far?" Ilena's slightly worried voice sounded behind the wizard.

Zheng Qing is full of confidence in this.

"Don't worry," he put his fingers into the gray cloth bag, and took out a rune bullet with red light all over his body: "I've played even longer distances...not to mention I used special rune bullets."

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