Hunting College

The blue bird lowered his body, slowed his breathing, and ran forward quickly following the mark made before.

His sword was hung on his back, and the thin strips of cloth originally wrapped around the sword had been torn off, and he had no idea where it was. The dark red hunting suit is a bit conspicuous on the grass, so when he passed the mud puddle before, he rolled in it by the way. On the one hand, it can eliminate the breath of his body, and on the other hand, he can modulate the color of his body with the surrounding environment. Get closer to reduce the chance of being discovered by the demons.

After this hunting game, we must propose to modify the uniform of the hunting team, at least the color of the clothes should be changed.

He thought silently in his heart, and at the same time unconsciously recalled his previous experience of rolling in the mud. The black mud is smooth to the touch and cold, like a cold bean cake that has been melted in the sun, but it does not have the sweet smell of the cold cake. Instead, it exudes a peculiar smell of grassland. I don't know if there is a beast in it. Sable hates the smell, but for safety, he still wipes it in the mud.

Therefore, until now, Sable—or, it should be called Black Grey Sable—had firmly hid his body in his hood and refused to talk to him.

A low roar sounded diagonally behind, and the hood trembled slightly. The young swordsman immediately condensed his mind, his eyes became sharp again, and his running footsteps became lighter.

Several brief encounters gave him a very deep understanding of the cunning degree of this group of magic wolves.

They will pretend to be dead, will seduce the enemy, and be able to restrain the temptation of wizards to strictly enforce the orders of the wolf, and they will also carry out outflank assaults in accordance with the principle of three-three!

More importantly, these demon wolves have thick skin and thick flesh. If a sword slash does not hit the key, only a few drops of blood will be lost, and there will be no stun effect.

They are not at all those manic cannon fodder who were infected by a casual bite by a demon, but they have been infiltrated by demon blood while infecting. In plain terms, each of the core members of this group of demon wolves has the strength of the middle wild demon king of the ordinary demon group, which is almost a registered wizard, not to mention the white head wolf.

There is one more terrible thing, which is quantity.

The Blue Sparrow was very suspicious. This group of demon wolves gathered all the wolf demons in this hunting ground together, there were nearly a hundred! Although less than twenty of them belonged to that core wolf monster, other ordinary wolf monsters became even more terrifying under their restraint and leadership.

This was not at all the number Xiao Xiao had discovered during the divination before—he suspected that it was probably the ghost of the wolf.

Lan Ting believed that if he hadn't hunted wild monsters in the Qilian Mountains since he was a child, he would have been lying in the warm stomachs of the wolf monsters if he had been replaced by another hunter with less practical experience.

Even so, he still lost his pocket in the battle with the wolf demon. There were a horse talisman, phantom talisman, hiding talisman, etc. that Zheng Qing gave him. The most important thing is to communicate with the hunting team. The communication symbol is also inside. This made him unable to give an effective warning to the hunting team.

So, now the blue **** is in a dilemma.

Either take this group of wolves beyond anyone's imagination to the camp of their hunting team, and let them face the surging tide of beasts in panic-if they have not solved the monkey, the hunting team will properly face two sides The risk of pinching.

Or, take this group of wolf monsters around, and then find a way to inform the camp on the way. If possible, kill one or two trespassers to reduce the burden on the family.

It would be good if you carried a book of Fa with you.

As soon as this thought arose in my heart, it was decisively suppressed by the blue bird.

Indecision, indecision, worrying about gains and losses, etc., these ideas are not what a true swordsman should have.

"I am not alone."

Thinking about this, the young swordsman lowered his body a bit.

The grassland was divided into two distinctly in front of him.

To the left, there is a low Twisted Yellow Grass. The blue **** knows that if you run along this twisted yellow grass for five minutes, there will be a small hill, and the hill is full of mulberries — fat people always call them Mingyouzi — these bushes are covered with tiny Yanli's flower balls, Sable likes to bite them off bit by bit.

Around the small hills, there was a shallow water flowing from west to east towards the woods burned by the guilt hunting team. Down the river, he can see the familiar figure of his teammates in less than three minutes.

To the right is a tall yellow-backed grass. This cluster herb of Panicinae can grow to a height of more than one meter, drowning out any unevenness in his vision.

I can't see any ditch, raised rocks, or vines and thorns that crawl on the ground like a poisonous snake.

The good news is that if he chooses to go to the right, he can easily disappear on this tall grassland and buy more time for his hunting team.

The bad news is that wolves will also ‘invisibly hide in this yellow-backed grass~www.readwn.com~ a stem of 1.5 to 2 meters high, which can easily submerge the heads of most wolf demons. If the hunter accidentally loses his way, what is waiting for him may be dozens of big mouths.

The blue **** did not hesitate.

He backhanded out the ‘Black Grey Mink’ from his hood, and the mud on its back was slightly dry. The swordsman's eyes moved slightly, his fingers close together, and he quickly wrote a few words on Mink's back.

"Hurry up and let them save me... Tell them that the wolves are strong, many."

The swordsman, who is usually awkward, spoke quickly in his ear at this moment, then raised his hand and threw it into the twisted yellow grass on the left. For Mino, the fifty or sixty centimeters of Twisted Yellow Grass is enough to completely cover its figure.

As for himself, he turned himself into the yellow back grassland, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

After landing on the ground, Sable stayed for a few seconds, twisted his waist, and immediately jumped into the twisted yellow grass prairie, and flew straight to the camp of the Youxin Hunting Team.

After ten seconds, dozens of flying figures came to the place where the blue **** and sable were separated.

Although the smell is already very weak, it does not affect these wolves who have been modified by magic to distinguish the small differences in their prey. The slightly shorter gray wolf demon hesitantly looked at several tall black-backed wolves.

The big wolves can't pay attention either.

But soon, the low roar from behind dispelled their hesitation.

With a few patchy howls, the wolves also diverged on this grass.

A big black-backed wolf with two gray little wolves embellished the breath of sables. Under the leadership of the remaining big wolves, the other wolf demons plunged into the tall yellow-backed grassland and chased it. There is a significantly stronger wizarding atmosphere.

The breeze blows, the leaves of grass are whirling, leaving a mess of fallen weeds in the field.