Hunting College Chapter 368

　　 Am I wrong?

　　 What's wrong? !

　　 Of course, Zheng Qing knew that something was wrong—because he was a serious wizard, not a lich. The red eyes were an accident—but these monsters in the dark prison shouldn't know it.

　　 After hearing the tiger head demon's words, he immediately held his breath, his brain grumbled like boiling water, and he began to quickly think about what went wrong with him.

There is a slight difference between the dark red of the eyes and the scarlet of the monsters. Generally, you can't see them if you don't look carefully. Coupled with the dark environment in the black prison, the eyes of these monsters are also darkened and their eyesight deteriorated. , In theory, this is the most reliable evidence of being a monster.

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He had just smeared the blood of the wolf demon on his robes, shoe uppers, wrists, etc. Although he could not completely conceal the wizard's breath on his body, he had already thought of a good excuse-if these demon asked, he would Said that he had eaten a few little wizards just before coming in, and he must talk about this kind of thing in a wicked and maddening tone.

　　 He has even found himself a suitable identity.

　　 Just change the role of Nikita to himself. The monsters in front of them, whose body shapes have changed drastically, must have stayed in the dark prison for a long time. Nikita, as a rookie of the demon, should be unknown. The process of her depravity, her experience across lich and siren, the reason why she was on the wanted list of the Wizarding League, and even her preferences and what she was doing before being captured, Zheng Qing was clear.

During the time when climbing along the vines from the dreamland back to Linzhong Lake, because of a bit of boredom, the wizard poked the banshee with his muzzle, and smashed the big and small things on the Mist, as well as the land of the liches. Many interesting details have been asked over and over, enough to cope with the enquiries of these monsters.

　　 Even compared with most demons, Nikita's experience can be called weird.

　　 But it is this 'weird' that gives Zheng Qing enough confidence to fool people-because all he says are facts. In many cases, the more bizarre the facts, the more people believe. For example, many people believe that capital has a conscience. Another example is that people expecting the Anglo people to lay down their butcher knife and convert to the Buddha.

　　 "What's wrong?"

　　 The wizard laughed dryly, his mind turned quickly, and at the same time, he considered what he should do if he really revealed his identity because of a certain detail, and these monsters all rushed over.

　　 Shoot?

　　 Or after holding up the magic shield, hold up a big bomb?

　　 Zheng Qing is naturally unwilling to waste his precious lives on these bug-like monsters, but if there is a real possibility of being eaten by bugs, he would rather turn into a cloud of light in the black prison.

　　 In the night.

　　 Dozens of scarlet points fell on Zheng Qing, and the old lich closed his mouth, looking at the wizard with a little more suspicion.

　　 Zheng Qing's heart has already touched his throat, he quietly swallowed, and his fingers on the trigger slowly tightened.

The tiger demon walked around the wizard twice at a pace that his six relatives did not recognize, his slender tail smashed from side to side, shattering several rocks, two huge eyeballs going up and down, looking constantly, and muttering in his mouth. Gu, muttering words that no one understands.

　　 After a long while, it grimaced and asked, "Say, are you hiding yourself!"

　　 "Huh?" Zheng Qing didn't keep up with the silly cat's rhythm for a while.

"You must have hidden your secrets!" Tiger demon stared at the wizard, with a thoughtful expression on his face: "The amount of magic in those two foods is obviously insufficient... You are a lich, you must have used something weird. Magic, took away the magic power from the food...that's why you don't care about the food so much!"

　　 The so-called "magic content" refers to the total amount of magic power contained in the flesh and blood of the two corpses. This is also the basic indicator of the value of judgment among prisoners in the dark world, comparable to the outside world's "time".

　　 The more the tiger demon said, the more he felt that his speculation was reasonable, his tone became more certain, and his expression became worse. The other monsters onlookers also gradually clamored, and in addition to the scarlet eyes looking at the wizard, it seemed that there was a bit of salivation.

　　 After Zheng Qing heard that it did not doubt his identity, he first quietly breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to worry about how to justify his lack of 'hidden private'.

After staying on the cat fruit tree for a long time, Zheng Qing understands one thing, that is, you can't talk logic or reason to silly cats. They will use their extraordinarily stupid thinking to turn you into a idiot too—for example, Attitude towards the tail-although the tiger demon in front of him is not a serious cat, it once belonged to the cat family after all.

　　The truth is always the same.

　　 "I don't lack magic power."

The wizard first denied the basis of Tiger Demon's suspicion, and then very sincerely explained: "Before entering the black prison, I just ate a few little liches... There are Kunlun species with fine skin and tender meat, and Europa, which has been marinated in spices. Kind of... I still have a strong stomach, and I have no appetite at all."

　　 In the night, there were some quiet drooling sounds.

The wizard smiled secretly in his heart, and then recalled what Nikita had once commented, and then simply packaged it and relayed it: "...you may not be clear. The very popular way of eating'crusted' is to take the little wizard who just captured it. Cut into thin and thin translucent slices of meat, the flesh cannot be separated, and a layer of blood is brushed on the top, so that it is crispy and tough, and tastes sweet...and then dip some of the popular'multi-flower', just need One bite can make you feel full of magic power throughout the whole month!"

　　 "Before I came in, I ate more than one bite... I ate two, no, three complete little wizards! So now I feel my magic power is about to explode... How can I move your food?"

　　 The explanation was very sincere, especially the last sentence, because Zheng Qing had a personal experience, and the words came from the heart, and it made all the monsters present a subtle emotion. It seemed that in the next second, the little lich in front of him would explode.

　　 In order to strengthen his persuasiveness, Zheng Qing did not hesitate to waste his magic power, flipped the spell recorded in the law book, raised his hand and released a "July Flowing Fire" that needs huge magical support.

　　 The turbulent magic power poured out from his body, following the delicate spells on the books, UU reading www.uukanshu. Com disappeared in the depths of the void, and then moved the huge and pure magic power between the clouds above the black prison, turning it into pieces of hot flames, dyeing the heavy night above the heads of the demons into different shades of red.

　　 Even the white rainbow that traverses hundreds of miles looks a little bleak among the burning clouds.

　　 Tiger monster called.

The monsters, large and small, who had originally gathered around the wizard, dispersed, disappeared into the deep night in the blink of an eye, without a trace of aura, as if the scarlet eyeballs that surrounded Zheng Qing before were all his Illusion.

Of course that is not an illusion, because in addition to the escaped monster, the old lich and the tiger demon appeared silently beside Zheng Qing, like two rocks. If you didn't see it with your own eyes, just rely on your divine sense to judge. , Zheng Qing couldn't tell the difference between the two monsters and the gravel in the wilderness at all.

　　 It moves like a violent wind, and it is still like a rock, switching between movement and stillness freely. Perhaps this is one of the main skills for these weak monsters to survive in this dark world.

　　 The wizard raised his head and looked up together with the two demons with the emotion from the bottom of his heart.

　　 July flow fire.

　　 Hundreds of fireballs broke through the heavy clouds in the dark night sky, with long flame tails, falling from the sky.

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