Hunting College

There is no light in the dark world.

　　 But today, the prisoners in prison rioted, and they opened up the equation of **** outside the black castle, draining the underground magma; the wizards also raised countless sky lanterns, sprinkling a place of brilliance.

　　 Both sides held up a little dim light under the heavy night.

　　 If you are in the wizarding world, or in the dream world, this light is inconspicuous at all, and it is easy to be submerged in the bright stars above your head.

　　 But in the black prison.

　　 This light became the only beacon in the dark, clearly marking the direction they need to go to Zheng Qing and others.

　　At this moment, a group of people are standing on a small piece of flat ground at the top of the mountain on the side of the river valley.

Behind them, the effect of the'moon rising bright' has not disappeared, and the silver-white halo is sprinkling on the plain at the mouth of the river valley. The teaching assistants are confronting the small black goat, and there are one or two clear explosions from time to time. Ming, and the wailing and roar of the huge mass still in bondage.

　　 There is endless darkness in front of them, which is daunting. It is difficult for Zheng Qing to describe his mood when he first saw the darkness. The upper and lower sides were all in pitch black, and the thin moonlight behind him was dependent and fettered, making it difficult for people to make up their minds to get rid of the light and walk into the darkness in front of them. Among.

　　 As if stepping in one step, you will fall into the bottom of the bottomless water, or sink into a thick quagmire that can swallow everything. This sense of depression is suffocating.

　　 Fortunately, at the end of this darkness, there is a little bean-sized light, trembling, blooming a little color, but it seems that it will be crushed by the heavy night at any time.

　　 This is the direction Thomas pointed out to Zheng Qing earlier. The paper crane led the young wizards to the top of the mountain. After seeing the light, it instantly turned into a ball of fire and dissipated in the black prison.

　　 For some reason, after seeing the puffy light at the end of the darkness, Zheng Qing came up with a word inexplicably.

hope.

　　Perhaps people in desperate situations see a glimmer of hope, just like they feel when they see the light in the dark at this moment.

　　 "Yes,"

　　The old lich stood beside the young public servant, looking at the light at the end of the darkness, his face was a bit ugly, but he still honestly replied: "There is the direction of the Hell Castle..."

　　 From its point of view, since Zheng Qing already knew the direction of the Black Prison Castle, he would naturally not waste a magic potion and hire it to lead the way, so he was a little frustrated.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 But Zheng Qing thinks otherwise.

　　 It is true that they know the general direction, but in an unfamiliar world, especially a world where terrible enemies are hidden everywhere, in addition to roughly accurate directions, they need reliable guides and qualified cannon fodder.

　　 "This is a deposit."

The wizard took out the transparent ampoule from the gray cloth bag and stuffed it into the old lich's claws. The translucent potion rippled slightly in the glass bottle, stirring up a charming magic halo and a string of fine bubbles: " …When you take us to the outside of the Black Prison Castle, we will pay for the follow-up costs."

　　 The follow-up costs he said are some of the raw materials for the deployment of magic potions, which were agreed before.

　　 "Oh, may Merlin bless you, my benevolent master!"

The old lich grabbed the potion and made an expression of gratitude, and his scarlet eyes became a little wet. He looked more and more and he mumbled, and kept repeating: "...May Merlin Bless you!"

　　 Zheng Qing hurriedly withdrew his hand, lest the old lich would be agitated and wound him.

　　 That would be too unlucky.

　　 The old lich did not continue to show his loyalty, but couldn't wait to put the potion, together with the ampoule of the potion, into his mouth, as if he was afraid that the potion would disappear in the next second.

　　 creak creak.

　　 The crisp cracking sound of glass **** rang between its teeth, and it sounded sour.

　　 Zheng Qing smacked his lips, turned around like an evasion, and looked back.

　　 In the distance, on the plain of the river valley, waves of dazzling magical power waved one after another, almost obscuring the small magical moon in the sky. The surrounding air was turbulent in magic, and even hunting winds appeared on the top of the mountain, blowing from all directions, almost blinding people to open their eyes.

　　 Zheng Qing can vaguely see a touch of blue faintly appearing in the magic tide, flying sand and the heavy night. It is the figure of the Kunpeng hunting team.

Because they could not take away the hunting trophies, Zhang Boren and his team did not follow the arrangements of the teaching assistants and retreated with Zheng Qing and others. Instead, they turned into a big blue fish, hovering near the battlefield, ready to take it. Zhang Yu et al.

　　 The sound of "creaking" by the ear came to an end.

　　 Zheng Qing retracted his gaze and glanced at it. The old lich was arched, standing humbly on the edge of the mountain, half of his body was submerged in the darkness behind the mountain, and half of his body was left in the dim moonlight on the top of the mountain.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){}　　 The black cat squatted at Zheng Qing's feet, flicking its tail boredly, and seemed to be able to squint at any time.

Jiang Yuzheng and Zhu Si were together, whispering something, there were more than a dozen bottles and jars floating in front of them. Through the light, Zheng Qing could vaguely see that many of them were filled with different magic materials, such as immersed in wine. The eyeballs in the bottle, the thin dried skin, the neatly cut grass roots, the liquid with obvious traces of divine blessing, and so on.

　　 realized that the wizard was looking at ~www.ltnovel.com~ The two witches looked up at him.

　　 "Ah, it's getting late, we should start."

Fearing that people might be mistaken for peeping, Zheng Qing subconsciously touched the tip of his nose, turned his face to look at the endless darkness on the other side, and sighed sincerely: "...The black lights are blind and you can't see the road. It feels very difficult. hard."

　　 "It's easy, follow me!"

The old lich can’t wait to prove his role: “I’ve been in the black prison for decades, and I’m not familiar with the environment here...the black prison has no light...as long as you follow, just follow me. Although I still unavoidably bump into the road along the way, I will definitely not fall into Camelungari all at once."

　　 Jinlunga is a famous abyss in the wizarding world. It is said that it connects with the eyes of hell, purgatory and even the ruins, and the gods buried in it are even more unknown.

　　 With the closed nature of the dark world, naturally there is no connection with Jin Lunga.

The meaning of 　　 old lich is that it can take Zheng Qing and others to avoid similar dangerous terrain, and will not fall into the desperate situation surrounded by monsters or dangers.

While 　　 spoke, its scarlet eyes always turned to the location of the two witches.

The few bottles floating in the air and the pure magic power rippling in the bottles made it salivate. If it hadn’t been for eating a whole tiger demon before and drinking a magic potion behind it, it’s definitely not like that now. Concentration.

　　 Zheng Qing coughed heavily.

　　 The old lich withdrew his gaze with difficulty, and put on a pleasing smile again on his face.

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