Different from the time outside the field, in the small world of Hunting Ground No. 1, the sun has just jumped not far from the horizon, hiding behind a few white clouds, looming, as if covered with a layer of gauze. The sunlight falls through these clouds
On the earth, it is like the peeping gaze of the sun, evasive.
The breeze blew by, and a piece of dead grass swayed.
It tried hard to shake the blades of grass, trying to escape from this somewhat depressing world. But the force that supported its flight came from the breeze. When the breeze passed, the blades of grass finally fell back to the earth involuntarily, accepting the trampling of an elk.
This is a mature elk.
The rust-colored fur and black-and-white abdominal markings hide it well in the grass. The two-meter-tall head and fork-shaped sharp horns can ward off most predators, allowing it to feel at ease in this area.
Foraging activities in open grasslands.
At this moment, it is lowering its head and patiently nibbling a piece of alfalfa. To it, these fresh leguminous plants are the best delicacies on this grassland.
The elk squinted, stretched out its blue-black tongue, rolled up the young stalks of alfalfa, and stuffed it into his mouth. His lips wriggled and he chewed carelessly. He raised his head from time to time and looked around vigilantly.
A gust of breeze blew by, and the big deer, which was munching on tender grass, immediately raised its head.
In the distance, in the sky far away from it, in that clear blue place, a huge colorful cloud suddenly bloomed. It looked like a blooming hyacinth. Elk always hate plants of the Narcissus family because their bulbs are poisonous.
I will feel upset after eating it.
It tapped its toes uneasily, and its main hooves and hanging hooves collided together, making a clicking sound.
Even though no danger was seen, the herbivore's innate keen intuition made it unable to lower its head with peace of mind and continue to nibble on the small piece of fresh alfalfa.
One breeze after another blew by.
Different from the breath of nature, these breezes are a bit quick and restless. When they pass through its fur, it seems to be sparks. But there is no feeling like thorns on the back when a liger, tiger, or hyena stares at it.
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The muscles of the elk's body were tense, and it stamped its feet irritably. A heavy breath came out of its nose, and a puff of white foam overflowed from the corner of its mouth. However, it could only turn around cautiously, not daring to escape in any direction.
"Snapped."
A soft sound rang out in the elk's ears.
This agile athlete on the grassland stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to move. Even the violent tap dance from before had stopped.
It lowered its head meekly.
Because four strange black shadows suddenly appeared around it, each shadow gave it the feeling that it was countless times more dangerous than the most brutal tigress in this territory.
More importantly, the elk clearly felt that something strange had fallen on its back.
Intuition warns it madly not to move its sharp horns and heavy hooves, don't move randomly! Stay calm, be sure to stay calm!
"It turns out it's just a different animal." A clear female voice sounded on its back: "What a pity..."
As he spoke, a pair of leather boots lightly stamped on the elk's back, making a thumping sound.
The female voice paused and added: "...However, it looks very strong and somewhat spiritual."
"Not our target prey today." A deep male voice sounded next to him.
"But it can be a good kick," another voice corrected.
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"I really want to hear what they are talking about..." Zheng Qing lamented, adjusting the focus of his brass telescope and staring motionlessly at the place where the Q of Hearts hunting team was.
"Then you need to buy a high-end version of the telescope... not this castrated version that is meant to fool children." Fatty complained.
"Doctor, do you have any detailed information about this hunting team?" Zheng Qing ignored the fat man and bumped Xiao Xiao next to him with his elbow.
Although the betting agent with blue and green eyes gave them some basic information about the hunting team, it was not difficult to understand that he only had the most basic information. After all, the bookmakers needed to rely on those subtle information differences to make profits.
Fortunately, the Exoneration Hunting Team has a doctor who knows everything and can always bring surprises to everyone.
"The Q of Hearts Hunting Team was established two years ago and has already passed the one-year inspection period. It ranks first among the hunting teams in the same batch in terms of points and is one of the strong contenders for the final spot in this round-robin tournament."
"The main hunter, Qiong, codenamed 'queen', is a student in Astronomy Class 07-1 of Jiuyou College..."
"Hey! It's still the senior sister!" The fat man whistled.
"I've always been curious. Now that we already know her name, does the code name still have any meaning?" Zheng Qing put down the telescope, rubbed his sore arms, and muttered: "You can't curse her anytime you want.
?"
"This is tradition!" Zhang Jixin turned his head and looked at him seriously: "We know her name, but the monsters in the hunting ground don't know... The code name is a way to prevent the monsters from threatening the hunter. In real monster hunting
It’s a very important thing.”
"Moreover, the regulations on hunting competition management clearly stipulate that hunting teams are not allowed to curse each other by their real names. Any hunting team that violates this will be removed from the team... I have just become the hunting team manager, please don't harm me." Lin Guo said hurriedly.
A voice sounded behind several people.
Zheng Qing turned around and saw the little wizard in white robes standing up, feeling helpless.
"Can't you put on a red cloak outside?" He complained: "Nine of the people in this stand are from the academy... a little white among thousands of reds, it feels very dazzling."
"There are still two points of blue." Lin Guo pointed carefully at Dylan and Lan Que next to him, laughing.
"Are you still listening?" Xiao Xiao finally roared unbearably. His voice was so loud that the morning flowers on the back of the seats couldn't help curling up their petals.
The other members of the Exoneration Hunting Team immediately sat down and listened obediently to the doctor's continued analysis.
Xiao Xiao took a deep breath and continued:
"...Joan is a half-blood, that is, a wizard with half of the blood. But unlike Dylan, her blood is not noble, and the other half is simply white blood, so she is quite popular in the circle of creatures under the moon.
Being ostracized..."
"Ha..." Dylan let out a mocking chuckle, seeming to be a little dissatisfied with the doctor's description: "Her bloodline is not that it is not noble, but that it is 'low' and cannot even give her a surname! She is not under the moon either.
She is ostracized in the biological circle...but discriminated against...almost no lunar creature with a decent background will talk to her!"
"Do our internal communications need to be so secretive?" Mr. Vampire Werewolf asked.
Xiao Xiao was silent for a moment.
"I think it might be easier for everyone to accept it this way." He looked up at Dylan and added in a low voice: "It will be easier for you to accept it."
"It doesn't matter." Dylan shrugged and laughed at himself: "I'm used to it anyway... In the eyes of those Yuexia nobles who value blood above all else, there is no essential difference between me and Joan. They are both a shame to the family, and the surname
shame."
"If I have to find something different...it would be that I still have two good surnames, which can make those little nobles restrain themselves."
Zheng Qing turned his head, raised his telescope, and looked at the tall witch in the hunting ground again.
At this moment, she was standing on the elk's fork, carrying a long knife on her back, and looking quietly at the end of the sky.
There are undulating silent mountains, overlapping black mist, and a red sun that has jumped to the top of the mountain.nt