Chapter 7 Oriole
"Boom~"

There was a roar not far away, accompanied by shouts of people and roars of monsters.

Mo Yinge frowned. To be honest, she didn't want to bump into others, especially in this wild place.

You know, sometimes, the human heart is more terrifying than the demon!
The reputation of these hunters is quite bad, especially if they are not registered "wild" hunters of the Hunter Alliance, there really is no lower limit.

Cheat, steal, rob, poison tricks and traps. It doesn't matter what methods you use to deal with monsters, and even praise you for being clever and witty.

However, using these methods on people can only be called a bunch of scum.

Those wild hunters are like hyenas smelling money, crazy and unscrupulous, and they are also the favorite eagle claws of the family.

The words are far away, and the camera turns back.

Moyingge lightly pressed her fingers against her lips, thought for a while, and decided to go over and take a look.

After all, don't you feel a little itchy if you don't look at it?

Could it be that the opposite is really that group of social dregs?Impossible, is our luck so bad?
"Boss, we slaughtered this warrior-level red-striped demon pig, we really want to make a big fuss!" A yellow-haired man shouted happily.

"Yeah, boss, this red-striped demon pig got injured all over his body for some reason, and his legs were almost limping. He even fell into the pit by himself, and he didn't expect to be hit by us hahaha!" Another little green Mao also laughed and said: "Spicy, it scared me to death at first. I didn't expect it to be a parallel importer, so I knew how to scream!"

As he spoke, he threw a stone.

"Yes, yes." A group of people responded one after another.

These people can still use some magic, and occasionally throw it into the pit, but mainly wait for the blood of the devil pig to die.

"Cut! What is good luck? It's obviously because of my superb magic. A warlord-level demon pig will worship Duna when he sees his head!" A guy with a back-swept hair said brazenly, obviously, this guy belongs to a group of people boss.

It really is a bird of a feather.

The magic is so superb that he didn't see it, but his skin is thicker than the city wall, and even super-level light slashes can't penetrate it.

"Yes, yes, the boss is brilliant and powerful, and his magic is superb, no one can beat him!" Immediately, some younger brothers boasted.

"Where is that, the brothers have also put in a lot of effort, and their magic skills have improved a lot!" Dabeitou pressed his hands together, and did not forget to blow each other.

They said it was a gang of hunters, but they were actually a group of poor magic students who were "dissuaded" by the magic high school.

If you get an opportunity but don't know it, you waste time instead, and you can only pack up and leave in the end.

Magic practice requires aptitude, but also resources!
But if you don't have a little self-motivation, then it is really hopeless.

"It turned out to be these people."

Moyingge obviously belongs to "Old White", not the kind of rookie Mengxin who doesn't know anything.

This group of people can also be regarded as "big names".

Mo Yinge had heard of their names in the Xuefeng Mountain Station.

This group of people don't hunt monsters, but like to plunder, steal and rob.

The others had finally hit the mark, and a large group of them ran over to snatch the monsters.

Others were going back to the inn for repairs with their injuries, so they just played the autumn wind nearby.

The list goes on and on.

However, this group of people still know that things cannot be done absolutely, and it is "full and vivid" that everything is left on them.

Many hunters hope that the military department of the station can sanction them, but it is also difficult for the military department to find a suitable opportunity.

"Zi, what a piece of shit luck."

Mo Yinge watched from a distance, retreated calmly, she was not interested in dealing with these scumbags.

But a group of spicy chicken junior mages thought they could trap a warrior-level monster by digging a hole?

Heh, don't be ridiculous, even if the monster is seriously injured, it's not a reason for you not to make up the knife.

When Moyingge heard the panting of the monster getting louder, he knew the show was about to begin.

A group of colorful miscellaneous hairs surrounded a large pit, chatting and laughing happily there, but they didn't know that the evil beasts in the ground had already opened their fangs.

"Roar~~"

boom!The earth and rocks flew all over the sky, rising up like giant beasts piercing the mountains, and the earth trembled endlessly.

The miscellaneous hairs couldn't stand stably, some fell into the pit, some were buried by earth and stones, and some unlucky ones were directly burped by stones.

What a tragedy!
Only now did Mo Yingge see clearly that it was a demon pig with red stripes wrapped around its body.

Now the red marks on its body seemed to be burning, its eyes were red, and Moyingge could feel the madness from far away.

"Gan Gan Gan, this pig has gone crazy!" Mo Yinge turned around and ran away.

She is not proficient in intermediate magic, so she originally wanted to earn some money for travel expenses, just wandering around the post station.

There is no danger in thinking about it, after all, is she a middle-level mage still afraid of mere servant-level monsters?
But now let me put a wind track first.
slip away

The red-striped demon pig didn't care about Mo Yinge running away at all. It is in a very bad state and has almost lost its perception ability.

It knows that it is dying, but these human beings who have been falling into the pit and smashing pigs are unforgivable!
My old pig is in such a miserable situation, and you guys keep hitting me, can you hurry up if you want to beat me?You're going to die and you wake me up!
That's right, the red-striped demon pig was about to lose consciousness due to excessive blood loss, but was smashed by a group of people without killing it.

How do you say this?
"Huh~huh~hou~"

Dabeitou was fine, he was the furthest away from the pit, and was not affected immediately, but when he saw the red-striped demon pig rushing out, he collapsed on the tree, and a strange-smelling liquid was emitted between the two.

It's not like they haven't fought monsters before. They have even killed one-eyed demon wolves at the slave level, but when the red-striped demon pig at the general level stood in front of him, he was so scared that he peed.

This sense of oppression.
nonsense!

If he could hear his voice, he would definitely yell. The one-eyed magic wolf is only one floor tall, and Temiao's warrior-level monsters are three stories high. Can they be of the same level?
The lines on the red-striped demon pig's body flickered and disappeared, like the prelude to the extinguishing of the candle.

Suddenly, the red light of the pattern turned into a real flame, and the bright red flame swept across the sky.

Iron hooves trampled, flames burned.Junk hunters, all wiped out!
"Roar~~~"

The red-striped demon pig uttered a final roar, and fell to the ground randomly.

A circle of dust was splashed on the spot, announcing the fall of the general.

"Hey hey~ I posted it!"

Mo Yinge's eyes are bright, don't ask when she came back, anyway, she just accepts this warrior-level magic pig now.

"Eh, it's all burnt out?"

Looking at the hot and devastated ground, Mo Yinge found a stick to pick and choose.

"Good guy, did this red-striped demon pig blew itself up? There really isn't any left."

In the end, she still found the two fangs of the red-striped demon pig, which were also wrapped with red lines, and she could still feel the warmth when touched.

"It's actually a foreign bone?!"

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