Vol 5 Chapter 332: That sheep

It is not surprising that goats have horns.
But it is a strange thing that a goat that is suspected of being a nurse has thick sickle horns.
Zhang Boren liked magical creatures very much when he was studying in school. Almost all courses related to magical creatures can get 4.5 grade points-although goats are not magical creatures in the traditional sense-but it does not affect his short Identify the traits of a goat within time.
In theory, sickle horns are only available to male goats.
Male goats cannot be milk goats.
And this goat is still black.
Realizing this, the leader of the Kunpeng hunting team immediately turned around, wanting to find out again. Some very bad guesses appeared in his heart.
Because of that little speculation, he ignored the explosive symbols that had just filled the warehouse.
Just turned around and ran a few steps.
The orange fireball bloomed in his sight for the first time, like a lightworm trying to court after eating and drinking. The wizard only had time to curse in a low voice, and the dazzling light mixed with a fierce impact instantly drowned his burly body.
The explosion of the talisman group almost deafened him, and naturally he did not hear the screaming of Ophio Dong behind him.
boom!
The wizard's tall figure resembled a cannonball, rushing out of the flickering fire, and slamming heavily at the entrance of the forest goods market, smashing the bluestone road on the ground into a not shallow crater.
Ophio Dong squatted not far from the stone pit, plugging his ears, closing his eyes, and screaming after being frightened in his mouth. A light blue mask suddenly opened with her screams, and the cover wriggled gold. The complex and complex runes of silver, the magic wave rippling violently, almost enveloped the entire market.
Air, fire, and even sound are all distorted and deformed in this wave.
"Quiet words and thoughts!"
A clear voice sounded amidst the screams of the little witch and the explosion of the market. The voice was not loud, but clearly passed into the blocked ears of Ophiopogon japonicus.
This is a meditation spell.
The magic effect quickly calmed the little witch's panic and stopped her screaming.
Ishikawa was carrying a sword and holding a book of Dharma in his hands. He stood beside Oi Dong, and put his other hand into the light blue mask, pressed it on the shoulder of the little spirit witch, and repeated the spell again. :
"Quiet words and thoughts!"
After two consecutive meditation spells, the heavy light blue mask finally stopped flashing violently, and the running runes of the mask calmed down.
Ophio Dong retracted his fingers on his ears and quietly opened one eye.
Then she saw the familiar figure of the swordsman.
"Scared me to death!!" The little witch put down her hands and cried out: "The captain was frustrated just now, and suddenly rushed into the warehouse, and was killed by a bunch of explosives..."
"Cough! He...TUI!" In the gravel pit by her feet, a series of muddy coughs, then spitting, came from the gravel pit near her feet, and then Zhang Boren's gruff complaint: "I'm not dead yet. Yeah!!!...Tong Yan Wuji, Tong Yan Wuji, Bah!"
The cry of the little witch stopped abruptly.
She raised the back of her hand and wiped the corner of her eye, only then did she notice the big hole not far in front of her.
The leader of the Kunpeng hunting team got up from the bottom of the pit and patted the dust on his body. The cloak on his body had been torn to pieces by the explosion just now, and even the black robe with him had become a bit torn.
On the contrary, the two badges hung on the robes were still shining, and they seemed to be brighter after being bombed.
The wizard didn't seem to be hurt, but his hair was singed a little, and his face was a little black when he was blown up. Considering that his face was originally sauce red, the blackness was not so obvious.
"Bah!"
Zhang Boren spit on the ground again, rubbed his hands, looked up at his two companions, with some embarrassing smiles on his faces: "mistakes...a little mistake."
"You scared me to death!" Regardless of any mistakes, Ophio Dong kicked a stone that fell on the edge of the pit, and the stone slid through a beautiful arc in mid-air, hitting it firmly. On Zhang Boren’s stomach.
"Wow," the wizard clutched his belly with a grandiose expression: "I'm injured internally... I feel my spleen is smashed."
Oi Dong has a calm face, without a trace of worry or comfort.
"What's the situation?" Ishikawa put away the book, took the sword behind his back, and carefully looked at the warehouse where the explosion had just occurred: "You are not the kind of reckless guy...just let Xiaoyu make a mistake. Runaway, this will seriously affect the stability of this timeline."
Zhang Boren crawled out of the pit and patted the dust on his robe.
Then he stretched out his hand and tried to pat Ophiodon's shoulder, but the little witch did not hesitate to lean over, avoiding his dirty palm.
The leader of the Kunpeng hunting team sighed pitifully, followed the swordsman's gaze to the warehouse, and reduced the expression on his face.
"I just saw a black goat. It was in the warehouse." He stepped forward and walked back to the ruins after the explosion. His tone was very flat: "...I think our previous plan seems to have made a little mistake."
It's just that he stopped after walking a few meters.
Because there was a kicking sound from the other side.
The wizard squinted, breaking his knuckles, a trace of caution appeared in his eyes.
Accompanied by the kicking sound, a figure slowly walked out from the door of the warehouse surrounded by fire and black smoke.
It's the black goat.
It held its neck high, bit the neck of the pregnant chisel in the cage, and dragged it outward. Chisel teeth slumped softly on the ground, already losing consciousness, the sauce-colored blood ticked down the corners of the black sheep's mouth, and then he was scorched by the flames with a sizzling sound.
With the bright fire light, Zhang Boren could clearly see dozens of shadows of varying thickness spreading over the black sheep, piercing the chisel tooth.
Chisel's body shrivelled at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Noting the uninvited customer at the door of the market, the black goat was obviously stunned for a few seconds~EbookFREE.me~ and then it let go.
boom.
Chisel's head hit the ground with a dull sound.
The black sheep hesitated for a moment, and made a ‘baa’ twice. It seemed that he wanted to pretend that he was a sheep, but the gouge blood that slowly slipped down the corner of his mouth made its efforts pale.
Zhang Boren twitched the corners of his mouth, clenched the glove in his hand, and a faint blood flashed across the bare skin. He turned his back to the two teammates, and his voice was much lower: "Um... correct what I just said. Our plan did not make a little mistake, but a major mistake."
"Black goat?!!!" Mai Dong exclaimed, and the light blue light mask on his body that had gradually disappeared became clear again.
"It's the black goat."
Compared with the little witch, Ishikawa's voice is much calmer.
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