"Their cooperation is just a small carving insect skill, how is it different from us?"

The man's face was ugly, but Dimuri opened his mouth and came immediately.

"Every time they fall, they will get up quickly, they are not steel, and they even know that with me, there will definitely be no danger, but when they fight, they are attentive and down-to-earth when they walk, are you satisfied with this answer?"

"Fallacy!

The square-faced man roared, frantic, not wanting to admit that he had such a strange gap with them. But they did, and he looked at the students, saw them help each other, and saw them get up immediately after they fell to the ground, and he couldn't get angry. The square-faced man drove the rock dragon towards the most students, vowing to blow them to pieces. But Desmuri is here, how can he be allowed to be presumptuous?

All the rebels who were still alive had been moved together by Dimuri with his own vitality, and there were nearly a hundred people left, but half of them had withered. A cultivator is difficult to kill, and his vitality is tenacious, but he can kill it.

Realizing that the senior Dimuri had made a move, the students and the instructors all stopped their movements, gathered together, and looked in the same direction. The transition between movement and stillness is only a moment, or even a few seconds.

On the other side of his gaze, Di Muli landed in the air and passed by Hu Bugui. The latter came back with the support of Xiao Ran and Ah Candle, and kept sighing that he was old, but it was far away, and the instructor was still amazed.

"First the black dragon shot, and then the murderous sheep appeared, this trip was really eye-opening. ”

The instructor's words made Xia Xiao curious, Hu Bugui's predecessors had few shots, and it was easy to understand. But killing sheep, is it the title of Demuri's predecessors? Presumably yes, only in this way can it be explained.

When it comes to sheep, Xia Xiao first thinks of sheep with a docile temperament, or goats with the ability to fly on the cliff, in addition to the cute argali, or the more mysterious antelope. But that whole race has nothing to do with killing, and the cow will always be angry, but will the sheep? Even if it is angry, what is the use?

The habitual thinking made Xia Xiao curious, just like a bat would not be a good thing. In his eyes, a halo lit up around Demuri. Everyone hurried to see it, and the number of times they saw the Dimuri contract beast was less than the chance of three peaches growing together in the peach forest.

There are very few martial artists in the realm of Dimuli, and most of them are talismans. Although the latter is much more difficult to cultivate, there is no restraint, but the warrior will limit the pace of progress because of the level of the contract beast. Di Muli's strength was asking, but his contract beast was not a ninth-order, nor was it an eighth-order. This orderless ordinary lamb is the most special product in the world!

"Legend has it that the sheep of the ancestors of Dimuri ate the apple that the Dean had nibbled on and sucked a trace of the Lord's life, and lived from 300 years ago to the present. ”

"This ......"

Xia Xiao was stunned in place, leaned over to the instructor, and listened to him continue to speak to the instructor beside him:

"When Di Muli's predecessor arrived at the academy, his strength was average, and he had not yet signed the spirit deed, but he met this little sheep in the peach forest. The lamb was timid, but loved the sound of the sound, so he made a small bell and placed it in the place of travel. The lamb walked through the peaks of Tongtian, and the next time the Dimuri seniors saw it was a month later. ”

"And then?"

Without waiting for Xia Xiao to ask, a teacher asked. They had all wanted to know about Dimuri's contract beast through different channels, but the academy's control of intelligence was so strict that many things were unknown to others. Even so, it can protect the information, but many people's gossip hearts have not been resolved. But no matter how tightly the news is blocked, there will be stories circulating. But this version made Hu Bugui laugh.

It's just a small gesture, but it can attract everyone's attention. They suddenly lost the tension of the battle, and although the battle was serious, it did not keep them tense.

"Senior, is there a mistake in the version I said?"

The instructor lowered his eyes, feeling ashamed of having an axe in the class. Hu Bugui sat on Xia Xiao's chair wrapped in vines, and said slowly:

"It's not just a mistake, it's just another story. ”

As soon as he heard this, the instructor who spoke before suddenly lost his face and apologized. The one who knows Di Muli best is still Hu Bugui, and he said that it was okay, but he made a weak voice.

"I'll tell you if I want to know. ”

More than 200 people listened attentively, but this story was different from what they thought.

"That lamb did eat the apples that the Dean had eaten to become special, but he had no other abilities, just lived a long life and did not age. The bell around his neck was tied casually by the Vice President. And its encounter with Desmuli is somewhat absurd. When he was young, he was lively and active, and when he met a lamb in the peach forest, he caught him at the cost of absenteeism. Desmuri wanted to kill the sheep for meat, so that the lambs were afraid, so he reached some kind of agreement. As long as Demuri doesn't hurt him, he helps Demuri improve his strength. ”

Dimuri was weak, so he agreed. Since then, his strength has indeed improved, but he has not signed the spirit contract in the middle of the Zun Realm, and he is anxious and pays attention to the little sheep. The latter was special, and Desmuli knew about it, so he forced the latter to sign a spiritual deed with him. Dimuri lit a fire in the peach grove that time, and it seemed that if the lamb did not agree, it would become a roasted whole sheep, and miraculously, the lamb agreed, and they successfully signed the spiritual deed. Since then, Dimuri has risen to the top. ”

"This ......"

Xia Xiao raised his eyebrows, he finally knew why there was the current version of the story, because the real story really couldn't listen to it. A little lamb related to the dean, since he was threatened by Demuri, this ...... I don't know whether to say that Demuri's methods are too cruel, or that the lamb is too stupid.

When everyone looked at each other, there was a funny look in their eyes. This is also a piece of Desmuri history, and it is no wonder that he rarely calls out his lambs.

Xia Xiao smiled secretly, but all the seniors were also children, and they were more naughty than them. Looking in the direction of Demuri's predecessor, he gradually walked forward, and when the halo on the left dissipated, the lamb under him and its fierce back formed an indescribable contrast.

There was murderous intent between Di Muli's eyebrows and face, and even his back was fierce. But the little sheep was only as high as his knees, and his whole body was hairy, not to mention that his hair was snow-white and shiny, and his little horns were also very cute, not thick or long, and only a little fur came out. The old bells of brass, newly lacquered by Dimuri, jingled like death with the fingers of white bones, as if it were waiting for blood and skulls to be arranged as a tribute in the bleak wasteland.

"There are three wolves over there. ”

The lamb's voice was like that of a ten-year-old boy, extremely crisp, but timid, and could not hide his fear. Desmuri followed his gaze, and the three wolves did not dare to bark like dogs, and there was no cold light of a wild beast or wild threat in their vertical pupils. In contrast, he is the real wolf, and he is still a hungry wolf. He licked his tongue and said:

"Don't be afraid, just kill them. ”

The strange combination of Dimuri and the lamb panicked the remaining nearly 100 people. What kind of strength should such a lamb show, and what kind of moves would Desmuri use against them?