An elf and a pure black sheep in the forest closed the two diaries in their hands and hooves, and the elf and the pure black sheep sighed at the same time, and the elf and the sheep looked at each other, and the elf said to the pure black sheep: "Little black, I want to eat meat again." ”

Silence and silence lasted for a while between an elf and a sheep, and the pure black sheep said to the elf: "Baa~baa~ (As an elf, although you are a blood elf, don't you think it's a very picky eater to eat meat every day!?) Aren't you tired of eating meat every day!? Won't you go vegetarian once!? ”）

The elf, to be precise, showed a faint smile on the face of the blood elf, and said to the pure black sheep in a soft tone: "Look ~ little sheep ~ This elf is a blood elf, since he has 'blood', how can he not eat meat?" And if you don't eat meat, you can't supplement protein, and taking enough protein is a necessary condition for maintaining vitality~"

"Baa~ (nonsense!) You're a disgrace to the elves! The pure black sheep trembled, but did not flee at all, because the pure black sheep knew that this blood elf would definitely not be able to run away when it wanted to eat meat, because ...... Alas...

"How can you say that? This elf is a complete carnivore, and I don't eat any fruits and vegetables. "The blood elf is telling lies without any scruples, in fact, it is just because he has eaten too many good things in the first hundred and thirty lives, and many things are already tired of eating, but the mutton of the pure black sheep in front of him is not tired of eating.

"Baa~ (Don't!) The pure black sheep cried anxiously, but the blood elf put it out of his ears, and quickly plucked all the wool of the pure black sheep in his hands, and tied the limbs of the pure black sheep, and the pure black sheep was hung upside down, and the blood elf skillfully lit a fire, and kept adding all kinds of strange powders to the fire, and the color of the flame kept changing, whether it was blue, or purple, or black, or green, or white......

After three hours, the sheep was completely roasted, and the blood elf skillfully cut several pieces of roast meat from the sheep's body, and then extinguished the flames, and loosened the sheep and laid it down, and the wounds caused by the cutting of the sheep were healed in an instant, and the wool grew a lot in an instant, and the smooth roasted sheep turned back into pure black sheep.

"Baa~ (My life is so bitter...) The pure black sheep kept shedding tears, watching the blood elf eat the roast lamb one bite at a time, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

The blood elf looked at the pure black sheep that was crying, and handed a piece of roast mutton in his hand to the pure black sheep.

"Baa~" The tears of the pure black sheep flowed even more violently, why? Because looking at the roast mutton in front of him and smelling the aroma of roast mutton in front of him, the saliva of the pure black sheep couldn't stop flowing wildly, although the pure black sheep knew that he should not eat the roast meat from his body in front of him, but the mouth-watering aroma hooked the gluttonous worms in the belly of the pure black sheep kept biting the reason of the pure black sheep.

This roast mutton, pure black sheep is not the first time to eat, since the blood elf, the blood elf often uses pure black sheep as an ingredient to cook, especially the roast mutton is the most frequent, somehow the blood elf roasted the mutton with all kinds of strange powders actually makes the tongue of the pure black sheep, taste, ** unable to refuse this deliciousness.

After the pure black sheep ate their own meat roasted by the blood elf for the first time, they couldn't stop anymore, and from then on, as long as the blood elf roasted the mutton with the meat of the pure black sheep, the blood elf would always give a piece of roast mutton to the pure black sheep to eat, and in the face of the barbecue made of their own meat, the pure black sheep knew that they should not eat it, but the incomparably wonderful taste of the barbecue made the pure black sheep unable to control themselves at all, and always ate the roast meat every time.

This time was no exception, and the pure black sheep once again wept while looking happy, and ate their own meat-made zuò roast meat back into their bodies.

"Baa~baa~ (Why can't I always resist the delicious **...... Knowing you shouldn't... Still...... I really want to eat again...... No! Shouldn't ...... Can... But...... The pure black sheep that had finished eating the roast shrank beside the tree, crying uncontrollably.

"It's so full, it's so full." The blood elf patted his stomach contentedly and lay comfortably resting on the rock.

"What a fragrant smell! That's right! That's where it came from! A minotaur stepped out from among several large trees, sniffed sharply at the lingering aroma of roasted meat in the air, and set his eyes on the blood elves and pure black sheep.

"Ahh Blood Elf! Not bad~ Blood elf, say! Did you grill this barbecue? Immediately roast it for me again, and then accompany Uncle Ben, Uncle will have a lot of fun for you. The minotaur drooled as he spoke, his green eyes staring at the blood elf.

Speaking of elves, but the spokesperson of 'beauty', you must know that there are many races of creatures in the world, and the aesthetics of different races are different, but there are a few peculiar races, one of which is the race called 'elves', in the eyes of orcs the elves are beautiful and beautiful, in the eyes of humans the elves are beautiful and beautiful, in the eyes of goblins the elves are beautiful and beautiful, in the eyes of demons the elves are beautiful and beautiful, in the eyes of the dwarves the elves are beautiful and beautiful...... Elves are beautiful and beautiful in the eyes of many kinds of intelligent beings, and it can be said that elves are inherently bound to the favorability of many kinds of intelligent beings, so it is not surprising that the minotaurs covet the 'beauty' of blood elves.

"Ugh." The blood elf sighed, looked at the minotaur in front of him, and said, "Fellow Daoist, listen to me, indulge in ** but the original sin." ”

"What do you mean?" The minotaur asked curiously.

The blood elf was speechless at the stupid minotaur in front of him, although this was relatively normal, but why were all the minotaurs he met in the first hundred and thirty lives treacherous and cunning?

Looking at the stupid but evil minotaur in front of him, the blood elf said, "Forget it, you can die." ”

With a flash of red light, a big bull's head flew into the sky, blood spurted wildly, and the body and head separated, and the minotaur's life ended.

"Huh?" The Blood Elf saw that there seemed to be something glowing next to the headless body of the Minotaur, and with a gesture of his hand, the thing flew into the Blood Elf's hand.

The blood elf looked at the thing in his hand, it was an 'admission letter', the entire admission letter was made of white special crystal material, and the handwriting on the letter was written by special black crystal ink.

"Oh, Skyrim Academy..."Looking at the content on the admission notice, the blood elf recalled the memories of the first hundred and thirty lives in his mind, and remembered the memories of Skyrim Academy, Skyline Academy is an extremely famous academy, cultivating batches of strong people, and the admission method of Skyrim Academy is also very peculiar, Skyline Academy admits students once every hundred years, and every hundred years, Skyline Academy will send admission notices to well-known masters of the younger generation, with which you can enter Skyrim Academy to study, As long as the age of the person holding the admission letter does not exceed the limit of the college, Skyrim Academy can enroll, regardless of whether it is the original owner of the admission letter.

"Well, Skyrim Academy, just let me take a look around." The blood elf named Kong Ming made a decision in his heart.