The black crow hovered in mid-air, noisy, staring at the small scarlet eyes, staring greedily and longingly at the piece of flesh in the center of the demon group that all demons coveted.

But they didn't dare to hit the ground.

Because just now, the group of vultures above them that had landed first had been torn to shreds by the rude beasts on the ground, and thrown into the pile of crimson magical flames, turning to black ashes.

Although the crimson flames have now been extinguished, the demons surrounding below have not only not decreased, but have become much more numerous, making these 'ominous birds' in a dilemma.

Of course, the large number of demons on the ground does not mean that the demons on the ground can calmly divide the flesh and blood of the little wizard.

After all, there are more demons and less meat, and everyone is from different ethnic groups, so it is inevitable that there will be some discord.

For example, there is friction between the largest number of snake demon groups and the strongest wolf demon group from time to time, either a big wolf steps on the spine of a small snake, or a big snake swallows a single little wolf.

For another example, the monkey demons who drag big wooden sticks around in the field always like to chase after the pig demons' butts and hammer them indiscriminately, laughing and watching them run and listen to their sharp howls.

Of course, the largest number are those scattered demons that are fragmented and fragmented. Such as stone demons, water demons, dryads, and so on. Without the backing of a powerful race, they could only watch out for each other, forming a loose alliance, trembling and huddled in the middle of several demon groups, looking greedily at the little wizard. Occasionally, the wind and grass stirred, and this loose group fell like the wind and snow, and the birds and beasts scattered.

"Anyway......"

"These youkai have quite a complete range of troops. ”

Zheng Qing looked at the demons around him, and originally wanted to count their number, but he quickly gave up this struggle: "...... In this case, a hundred and two hundred, it doesn't seem to be much different to me. ”

He narrowed his eyes and tightened the talisman paper in his hand, ready to die with the demon that pounced on him.

It's just different from Zheng Qing's imagination.

The surrounding demons did not seem to be in a hurry to beat him to the teeth, and they did not gather in a pile to surround him, but divided into distinct groups of different sizes according to race and strength.

Different groups are eyeing each other and want to chase each other, but looking at their eyes, the demons of these different groups are not Zheng Qing, but other demon groups.

Zheng Qing took a deep breath and pondered silently: "I haven't been dismembered until now...... Is it because they're in a spoils conference?"

The hot stinging sensation passed through his nose and throat, down his trachea, and all the way to his lungs. He felt as if he had inhaled a mouthful of sand.

The young wizard couldn't help but cough violently.

The strange sound of 'food' immediately caught the attention of the demons. The white wolf demon, the huge monkey demon, the chubby pig demon, etc., a pair of greedy and murderous eyes all focused on Zheng Qing, and the dense scarlet eyes flickered and dimmed, making him creepy.

Zheng Qing immediately raised the Flowing Fire Talisman in his hand.

But before he could unfold the talisman, his spirit touched the talisman slightly, and a sharp headache suddenly struck, causing the young wizard to fall back to the ground.

"it!"

Zheng Qing covered his head, and after rolling on the ground twice, he once again gave up struggling. He spread out his body, lay down on the ground relaxedly, and hummed weakly: "Horizontal and vertical are going to die...... It's better to die comfortably. ”

I don't know which will hurt a little more than the feeling of the demon bite on the body or the headache. The young wizard stared blankly at the yellowish sky above him, thinking wildly.

For a moment, he missed the Transfiguration Potion he had thrown into the pool—if he drank it now, he might not only be able to curb his headaches, but perhaps get rid of the demons. After all, everyone knows that demons prefer to hunt wizards, and most of the time they turn a blind eye to ordinary critters.

It's just that this thought is fleeting in his mind.

He didn't regret rewarding the cunning water demon with an expensive poison - knowing that it had killed Andrew, he had to pay for it. No matter what, Zheng Qing and the little young master of the Taylor family are together after all.

"I heard that there is acid secretion in the meat after strenuous exercise......

"In other words, my meat is sour right now...... Acid these beasts ......"

"But then again, the sour taste seems to be a bit appetizing......"

"It's a headache..."

"Just my two taels of meat, it is estimated that it is enough for a wild demon to stuff his teeth. ”

"But I don't know who should be full of this great flesh and skin. ”

Zheng Qing thought about it, and was a little unwilling. As soon as his headache subsided, he pulled out a talisman and tried to unfold it again. Only this time, he didn't have the luck he had before.

A headache that was several times stronger than before suddenly struck, and the young wizard didn't even have time to snort before his eyes went black and fainted.

Long.

When Zheng Qing opened his eyes again, the sky above his head was still that dull yellow that was about to die.

Just like he was feeling.

"Am I dead......

The young wizard laboriously touched the gray cloth bag around his waist, and his fingertips touched a talisman, and he couldn't help but shudder.

"Huh...... It seems to be alive. ”

He blinked, and before he could struggle to his feet, he felt a heavy breath ringing in his ears. At the same time, a strong smell of blood also spread down his nose.

Zheng Qing's body froze suddenly.

"It won't be so unlucky...... Do you have to make me feel the feeling of being chewed by demons......"

"Thief ......"

After he wailed silently, he turned his head to see whose stomach the 'great skin' would end up into.

A foot away, a pair of golden-red eyes stared at him stunned.

It's the black tiger demon.

"Brother Tiger is a good ......"

Zheng Qing tugged at the corners of his mouth, and a kind smile was piled up on his face: "Actually, I also have a black cat in my heart...... We are all felines, and we were all a family 10,000 years ago...... Let's discuss, let's go vegetarian today, how about it?"

The black tiger looked at him silently, stuck out his tongue, and licked his lips.

Only then did Zheng Qing notice that the corners of the tiger demon's mouth, head, and body were stained with scarlet blood everywhere.

The young wizard swallowed quietly and stopped the noise.

Maybe he had just eaten enough, but this tiger demon didn't immediately take Zheng Qing to beat his teeth, but just stretched his body lazily, and lazily snapped not far from Zheng Qing's side, playing with a round grunt thing with the two big claws of the pu fan, as if playing with a glass ball.

Zheng Qing blinked.

He had just recognized that it was the head of the monkey demon.

The young wizard took a light breath and immediately closed his eyes, pretending not to see the horrific scene.