Hunting College

　　 It is about seven o'clock on Saturday afternoon.

　　 For many entertainment venues around the first university, this is the most golden consumption time of the week.

　　 The students who have been busy for five days have been fully rested on Saturday morning. They are energetic and full of purses. They urgently need a suitable place to release the hormones accumulated in the young body.

　　 So, the bar became a place where many people hang around.

　　 There are green bee, monster blood wine, fog wine, a variety of desserts and fruits, and there are four young and lovely student girls in the college. If you have sufficient confidence in your own charm, the owner of the bar will not prevent a beautiful encounter from happening.

　　 As one of the best bars on the pedestrian street in Beta Town, the Wandering Bar is always overcrowded during this period of time.

　　 Several senior seniors proficiently pushed open the door of the Wandering Bar, and stuffed their admission tickets into the mouth of the big frog squatting at the door.

　　 The gatekeeper frog bulged his mouth, chewed a few bites of the admission ticket, spit out a few hand cards, and handed it out to several guests with his long tongue.

　　 "I always think the way of entering the wandering bar is a bit disgusting." With a handkerchief in his hand, Arthur Ness took the silver-white hand in disgust: "I don't know why anyone likes it here!"

　　 Frog's lips squirmed, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at a few young people maliciously.

"Maybe because there are so many people here, everyone likes it." Sima Yi took off his number plate from the sticky tongue and put it on his wrist, gently speaking to the big frog: " Don't mind, they are just pure alpha."

　　 The frog retracted his tongue and made a cooing sound in his throat.

　　 "I happened to bring some big willow fruit fly, you might like it." Sima Yi smiled and took out a glass jar from his pocket and placed it on the stone platform next to the frog.

　　 In the jar, a group of black flies flapped their wings, stirred their green belly, and blew their horns hoarsely.

　　 The corners of the frog's wide mouth were turned upwards, and he nodded in a reserved manner, indicating that several young people could enter.

　　 Arthur Ness watched Sima Yi's series of actions mockingly, with a disdainful expression on his face.

　　 "I should write you a letter of recommendation." Mr. Nath said in an almost sarcastic tone: "Perhaps Sir Friedman will like your nuanced style."

　　 "Thank you very much." Sima Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets, with a lazy expression on his face.

　　 "Why are we here today?" Kitano Gen, who had been following the two of them, said in a hasty tone: "I think we should stay in a library or something more appropriate recently."

　　 "If you didn't stay in the library every day before, then don't go to the library every day now." Sima Yi opened the drapery in front of him and slowly explained: "We didn't do anything wrong and don't need to feel guilty."

　　 Arthur Nes nodded thoughtfully.

　　 "But, why is it so quiet here today?" Kitano Gen followed the two, passed through the curtain, and turned into the lobby of the Wandering Bar, and said in surprise: "What about the music and the lights? Where is the elf waiter?"

　　 Under normal circumstances, this hall should be full of loud voices and shoulder to shoulder, with wanton flashing colored lights above the head, and sharp noises in the ears. Seeing guests entering the door, the elves will float to them, offering delicious drinks and delicacies.

　　 But now, none of these.

　　The candles on the ceiling gathered in the depths of the hall, which plunged the rest of the bar into deep darkness.

　　 The guests who should be noisy and mad, they were also holding their breath, quietly surrounded by the light, without a trace of dissatisfaction or restlessness.

"Originally just because some interesting people were here, I wanted you to meet." Sima Yi raised his eyebrows, looked at the only bright spot in the depth of the hall, and said with interest: "But obviously, we ran into Something more interesting."

　　 "It seems to be the spirit witch descending?" Arthur Nath sniffed, with a look of doubt.

　　 He smelled a scent of deja vu.

　　 "Just go and see."

　　 A few people came out of the crowd, saw some freshmen in the front row, and unceremoniously squeezed inward.

　　 The squeezed newcomers turned around and saw the signs pinned on their chests. They closed their mouths and took a few steps back.

　　 The crowd is divided into two clearings.

　　 There is a black-haired girl kneeling in a clearing.

　　 At this moment, she is lowering her head, her hands are covered with red unidentified liquid, and she outlines a complex pattern on the smooth floor. Some jade plates and bamboo slips were scattered around her feet.

　　 I can see that she is setting up the formation.

　　 The girl's loose hair concealed her face, and several old Alpha students didn't know who she was.

　　 But in another clearing, the figure standing at the table impressed Arthur and Kitano Gen.

　　 "Zheng Qing." The corners of Arthur Ness's mouth twitched, and the name popped through his teeth.

"Oh? He is Zheng Qing?" Sima Yi looked at the flat-faced boy in front of the desk with interest, and turned to look at a girl onlookers beside him: "Excuse me~www.wuxiaspot.com~ can you tell me here? Did something happen?"

　　 was accosted by an old sophomore, especially this old student who still has a handsome face. The girl who was questioned immediately blushed.

　　 But this does not prevent her from explaining the accident that happened in the bar not long ago to several senior students in detail.

　　 drop spirits, draw symbols, break fingers and seal spirits.

　　 The story is very simple, but it is bizarre.

　　 Sima Yi was very interested in inquiring about these things that sounded ordinary, but there were some incredible things, and then turned to look at several companions.

　　 "Maybe we can go back." He said in an extremely relaxed tone.

　　Mr. Nes didn't speak, he looked carefully at the little spirit witch lying on the bar with a bright candle.

　　 "Is that little girl the spirit witch who almost broke the ring?" He murmured, with an expression of interest on his face: "In other words, Zheng Qing bit a bunch of fingers to save her?"

　　 Sima Yi didn't speak, he was vaguely aware of Arthur Nath's plan.

　　 He felt he had to interrupt Mr. Nath's unrealistic thoughts.

"It looks like this little girl has a good relationship with Zheng Qing." Arthur Ness glanced at Sima Yi and licked his dry lips: "Perhaps I should find a few friends to complain to the UM League Committee for this almost prohibited behavior. ."

"It's almost a ban, which means that it hasn't been banned yet." Sima Yi turned his head, looked at Arthur's pale, oily face, and couldn't help but sighed, "Don't mess up. If you take a closer look. The girl who is drawing the formation should be able to guess her identity from the forbidden steps worn on her waist. Do you think those friends of yours will go to the Jiang family for trouble?"

　　 Arthur Ness opened his mouth, and finally closed it unwillingly.