Hunting College

　　 Two soft leg curses, one fatigued and one dazzling, landed on the dark shadow indiscriminately, volleying it out of a very short stiff state.

　　 At this moment, not far from the street, a soft drink sounded.

　　 "Hey!"

　　 A little witch who lit a grain of cinnabar on her forehead jumped down from nowhere, waving her small white fist, hitting the head of the black smoke heavily, and smashing it to the ground.

　　 Boom!

　　 The cyan rubble flew around, causing the doors and windows of the shops around to crackle, and at the same time a cobweb-like crack was smashed into the ground.

　　 In the center of the spider web, lies a bald wizard in a black robe, with a gray sack beside the wizard. The bald wizard does not know where he came from. His scalp is covered with twisted and hideous black tattoos, like a python and an octopus. A few lines even extend along the corner of his eye. I wonder if it was carved into him. In his eyes.

　　 Robert struggled to get up from the ground, his eyes fell on the black-robed wizard for the first time, and he was relieved to see that his personnel had fainted before he knew it.

　　 Then he looked at the gray linen bag beside the bald wizard. The cloth bag is not big, only rice. The mouth of the bag is tied tightly with a cowhide rope. There seems to be a living thing in the bag, and it is struggling hard, poking out bumps of different shades on the bag.

　　 "Ge Zhitanxi!"

　　 "My horse 虺隤!"

　　 "There is still no Cong Mei Mei!"

　　Four or five spells flew from a distance and fell on the black wizard who had passed out, causing him to relax and fall into a drowsiness, and at the same time, he was firmly tied up.

The pair of eyes hidden in the shop saw the commotion subsided, and immediately regained their courage. They grabbed the books and rushed out of the shop, facing the little witch, Robert, and behind and threw a binding curse and a soft leg curse. Several brave wizards from the group applauded, pushing and shoving, cautiously leaning around the bald wizard, looking at the strongman who dare to make trouble in Beta Town.

　　 This is an excellent subject for small talk in the future.

　　 Regardless of the weird tattoos on the black wizard's bald head, his appearance, or the gray linen bag beside him, these small citizens who have been used to idle days can talk about it for a long time.

Therefore, after a while, the pedestrian street that was originally empty due to the troubles of the dark wizard was crowded with idlers watching the excitement—like a flock of chickens attracted by a handful of rice—and they neither dared to approach too much nor immediately Dispersed, one by one craned their necks and pushed each other, discussing in a low buzzing voice.

　　 If in the old days, the old residents of Beta Town inevitably ridiculed a few words about the bald wizard's ignorance, but because the town had just suffered a disaster ten months ago, they didn't have much confidence to speak at this moment.

　　 Zheng Qing came across this incident when he followed Fatty Xin to the pedestrian street.

　　 Actually, they came earlier. After the academy accidentally broke up the two savage squads, the two young wizards fled, and soon came to the pedestrian street, just when someone shouted words like ‘dark wizard’ in the distance.

　　 In the blink of an eye, most of the street was empty. Zheng Qing was stunned and saw the brilliance of dozens of spells light up at the end of the street. It's just that the figures are indistinct.

　　 After seeing the scene of thousands of curses flying around in the battle of the black prison, the two young wizards were no longer in the eyes of these little hoops. One of them worried that the chaos would expand and affect their own stores, and the other were excited about grabbing good news, and they quickened their pace and rushed forward.

　　 But only a few steps away, I heard the little witch's flick in mid-air, and the heavy punch that made the whole street tremble. Then the townspeople who had been hiding behind the doors and windows suddenly had the courage to rush out of their shops.

　　As there were more people, Zheng Qing and Xin's speed naturally slowed down. When they rushed to the scene of the incident, there were already three laps and three laps surrounded by spectators.

　　 It took a lot of effort for Fatty Xin to squeeze into the crowd. It was still relying on him to hold up a school newspaper reporter card, and the onlookers gave him a bit of face.

　　 Zheng Qing followed the Fatty closely, lowered his head, and squeezed in without saying a word.

　　 There is an open area with a radius of tens of meters in the crowd, which just covers the range of the spider web-like crack on the ground. The bald-headed black-robed wizard was lying on the ground, the gray linen bag still stopped beside him. Robert Lee was hurriedly maintaining order, waving the book from time to time to warn the spectators who tried to get closer.

Fatty Xin had a reporter card hanging around his neck and was jumping around the sheriff flexibly. While holding a camera to take pictures, he spoke quickly to the street spectators. The note board floated beside Fatty, pink. The quill pen seemed to be beaten in blood, tap dance frantically on the board.

　　 Within a few words, Zheng Qing also figured out what had happened before. He raised his head and looked sideways. The little witch who had stunned the dark wizard was facing her back, as if talking to her companion.

　　 seemed to notice the wizard's curious gaze, the little witch turned her head and revealed a face that Zheng Qing was very familiar with.

　　 "Zhu Si?!"

　　 Zheng Qing looked at the little witch in shock, and subconsciously squeezed forward a few steps: "Why are you here! Are you all right? You alone?"

Robert Lee was originally planning to stop Zheng Qing—he knew this Jiuyou College student, and felt that every time he met him, he seemed to encounter some trouble—but after hearing that he knew the little witch, he glanced again. There were nine college robes on the wizard, and finally sighed and let the boy in.

　　 "Why did he get in?" The drake yelled dissatisfied behind him. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"That's from the school," the sheriff slapped haha ​​smoothly, and resolutely stopped the wizard who was following the boy trying to fish in troubled waters: "If you are not holding a cup of coffee, but the badge of the first university, I too It’s up to you to put you in."

　　 There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

　　 Zheng Qing didn't care about the small commotion behind him, he stared at Zhu Si blankly. Unlike in the dream world or in the dark prison, the little witch at this moment has a ruddy face, looking forward to radiance, full of vitality, and looks extremely healthy, without the dreamlike hazy feeling before.

　　 If the little witch from before was like a beautiful soap bubble in the sun, giving people a fragile feeling of being broken with a single poke, now she looks like a glass ball.

　　 From the corner of Zheng Qing's eyes, he caught a glimpse of the figure still fainting on the ground, and immediately rejected the metaphor that flashed in his mind. No, this little girl is not a glass ball, but an alloy ball, a diamond ball!

　　 Seeing the young public-sponsored student, the little witch immediately opened her eyes and smiled.

　　 "Of course it's okay! I'm fine now!"

　　 While she was talking, she raised the corner of her skirt, stood in place and turned around like a show, then pointed at the crowd: "And I'm not alone. I went shopping with a few friends."

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