Hunting College

Tianwei Xiansi!

Zheng Qing silently muttered the spell that Professor Hilda gave them, rubbing the bumps on the edge of the trial card in his hand. Trapped by the curse, in the center of the three-sided school emblem on the front of the bronze medal, the number 50 the size of a mung bean flashed slightly, a series of illusory plus signs rose up like fireworks, with a concise and clear explanation before and after:

Basics: +2 (control the trial cards and learn spells)

Base: +2 (Successfully use flying spell)

Base: +2 (passing through cumulonimbus clouds)

Foundation: +2 (Successfully landed)

Advancement: +2 (keep the team intact)

The initial basic score is 50 points, and after the landing project is completed, it becomes 60 points. This is a score that makes Zheng Qing both gratified and disappointed.

I am gratified that I got a perfect score in the landing project. The disappointment was that he thought he would get ten points by learning the flying spell, but unexpectedly only had two points.

"Why I only have 59 points?!" Student Li Meng protested angrily: "Obviously I have successfully landed, why I only scored one point in this item? Just like me, Zheng Zha was carried by others. The belt fell down!"

The young public servant gave the little witch a vacant look.

"Didn't you fainted?" Zhang Jixin reminded him kindly.

"I just squinted my eyes a little!" Li Meng opened his eyes wide and distinguished loudly: "Otherwise, how did I know Zheng Zha's servant was also taken down by Fat Blue?"

"That's when you lost consciousness when you squinted."

Jiang Yu held on to the little witch who had blown up her hair, and dealt with the maze leaves hanging around her neck, and warned: "Don't make trouble, you should be satisfied with 9 points... Forget those who have not mastered the flying spell from mid-air. Are there any scorched classmates who fell in the middle and were struck by lightning?"

Li Meng shrank his neck, although his face was still a bit unconvinced, he finally calmed down.

Then Jiang Yu turned around and stuffed a tube of light blue potion under Zheng Qing's nose—just after releasing the'Canglang Water', she stood in place and began to mix the potion, mortar, test tube and The glass rod is like a string of tame planets around the witch, one after another.

Before Zheng Qing could speak, Fatty Xin crowed up and looked at the residue in the mortar: "What is this? Well, there are toad crisps, bitter vegetable juice... and brandy?"

He sniffed, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes: "This kind of match is rare...and quite old-fashioned."

The witch gave Zheng Qing a calm look.

The young Gongsheng obediently took the potion, looked at the bubbling liquid in the test tube, and poured it straight into his mouth without saying a word. A warm feeling diffused in the mouth, and immediately turned into a refreshing coolness, giving him a kind of relief of sudden ventilating after a stuffy nose.

Jiang Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

"Resolve blood stasis." She nodded her cheek and explained briefly.

During the previous landing, Zheng Qing's face was twitched by the flying vine branches, and Lao Gao was swollen on half of his face. This is why, from the moment he landed to the present, he hasn't spoken much.

Checking the score is only part of the reason, and more importantly, it hurts when half of the face is pulling on the temples, and the words are unclear, so I simply shut up.

At this moment, as soon as the potion was taken in, Zheng Qing's cheeks returned to normal with naked eyes.

"Thank you... it's an immediate effect!"

The young public-sponsored student thanked him and returned the test tube to Jiang Yu, while he did not hesitate to praise the words: "Is this what you just matched? It's much faster than Fat Xin!"

The fat man curled his mouth and kept quiet unexpectedly.

Jiang Yu lowered his eyelids, put away the test tube, and returned the vessel that was floating around to make potions back to his handbag. Although he didn't say much to Zheng Qing, his voice seemed much more pleasant: "You are the captain of the hunting team, always listen. Your opinion...what shall we do next? Shall we go directly into the tent?"

With that, she pointed to the low gray tent behind several people.

Zheng Qing looked back and took a close look at the tent for the first time.

On the leather curtain at the entrance of the tent, there are straw ropes hanging several dead crows and dead squirrels. The breeze blows, and the broken furs of the dead creatures are dragged by the straw ropes and sway in the wind, revealing the cinnabar carved on the tent leather. Kind of magic symbol.

Behind the tent, in the corner of the clearing between the fixed lock line and the fence, there are piles of large animal carapace, bundles of fur, burnt black bones, and dead bodies of magical creatures that have not had time to decompose.

On the edges of the dead bodies, a shallow pit was built, and the bottom of the pit was smeared with a suspicious red sauce. A narrow ditch was dug at the edge of the shallow pit, and through the exit under the fence, it was connected to the huge magic circle outlined by the water flow outside.

The pervading life made the wizard feel slightly uncomfortable in his heart.

He withdrew his gaze.

"Clean up briefly first."

Zheng Qing looked at several of his companions, and said with no certainty: "No one knows if there will be trials at the door. We'd better prepare in advance...Fatty, you help the monitor prepare a few common potions; Doctor; Go to the back and pick up a few bones to see if they can be used for divination; the elders check the surroundings and be careful not to get out of the fence."

"Understood!" The red-faced wizard made a received gesture, tightened the glove on his hand, and walked straight to the back of the tent.

These arrangements were prudent and safe. Neither the hunter nor the fortuneteller expressed any objections, which made Zheng Qing a little relieved and his thinking became clearer.

"I will draw a few commonly used talismans as soon as possible...Everyone will give feedback in time if there is any situation." As he said, the leader of the Yougui Hunting Squad has already worked out a series of talisman drawing tools such as yellow paper, turning the mud into a slate on the ground without paying attention to the ground. Dust, kneeling directly on the ground, began to draw symbols.

In order to improve the success rate, he will also put a small red card with the word ‘Wu’ beside him. This was extremely boring in the school and hospital during the summer vacation, and he re-invited it. UU reading www. uukanshu.com

"What about me? What am I doing?" Classmate Li Meng waited for a while, but he didn't hear the arrangement for him, and was a little unhappy: "I'm also a member of the team!"

"Go help the doctor pick up the bones." Zheng Qing said perfunctorily without lifting his head.

"Huh!" The little witch was angrily and left.

Intermittently heard her whispering complaints: "I... college student... picking up bones?... I'm at Qingqiu Mansion... Su Shijun... Poseidon..."

Xin seemed to have heard Li Meng's words.

"Well, speaking of beautiful Su, who is her husband?" The fat man, out of the professional ethics of a reporter, never forgets the survey he has done: "It's been more than half a year, and I still haven't revealed a word... ashamed of it. It's the great wizard."

Jiang Yu silently glanced at a certain wizard who was pouting his **** and drawing a charm on the ground.

The wizard felt a little flustered for no reason, and the brush in his hand shook uncontrollably, and the unfinished talisman on the talisman paper suddenly became fragmented.