Hunting College

Remember [New] for a second,! Is the robe of the sinner really heavy?

If you take over, as a cat, will you still wear a wizard's robe? Or maybe the Seven Deadly Sins would give a cat a proper vest?

Thinking of this, Zheng Qing's mind suddenly came to a series of wonderful characters such as Kalinta cat fairy, panda Po's raccoon master, and imagined himself wearing a robe and a small white mask, standing in the shadow of a group of tall wizards. Scenes.

It couldn't help shivering.

It wouldn't be so bad, the black cat comforted himself in his heart, and subconsciously accelerated his pace back to the dormitory. But when he passed by a bulletin booth and saw the somewhat faded hunting team recruitment plan posted on it, he could not help but silently count the time, only to find out that the seven deadly sins and his agreed second assessment time next Saturday It is the third day of October, the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, which is the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Although there was no taboo against traveling on the old yellow calendar that day, and Zheng Qing didn't need to be reunited with his family when he stayed at school, it was naturally the best not to go out on an important holiday.

It turned to look for the figures of the two masked people again, and when they negotiated another time, there was already nothing under the cat fruit tree. The trees were also empty, not even a cat.

The black cat can only set foot on the road back in frustration.

This time, it took a little longer than the last time to forget about the seven deadly sins.

When he returned to the bedroom, it was already two in the morning, and there were two purrs of different severity from Fatty Xin's bed. The black cat could easily tell that the heavier one belonged to the fat wizard and the lighter one belonged to the fat cat.

It seems that Xin and his senior Linda have not made any substantial breakthrough yet, the black cat thought in a wicked way, and glanced at Dr. Xiao's bed.

Still empty.

This made the black cat's mood a little worse for no reason, and when he jumped into the bed, he didn't even ask the elf to help wipe his paws. The direct consequence was that after getting up the next day, the wizard found a few mottled plum petal footprints on his pillow. You can vaguely smell the smell of the mud by the Linzhong Lake.

"Ahhhhh!!"

The roar of the brown bear resounded in the 403 dormitory, and the earth-shattering howl of the young public student woke up Dylan, who had just entered the coffin, and Fatty Xin, who was sleeping.

"What's the matter, what's the matter?" The fat wizard rubbed his sleepy eyes, got up from the bed, and held the snoring fat cat in his arms, and asked repeatedly, "Is there a witch to check the bed? Is it a witch from our class? ? Do I know?"

Half of Dylan's head drooped beside the coffin. Hearing this, Chong Xin rolled his eyes and laughed, "Don't bring the scene in your dream to reality... It's just plainly lowering the level of our entire dormitory."

Then Mr. Vampire Werewolf turned his head and looked at the public student who was sitting on the edge of the bed. He sniffed and raised his eyebrows: "You turned into a cat last night? You still smell like a group of wild cats."

Then suddenly: "... After changing into a cat, he couldn't help but 'bully' a certain female cat, and now he wakes up and remembers that he has a group of furry cubs?"

He was joking about the embarrassing incident that happened to Zheng Qing in the spring. At that time, the wizard didn't know enough about the cruel reality of the cat world, so he was chased by a group of female cats in estrus and fled.

This has become one of the classic jokes in Dormitory 403 and the Guilty Hunters.

Zheng Qing heard the words, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he gritted his teeth and argued: "Shit! Nothing... Don't make up rumors! There is no female cat pregnant on the cat fruit tree now!"

He was impressed by the low-cost evil effects of the rumors.

"Oh! I get it! There's no pregnant female cat on the catfruit tree right now," Dylan repeated in a bashful tone.

"You've already lost half of the argument on this topic." After saying this, Fatty Xin, who has studied debating skills, drooped his eyelids, raised his head and fell back on his pillow: "Since it's okay... ,call."

Before he finished speaking, the rhythmic grunt had already sounded again. From beginning to end, the fat cat lying in his arms didn't change its posture, and didn't even stop purring.

Whoa!

There was the sound of water rushing from the bathroom, and after a while, Dr. Xiao walked out staggeringly, while wearing his belt, he looked up and down at the young public student: "...What is the ghost name in the morning? It affects other people's rest. "

Zheng Qing had already wrapped the bed sheets and pillows that had been contaminated by the black cat in a ball. He was opening the book, licking the dry quill tip, intending to copy a 'thin stains my selfishness, and thinly washes my clothes' -- this is In the life class he took last year, he learned the laundry spell.

Seeing Xiao Xiao appear suddenly, the young public Feisheng was stunned for a few seconds.

"Why are you here?" He raised his eyebrows in astonishment, forgetting that he was still holding the quill, so that a drop of jet-black ink was pulled by the gravitational force, left the tip of the pen, and smashed heavily on the law book, contaminating the half-copy. spell.

—Oh, hell, the wizard was scrambling to wipe the stains off the law book.

"Why can't I be here!" Hearing Zheng Qing's question, Xiao Xiao looked puzzled and pointed to his nose: "I'm still a member of the 403 dormitory..."

"Brother scum means, didn't you stay home last night?" Dylan looked at the chaos outside the coffin with relish while wearing his blue dark circles, and added very kindly: "As a Come here, based on my emotional experience of more than a thousand years, I can give you some advice...Young people should learn to be moderate...You don't know how precious you are when you are young, and you shed tears when you are old...Look at you, it's only one night, I can't even walk."

Xiao Xiao's face turned from white to blue and then black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

crackle!

Several heavy reference books on the desk were automatically turned without wind, and the pages were flipping; the lights hanging on the ceiling were flickering, and there was an ominous sound of sparks popping from the interface; and the side that had been hanging above the dormitory door The bronze mirror spun around, and a palpitating red layer floated on the mirror surface~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The purring of the fat cat and the fat wizard decreased a few degrees and became inaudible.

Mr. Vampire Werewolf also took it as soon as he saw it, and slid back into the coffin with a swipe, and fastened the lid of the coffin tightly, as if he had already slept forever and would not be disturbed.

Zheng Qing's reaction speed has never been fast, but he will not be slow enough to wake up after the curse hits his head: "...No need to explain, we all know that Sima called you to the office to discuss historical issues with you."

This sentence pierced Dr. Xiao Da's anger, and he didn't know where to go.

He grabbed the half-tied belt, stood there thinking for a while, and finally struggled hard: "Yesterday I was really discussing the history of magic... I ate a glass of cold milk before going to bed at night, and I broke my stomach... Yes Have loose bowels!"

"Cold milk is really easy to have diarrhea, and it needs to be warmed." Zheng Qing nodded seriously, and at the same time corrected kindly: "...But we generally don't use 'eating milk' but 'drinking milk', 'eating' this This kind of verb is a word that wizards in the middle and ancient times liked to use."

This made the doctor even more annoyed.

Chapter 188: The Morning That Hurts Each Other