Hunting College

The 'special black cat' mentioned by Zheng Qing is the shadow cat who has been recruited into the 'relevant department'. As a budding and sharp-edged existence in the 2008 freshman competition, if some people in the school pay attention, it is not difficult to detect. Its existence and its subtle connection with Zheng Qing.

In particular, the word "Zheng Qing" has become very popular in schools recently.

So he should be more cautious.

"Who do you plan to use the compound decoction?" Xiao Xiao quickly understood Zheng Qing's intention, and turned to think about the feasibility of this method.

Zheng Qing's eyes lingered on him and Fatty Xin for a moment, and tentatively asked: "Have you volunteered?"

Unexpectedly, the first one to raise his hand—or claws—was the fat cat, Tuantuan, who was sitting upright at the desk, showing an interest in sin training.

Zheng Qing still clearly remembers the troubles caused when Fat Cat went to class instead of Fatty Xin in a certain magical philosophy class last year. Even if Jiang Yu was not there tonight, he didn't want to leave a stupid shout to others, especially the fringe hunting team. Weird impression.

So he looked up slightly, pretending not to see the paw.

Following the cat, Fatty Xin hurriedly raised his hand.

He was just shocked by the suggestion of the young public fee student, and was slightly distracted, but unexpectedly, he was preempted by a cat, especially that cat had a resume of 'impersonating someone else'.

As for the reason for distraction, it was because the moment he heard Zheng Qing's suggestion, the fat wizard immediately came up with a series of various thoughts, including but not limited to using Zheng Qing's identity to inquire about news, secretly interviewing people from Qingqiu Mansion. The fox maid can even pretend to be Zheng Qing to go to the editorial department of the school newspaper for an interview, say something that everyone likes to hear, and provide a wealth of news materials to the fellow reporter Sin Banner Schmidt-Bayer.

It must be emphasized that the "impersonation" here is a completely legal impersonation authorized by the parties.

Because there were too many possibilities in his mind in an instant, the fat wizard lost his mind in an instant and was almost robbed of this opportunity by a cat.

Zheng Qing retracted his gaze slightly disappointed.

In fact, the best candidate in his heart is Xiao Xiao, but the doctor doesn't seem to be very interested in this proposal, so it seems that only the fat wizard raised his hand - um, and the cat.

"Since only Tuantuan and Xin volunteered..." Zheng Qing cleared his throat and planned to announce his final decision, but Xiao Xiao interrupted his speech by raising his hand.

The voice of the young public fee student stopped abruptly, he thought the doctor had changed his mind.

It's a pity that Xiao Xiao didn't plan to take over this thankless job: "I didn't plan to participate... I just wanted to remind you that there are other people in the dormitory raising their hands."

Zheng Qing looked in the direction of his finger.

But I saw Dylan's coffin raised an arm at some point, hanging weakly in the air.

"When did you wake up?" Fatty Xin pretended that he had just seen the arm, glanced at the bright sunshine outside the window, and looked surprised: "...You don't sleep at noon, why are you raising your hand!"

"When you mentioned 'blood', 'meat', 'eating', 'drinking'." Mr. Vampire Werewolf yawned in response from the coffin, which sounded a little grumpy.

"Aren't you going to class tonight?" The fat wizard didn't give up, trying to persuade the most competitive opponent.

"This Saturday, vampires also have weekends, okay?" Dylan's head finally emerged halfway out of the coffin, his face was particularly pale against the dark coffin board, he yawned again, and then added : "I'm even better at pretending to be something, anyway, I also lived to be 1,780 years old..."

"Didn't you say thirteen hundred years ago?" The fat wizard sneered and interrupted someone's boast.

"Oh, really?"

Mr. Vampire Werewolf couldn't see the slightest embarrassment on his face - to a certain extent, his face really matched the age he boasted: "After all, it is not difficult to understand that my memory is a little poor... By the way, the nobleman under the moon I will definitely try my best to maintain the demeanor of 'Young Master Qingqiu'!"

"Deceiving Kangxi"

The drowsiness swept away from Dylan's face as he said the last sentence, and his eyes gleamed.

Zheng Qing immediately made a decision:

"Then it's you!"

The fat cat and the fat wizard sighed together.

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Facts have proved that it is a very wise choice for Zheng Qing to let Dylan drink compound decoction instead of himself to participate in the training camp. This caution soon paid off unexpectedly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the black cat left the dormitory and randomly selected a building in the school, wearing the ruby ​​ring on his claw wrist, and walked down the stairs.

This was his first official meeting of the Seven Deadly Sins, and he was inevitably a little nervous.

He followed the instructions of his predecessor in memory, and walked down the stairs seven steps, then upside down three times, then down five times, and then upside down.

Below the stairs, the white mist rolled out silently, submerging the entire stairs in an instant. The black cat passed through the white fog, and after a while, he saw a bronze secret door with a simple shape.

"good evening."

The black cat cautiously greeted the green grimace on the bronze door. UU Reading www.uukanshu.com

"First meeting... Please advise." The green grimace twisted into a terrifying smile, his voice hoarse and unpleasant: "I can see that you are indeed a suitable sinner."

"How?" The black cat pricked up his ears curiously.

"Hey...because you, like your seniors, like to be the last one to go to the conference room." The green grimace pouted, and his eyes rolled up and down: "...you just go in naked?"

Sure enough, this guy is really annoying.

The black cat silently took out his own mask, claws, and robes from the ruby ​​ring. He stood up, put on the robe first, then put on the mask and claws, and walked two steps.

Then it confirmed one thing, and that is that cats are really not suitable for walking upright.

The heavy robe was not slightly lighter because it was a cat, and the black cat was pressed into a ball, and it had to walk on all fours and walk like a real cat.

"If I were you, I'd be on crutches."

The grimace on the bronze door babbled, as if there were endless gossip: "Cat fairy, hehe, it's fun to imagine, this is the first time I let a cat in my stomach... Excuse me, I can bring a few mice next time. Is it? I heard that those little things taste very delicious... Also, don't leave the hair in the conference room..."

The black cat's eyes moved slightly - on crutches? Seems like a good idea to try next time.

Then it stood up, raised its claws, and knocked on the small bronze door in front of it with the ruby ​​ring that was set on the claw's wrist. The grimace on the door stuck out his tongue and licked over the gemstone ring. The black cat resisted the urge to take out a towel on the spot.

The door opened silently.

Before entering the door, the black cat heard the chatter from inside.