Hunting College

"Good morning, fellow students. Welcome to take a direct flight from the First University of UM League Moonlight Airlines. I am the flight attendant Su Qijun. I am very happy to serve you. The estimated flight time of this journey is 5 hours and 35 minutes. We have prepared a delicious lunch for you. Students in need can go to the cafeteria to eat after the plane takes off; if you need other help, please press the red button above your head and our flight attendants will serve you wholeheartedly."

　　 "Our plane is about to take off. The flight attendant will conduct a routine security check. Please sit in your seats, put away the small tables, fasten your seat belts, and carry your pets in your arms."

　　 "Thank you for your cooperation and wish you a pleasant journey."

　　 "Su Qijun!" Li Meng screamed: "What is her relationship with Su Shijun! Should I ask her for an autographed photo?"

"They are all young generations of the Qingqiu Su's square characters. Just listen to the name." Xiao Xiao put away his notebook, held the old tortoise in his arms, and sat upright: "It's just that she is not Su Shijun, what use is it for you to take a photo with her?"

　　 "Who is Jun Su Shi?" Zheng Qing couldn't help asking while holding his small table.

"The youngest member of the Council of the Moon, the default heir of the Qingqiu Su family, is rumored to have reached the five-tailed state and is being assessed by the Great Wizarding Conference as the number one beauty in the wizarding world." Xiao Xiao quickly replied without blinking her eyes. , Should be a goddess. The goddess of all wizards in the wizarding world."

　　 "Goddess." Zheng Qing touched Poseidon in his arms and glanced at the aisle of the cabin.

　　 A flight attendant in a crisp uniform was bending over, smiling, and whispering something to a classmate in the front row. The tight uniform perfectly outlines her beautiful figure, and the slender legs further strengthen this visual impact.

　　 Zheng Qing swallowed and quickly retracted his gaze.

　　 See no evil, don’t see evil, don’t see evil.

　　 He recited the proverbs three times silently in his heart, but his mind continued to outline the beautiful curve just now.

　　 The young man was very angry. He comforted himself, changed his sitting position, and squeezed an almond out of the box.

　　 "This classmate, the plane is about to take off. For the safety of you and others, please put away the small table board."

　　The beautiful voice sounded not far away, Zheng Qing turned his head, and the flight attendant was softly calling for the big wine-red wave sleeping on the side of the aisle.

　　 Across the two seats in the aisle, one side sits with a little monk wearing a gray cloth, while the other passenger sleeps on a small table. The little monk has put away the scriptures and is closing his eyes and meditating. And the big wine-red wave opposite him has been sleeping since Zheng Qing got on the plane.

　　 Under the repeated calls of the flight attendants, the passenger with the big burgundy wave shook his head, raised his head, revealing a delicate little face.

　　 can't bear the pink daisy, it is very colorful. Zheng Qing praised in his heart. Compared with the flight attendant next to it, it is not inferior.

Lazily stretched his arms, stretched his waist, squinted his eyes with the big burgundy wave, put away the small table, and then pulled out an eye mask from Kun's bag, put it on his head, leaned on the large seat and continued to whistle Sleeping.

　　 This makes Zheng Qing quite disappointed.

　　 "What do you hold in your arms? Don't you need to put it away?" Li Meng looked at the passenger opposite him and asked, "What is your name, which class is in Jiuyou Academy?"

Opposite Li Meng was a delicate-faced classmate. His long black hair was **** at the root and tucked into the wide hood on the white long coat. The purple scarf was casually placed on his shoulders, and his hands held the long strips in his arms. The package has been silently looking out the window.

　　 Zheng Qing rubbed his head with a headache.

　　 Five minutes ago, Little Lolita still had a timid look, but she was a little familiar with it, and she started to chat non-stop.

　　 Maybe she should not raise a pigeon, but a sparrow.

　　 "The scarf on your neck is so beautiful! What is it made of?"

　　 Turning around, Zheng Qing saw Li Meng leaning over, touching the purple scarf, and patted it.

　　 "Wow, it feels so good!" Li Meng yelled.

"Oh..." A purple plush mink head came out of the wide hood behind the scarf owner, and a frightening sound was made in his throat. The purple scarf bounced a few times, and then it was put into the hood suddenly. Qing was shocked.

　　 So it was not a scarf, it was a sable tail.

　　 Li Meng was stunned, flat his mouth, eyes filled with tears, and his eye sockets began to turn red.

　　 "My name is Lan Ting, this is a sword." Sable's master finally said. He retracted his gaze from the window, pointed to the long strip of parcel in his arms, and awkwardly comforted him: "Don't cry."

　　 is a male voice, Zheng Qing finally confirmed.

　　 Li Meng red eyes, sniffed, showing a brilliant smile: "I didn't cry, I'm a college student!"

　　 The purple mink seemed very proud. Two front paws climbed on the blue tit's left shoulder, stretched out, and opened his mouth leisurely, revealing his teeth.

　　 Poseidon glanced at the little mink with interest, and shook his big tail.

　　 The pigeon on Li Meng's shoulder grumbled angrily, waving its wings and threatening the sable on the opposite side.

　　 "Dear students, please hold your pets in your arms, our plane is about to take off." A beautiful voice from the flight attendant heard in his ears, and Zheng Qing quickly turned his head, showing a serious expression.

　　 A refreshing fragrance floated with the sound of the heel of the shoes.

　　The beautiful curve appeared in front of Zheng Qing once again, UU read www.uukanshu.com and it was so close. The flight attendant leaned forward and pushed up the sun visor on the window. At the same time, bend down and check the seat belts of several people.

　　 Zheng Qing’s nose is filled with an intoxicating fragrance.

　　 He straightened his body nervously, not daring to move. Poseidon in his arms was squeaked by his small tongue.

　　 "It's such a cute little thing." The flight attendant smiled and scratched Poseidon's ear. Zheng Qing could clearly see that the flight attendant's nose was moving quickly.

　　 raised his head, he saw a pair of big dark red eyes.

　　'S clear eyes seemed like two hot springs, which made him addicted to himself.

　　 When he recovered, the plane had begun to fly smoothly. Several people around were discussing something enthusiastically, and even the little monk across the hall joined their topic.

　　 "How did you get your notice?" The small table in front of Xiao Xiao put down again, and he was recording something in his black notebook.

"Amitabha, the little monk saw his notice in the folder of the "Diamond Sutra" when he copied the scriptures in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion." The little monk next to him squeaked his rosary: ​​"After the report was presided over, the abbot gave a gift to the little monk. Jiezi,'all the useful things are like dreams and bubbles, such as exposure and electricity, should be observed like this'. So the little monk came."

　　 "I hunted and killed a wild monster in Qilian Mountains, and the notice was drawn from the belly of the monster." The blue bird still cherishes words like gold.

　　 Zheng Qing smacked his tongue and suddenly felt that the way he got the notice was a bit too simple.