Hunting College

Zheng Qing chewed on the name of the tall and thin wizard, and there was a groove in his heart.

Throw it up, it seems that you don't respect people.

But he didn't vomit and felt unhappy, pressed in the bottom of my heart, and panicked.

Deng Xiaojian did not notice the tangled face of the young wizard. His face was a little sallow, his eyebrows were slender, he was dressed in a neat updo, but there was a machete hanging from his waist, which looked a bit nondescript.

However, when Zheng Qing noticed the blue robe of the Star Academy under his cloak, the sense of violation in his heart was immediately relieved.

For the academy that likes fists better than Dharma books, the Taoist priest with a machete in his waist does not seem to be an unacceptable match.

"Senior Xiaojian is good." Linguo sullen her face and respectfully bowed to the lanky wizard. Obviously, he noticed the black border on the blue robe of the strange wizard-which meant his sophomore senior.

Deng Xiaojian twitched the corners of his mouth when he heard the name of the little wizard.

Zheng Qing helped the amount.

What the **** is Xiaojian-senpai? It's easier to call Senior Deng than Senior Xiao Jian! Did Lin Guo's brain be gnawed away by zombies?

Before he could adjust the atmosphere, there was a series of ‘squeak’ laughs behind him.

Yes, it was laughter.

After raising it for so long, he knows exactly what his little fox is. Even if he didn't look back, the young public-sponsored student could guess that the fox was now laughing staggeringly on the goat's head.

He turned his head, as expected.

Poseidon's front paws were holding the black goat's horns, and his big fluffy tail was upright, his eyes squinted, and his body trembled with laughter.

The black goat's mouth also stopped wriggling, and he looked at the strange wizard not far away with a weird face, and his eyes were clearly puzzled: Who would call such an angry name!

"It's the first time I heard a fox call like that." Deng Xiaojian smiled dryly and said in self-relief.

He will never breathe with two small animals.

"It's still young, I haven't seen it in the world...just laughed." Zheng Qing explained hurriedly, but found that every time he said the word'jian', Deng Xiaojian's mouth twitched.

This makes young public-funded students more and more at a loss. He simply turned around, grabbed the little fox's top leather, stuffed it into his arms, and blocked his mouth with the corner of his robe to stop his impolite behavior.

"So I always hate to introduce myself." Deng Xiaojian used a slightly self-deprecating sentence to successfully soothe the somewhat rigid atmosphere in the field.

"I also hate to introduce myself." Ling Guo said sincerely next to him.

"If you don't mind, you can call me'Deng Zi' just like my friends." Deng Xiaojian scratched his chin with a helpless expression: "If possible, I hope to meet in the future and not call my name in the public. Easy. Cause unnecessary trouble. Of the ten games I played in the starry sky, seven or eight were caused by names..."

While listening to his babbling words, Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly, stroked Poseidon's big tail, and looked at the strange senior in front of him, slightly uncertain of his intentions.

Maybe just come over to say hello?

This possibility is very high, the young public-funded student secretly thought. Since he was awarded the Merlin Medal, he has always met strange wizards on campus to greet him-many people also bring notebooks to ask for autographs.

"...Today our hunting team night training, just now Lanzi said that there are two freshman patrol students here, I guessed it was you." Deng Xiaojian held the machete around his waist, still nagging and nagging. As he said, he was very casual: "Sure enough."

Zheng Qing smiled cooperatively, his eyes wandering around the lanky wizard for a moment, and finally couldn't help but reminded in a low voice: "If you don't bring the book, you can go back to the library to find me... Everyone knows where I sit... …I’ve never signed a knife."

"Sign? What sign..." Deng Xiaojian looked inexplicable, and then suddenly: "Do you think I am here to ask for your signature...Hahahahaha..."

Laughter broke the tranquility of the lake.

Several other hunting team members who were resting not far away looked curiously.

The sleeping birds on the branch were awakened by the laughter, opened their mouths angrily, and complained loudly.

By the lake, a kappa who had just climbed ashore was startled by the sudden noise. He slipped his feet and rolled back to Linzhong Lake, swaying a round of shallow waves.

"I'm sorry..." Seeing Zheng Qing's face gradually turning to purple-red, Deng Xiaojian finally suppressed his laughter, waved his hand apologetically, and added: "I'm really just coming over to say hello and get to know you."

Zheng Qing's face was black and did not answer.

He was still in extreme embarrassment, thinking about how he could slide into the bottom of Linzhong Lake calmly and use the cold lake water to extinguish the heat from his body.

"He can't join other societies either." Lin Guo suddenly said, defending the last dignity of the young public student next to him: "We have formed a new knight group... he is the head of our knight group."

"Knights?" Deng Xiaojian's narrow eyes narrowed slightly, nodded, and smiled approvingly: "Very good...I'm not here to pull you into the club-in fact, you are not suitable for joining the Star Academy. Society."

Thinking of the **** rumors in the practice class, Zheng Qing nodded involuntarily.

"I met you because of my cousin... Deng Xiaoxian, you know, he asked me to take care of you at school. Some time ago, our hunting team has been busy training, and you are also busy, so there has been no Make time to meet up."

"Deng Xiaoxian?" Zheng Qing didn't react to this somewhat familiar name.

Deng Xiaojian obviously noticed the confusion on his face.

"It's just thin, tall and tall... He has a lock of long hair on his forehead. The guy who runs a drug store... He said he is a neighbor with you." Deng Xiaojian gestured, looking a little strange: "Are you not familiar with each other..."

"Oh, Pan Lv'er!" Zheng Qing yelled immediately, then reacted, and apologized: "I'm sorry...I used to call him by his nickname before. You just mentioned your name, but you still haven't reacted."

"...Pan Lv'er..." Deng Xiaojian looked at Zheng Qing with a weird face: "That's what you call him?"

"It's all nicknames." Knowing that he was a relative of an acquaintance in front of him, Zheng Qing's attitude was obviously warmer, and the embarrassment on his face subsided unknowingly: "Pan Lüer always calls me'little Mr.'... "

This is purely putting gold on one's face.

But Deng Xiaojian is obviously not aware of the twists and turns. He recalled his grumpy cousin, and then looked at the young man with a clean smile in front of him, and suddenly he was a little unsure of what attitude he would use to talk.

"Why is his surname Deng, but his cousin's surname Pan?" Lin Guo obviously didn't understand the mystery, and tangled his fingers: "The cousin should have the same surname as his own family. Isn't your brother adoptive... "

Deng Xiaojian opened his mouth, not knowing how to explain the origin of his cousin's nickname to the minor wizard.

Zheng Qing is very skilled in handling such things.

He immediately turned off the conversation and turned the topic to other directions: "Aren't you dangerous to train at night? I was always wondering why the school would allow such unsafe things. If we encountered the trouble during our last patrol ..."

"You mean that little wild demon?" Deng Xiaojian raised his eyebrows~www.wuxiaspot.com~, pressing his right hand on the hilt of his waist, he smiled slightly: "I have read the report, and your performance is very good."

"But it's definitely not as good as you guys." Ling Guo's attention was really diverted, and he added sullenly, "Your hunting team will surely be able to unload the wild monster in ten seconds, without a trace. Pollution... and I bet no one on your hunting team will faint."

Deng Xiaojian smiled reservedly, and did not comment on what the little wizard said.

"Children don't learn to bet." Zheng Qing squeezed Poseidon into Linguo's arms, rubbed his hair, and comforted: "You just don't have experience... Don't keep that matter in your heart. . Not that serious."

Lin Guo's expression was still a bit depressed.

Poseidon stood up, lay his front legs on the wizard's shoulders, stuck out his little pink tongue, and licked his cheek.

Lin Guo's expression finally eased a lot.