Hunting College

A palace lantern undulates, floating in the air.

A few wild light worms who foraged thought they had encountered delicious food. They slumped on the gauze skin of the lantern surface, their sharp mouthparts pierced the silk, vigorously agitated their abdomen, and sucked the dry air in the lantern in vain. There is also a bit of wax oil that has evaporated.

Standing on the smooth stone road, the little plush bear hopped and jumped, trying to climb the palace lantern not far above-a few minutes ago, its owner was too shocked and accidentally dropped his hand to make it fluffy The soles of his feet come into close contact with the earth.

Now, it wants to stand back to the pinnacle of Xiong Sheng with its own efforts.

But it is too short.

Even if it tries to make the body into a ball, it still cannot bounce high enough.

The stuffed bear finally stopped jumping.

It raised its head, ears drooping, and staring at a pair of crystal clear glass eyes, looking at its owner pitifully, hoping to get a little extra help.

But it's a pity.

Its two masters—whether it is the short little witch or the long and straight black witch, have ignored this doll's appeal. Their attention is not on it now.

The witches have more important things to solve.

"So, you are just helping my cousin to take care of this bouquet... Then I saw it just when the flowers were still being returned?" Li Meng slanted his eyes, his eyes were very alert, as if he was guarding against a hentai, with a full of suspicion The tone sums up Zheng Qing’s explanation.

The young public student nodded repeatedly and almost broke his neck.

"I have reservations about this." The little witch squeezed her chin and said in a serious manner, "After all, you were a liar..."

Zheng Qing suddenly became angry.

Therefore, it is difficult to raise only a woman and a villain, and it is also extremely difficult to raise a small woman—a small misunderstanding long ago, she can remember for a lifetime!

The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth curled slightly.

But with Li Meng's next sentence, her expression became stiff.

"...I want to write a letter to my family, just write to grandma." Li Meng's small fist hit the palm of his hand, his eyes widened, and he said in a positive tone: "I want to tell her about this... she is People who come here must know if you are telling a lie!"

"Mengmeng!" Squad leader Jiang squinted, put his hand on the little witch's shoulder, and touched her ear threateningly.

Li Meng shrank her neck, and finally pouted, picking up the plush bear that circled her leg, and began to ravage its hairy ears.

"Do you guys like to participate in hunting games so much?" Jiang Yu turned to look at Zheng Qing, bit his lip, and suddenly asked, "Why didn't you go to Irina to be your hunting team manager?"

"Ilena? She said that she had promised to join another hunting team." Zheng Qing honestly said that she had gone to the Gypsy Witch and was rejected.

He also felt very depressed, and his tone had always been very disappointed.

I can only say that if you don't do it, you won't die.

In the end, the sixth sense in the dark saved the young public-sponsored student who ran farther and farther on the way to death.

Zheng Qing seemed to feel a bit of coolness in the air suddenly. He couldn't help but wrap his robe tightly, and took out a'wind-proof charm' from the gray cloth bag, inserted it into the flower bouquet held by the witch, and smiled: It’s just coming out of summer and it’s so cold... I’m afraid I’ll freeze my nose in winter.”

A wisp of blue smoke came out of the wind-breaking talisman, a layer of colorless enchantment gently expanded, and the witch holding the flower was drawn in.

"I want too! I want too!" Li Meng yelled, stomping her small red leather shoes next to her.

"Don't make a fuss... just hug your plush bear." Zheng Qingyou hurt his rune paper a little bit, slapped off the outstretched paws of the plush bear, and comforted: "This bear looks very warm. "

"You are a bear! Your whole family are bears!!" The plush bear stared at the pair of glass beads, angrily.

This episode saved Zheng Qing a bit of points.

When he looked up again and looked at Jiang Yu, the witch just pursed her mouth and said very sorry: "I'm sorry, I've been busy recently...maybe I don't have time to deal with the hunting team."

This is a tactful rejection.

Zheng Qing could still hear this.

So he was dumbfounded once again-originally he thought this was a sure thing, after all, Jiang Yu had always given him the impression that he was very helpful.

"Ahem!" Li Meng stood beside Jiang Yu, cleared his throat, with an expression of'you come and invite me'.

Zheng Qing looked at her doll-like appearance, petite figure, and the stuffed bear in her arms, and finally laughed twice, pretending to not see her, and haha, and fled.

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"There is really no price for eyesight!" Li Meng stared at the young public figure who was going away, angrily.

"Indeed." Jiang Yu rarely agreed with his cousin's point of view.

"Wow!" Mao Xiong hung around Li Meng's neck, howling, in support of the views of the two masters.

"What you meant just now... was you planning to participate in the school hunting meeting?" Jiang Yu seemed to finally remember something, bowed his head and glanced at Li Meng.

A panic flashed in the little witch's eyes.

"Nothing...haha," she laughed dryly, patted Mao Xiong on the head, and quickly explained: "I just blame him for not noticing that cousin you are so busy these days, so he came to disturb you..."

The stuffed bear pitifully raised his paws and hugged his head, enduring the cruelty of the little witch, trying his best not to let his glass eyes fall from his head.

Jiang Yu was not distracted by her small movements.

She squatted down, staring at the little witch, and warned: "You are not allowed to participate in school hunting...No form is allowed. This is not a child's play game, it will be deadly...If you are not obedient, then I have to apply to the school and send you home."

Li Meng pursed his mouth high, rolled his eyes, and agreed weakly.

Then she remembered another thing.

"Transfiguration is also a very dangerous magic, why are you trying?!" She was a little unconvinced, and whispered: "Also, I just saw you two holding hands...I want to write to home!"

"You, say, what?" Jiang Yu smiled, slapped the little witch's head, and began to rub her hair.

"Oh, don't mess up my hair!" Li Meng immediately gave in to beg for mercy.

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After leaving the two witches, Zheng Qing went to the library for another round.

He went to Liu Feifei.

She is the last manager of the hunting team, and the least likely one.

As the chief student of Jiuyou College this year, Liu Feifei's performance in learning is beyond doubt. But she rarely participates in the daily activities of the club or everyone. She always reads books silently in the library—of course, it should be two people now, and Nicholas always reads books with her.

Not surprisingly, Liu Feifei also tactfully rejected Zheng Qing's proposal.

The young public-sponsored student discovered that this fact was a failure in the presence of Nicholas. The former guide not only did not help Zheng Qing speak, but tried to dissuade Liu Feifei from staying away from the ‘savage and dangerous activities of hunting monsters’.

When Zheng Qing returned to the dormitory with this bad news~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Xiao Xiao brought him another bad news.

"The ruling hunting team flew a paper crane for you, and the hunting team training time has been postponed to the weekend." The doctor took out a paper crane from the drawer and threw it to the public student who had just entered the door.

"Why?!" Zheng Qing scratched his hair, feeling exhausted.

"It is said that the hunting grounds of the school hunting club have not been cleaned up... The organizing committee has arranged for the hunting teams in the school's rankings to be ‘divided by pieces’. It is necessary to eliminate hidden dangers in the hunting grounds by Thursday.

Zheng Qing sighed, opened the crumpled paper crane in his hand, and complained: "It's nothing that goes well... In other words, you shouldn't treat these little paper cranes so roughly next time, well, they are also very hard. ."

"You have to talk to the fat cat about this." Dylan's head suddenly emerged from his big coffin, and Zheng Qing was taken aback.

Mr. Vampire Werewolf slowly explained: "I don't know when the fat cat likes tossing these little paper cranes... Every paper crane that wants to fly into our dormitory will be ravaged by it for a long time."