Hunting College

　　 In the end, only Zheng Qing went to the flight attendant's lounge to consult.

　　 Li Meng needs to take care of three pets plus an injured and trembling elf, and he is in a hurry. To this end, she dragged the little monk Shi Yuan next to her to help.

　　 Xiao Xiao quickly flipped through his **** notebook, frowning.

　　 So Zheng Qing shrugged and decided to go alone.

　　 The flight attendant’s lounge is at the entrance of the cafeteria, the door leaf is ajar. Through the glass window, you can see a flight attendant in his uniform, lying on the table.

　　 Zheng Qing hesitated, and finally opened the door to say hello: "Hello, excuse me."

　　 The flight attendant was lying on his stomach, did not move, and seemed to whisper something.

　　 Zheng Qing took a few steps forward, and a fragrance that was the same as the tip of an elf's wings floated into his nose.

　　 "Hello!" He said again.

　　 The flight attendant was still lying on her stomach, but Zheng Qing could already see her shoulders trembling clearly.

　　 "Hello, do you need any help?" He asked again with some worry. A strange emotion filled my heart-because this sentence should have been said by the flight attendant.

　　 "I'm hungry." The flight attendant lay on his arm, whimpering.

　　 "Hungry?" Zheng Qing raised his head, turned his head and glanced at the cafeteria outside, a bit inexplicable: "There is a lot of food outside, what do you want to eat?"

　　 "Can you eat whatever you want?" The flight attendant stopped shaking and slowly raised his head. The black hair hung messily on her face, lining her fair skin, which was extremely dazzling.

　　 But her eyes are more dazzling.

　　 A pair of scarlet, crazily shiny, beautiful eyes.

　　 Not long ago, Zheng Qing had seen these eyes on a ferocious pig demon's face. Times are different. These eyes appeared on a flight attendant with a gorgeous face and a good figure, making Zheng Qing feel in a daze, almost thinking that he was dreaming.

　　 The corner of his eyes felt a green glow.

　　 He turned his neck stiffly and looked into the corner of the room.

　　 The group of disappeared elves neatly formed a circle, and the whole body was filled with dim green light.

　　 In the circle, there is a female corpse sitting in the corner.

　　 The female corpse had her hair drooping and her face could not be seen clearly. Her heart was torn open, revealing an empty chest. The gurgling blood ran out from the wound, staining the floor around her bright red.

　　 The elves worked hard to scoop up the blood that was about to dry on the ground, and feed it into the pale, slightly opened lips of the female corpse. The blood slid down the esophagus into the empty chest, and then flowed out along the scary wound on the chest.

　　 She is the owner of the elf.

　　 And now, their master is dead.

　　 They are dying too.

　　 They don't want to die.

　　 I don't know why, Zheng Qing can strongly feel the despair of these little guys and will not give up.

　　 The flight attendant stood up.

　　 She walked slowly to Zheng Qing's side, lowered her head, moved to his neck, her nose fluttered quickly.

　　 "It's so fragrant." She murmured, her voice soft and sweet, and there was some chagrin in her tone: "Why are you so fragrant?"

　　 is like a girl in love complaining to her boyfriend.

　　 Zheng Qing's hair is horrified.

　　 For the first time, he knew what it was like to blow up his whole body.

　　 Sweat rushes out of the pores, taking away the body heat.

　　 The chill started from the neck, spread to the back, and quickly spread to the whole body.

　　 "Are you a demon?" He asked in a hoarse voice with a dry tongue.

　　 "It's like a fake replacement." The female demon looked at him with a smile, stretched out her little pink tongue, and licked her bright red lips: "Excuse me, can I eat you?"

　　 In Zheng Qing's horrified eyes, the banshee smiled gracefully.

　　 Banshee is exactly Nikita who got into the first university plane.

　　 As part of the Master of the Mist plan, she needs to lurk into the first university.

　　 But she did not expect that she would be exposed so soon.

　　According to the agreement between the captain and her, only after successfully sneaking into the first university, waiting for an opportunity to make a big move, and attracting the attention of the school's senior management, can she retreat and be officially listed as the ship of the Mist.

　　 is now discovered in advance of the demon status, not to mention becoming an official crew member of the mist, it is uncertain whether it will be torn apart by the angry captain.

　　 "But, it smells so good." Nikita took a deep breath, the seductive scent filled her chest; every cell was irritating.

　　 The last time I felt this hunger and thirst was when I met Teacher Ulrich in the Sahara.

　　 At that time, she had not eaten blood for six months.

　　 The spicy beetles are supremely delicious in her mouth.

　　 And now, she is very sure that she is not hungry, just because the smell of this boy is so attractive.

　　 This strange smell evoked the memory buried deep in her blood. She was only hiding in the lounge, but finally couldn't help attacking the flight attendant on duty.

　　 The banshee opened the drawer of the table beside her.

Inside 　　 was empty, there was only a round luxury white porcelain plate with a dark red heart in it.

　　 The heart seemed to be alive, and occasionally twitched, squeezing out a few sticky drops of blood, adding a little color to the dull porcelain plate.

　　 The banshee reached out her delicate hand and picked up the heart.

　　 The little elves who were sitting in a circle not far away rose up suddenly, screaming angrily, and rushed to the heart.

　　 "Xixi! Xixi!!!"

　　 The banshee waved her arms boredly, and slapped a rushing elf to the ground.

　　 is like slapping a mosquito to death.

　　 The elves wailed, and carried their companions back to the corner of the female body.

　　 They no longer rushed forward recklessly, but looked at the heart in the female demon's hand from a distance.

　　 The female demon took out the condiment bottle from the bag, and sprinkled the bright condiment on the tip of her heart.

"Some monsters like to start eating from the aorta. They think the muscles there are the most chewy." The female demon looked at Zheng Qing with a smile, and patiently explained: "But I always like to start from the apex of my heart. Because there is a cavity in the apex of my heart. Hot blood, one bite down, the warm blood plasma rolls in the mouth, with the sharp and fleshy taste ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ It is a great enjoyment."

　　 said, she bit on the tip of her heart intoxicated.

　　 "Xixi! Xixi!!!" The sharp cries of the little elves awakened Zheng Qing completely.

　　 He took a step back awkwardly.

　　 Banshee didn't stop him.

　　 Zheng Qing's heart was beating frantically, his arms were stiff, his fingers were a little cramped because of excessive force, and he couldn't even open the gray cloth bag he was holding.

　　 The banshee in front of her didn't hurt him or gave him the slightest comfort. The dark red heart that the banshee held in her hand, and the blood flowing from the corner of her mouth, declared to him her future.

　　 Zheng Qing staggered and retreated into the restaurant.

　　 The banshee in the lounge threw the bitten heart to the ground.

　　 The heart rolled twice, and was hugged by a few elves who jumped over, lifted it back to the corner, and stuffed it into the chest of the female body.

　　 The female demon took out a white silk scarf, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, followed Zheng Qing's retreat, and walked out of the lounge with graceful catwalks.

　　 "Da, da, da." The heel hit the floor with a crisp sound.

　　 "Pop!" When Zheng Qing retreated in a panic, he knocked down a dining table, and the cutlery on it crashed onto the orange floor.

　　 The originally noisy restaurant was much quieter for a while.

　　 Everyone's curious eyes focused on Zheng Qing.

　　 Then people saw the flight attendant walking out of the lounge.

　　 saw those scarlet eyes.

　　 The air seemed to freeze.

　　 "Demon!!"

　　 I don’t know who yelled this word.

　　 A horrible breath exploded from the banshee with this word and spread to the entire restaurant.

　　 The plane shakes violently.

　　 The restaurant fell into chaos instantly.