Hunting College

　　 Before sneaking into the first university plane, Nikita imagined many scenarios where he was discovered.

For example, accidentally triggering the monster alarm device on the special plane, and being surrounded by escorts who came after hearing the news; for example, when I met my classmates in college on the special plane, I had to hurt the black hand; another example, the plane happened to'no' Be careful' boarded an old immortal wizard and carried himself back to the black prison like a chicken.

　　 For each scenario, she has prepared several different solutions.

　　 The only thing she didn't expect was that her flawless lurking was ruined by a new student.

　　 She squinted her eyes and looked at Zheng Qing.

　　 Maybe this breath that can cause the blood of one's monsters to irritate, can slightly deal with some of the captain's blame, and reduce the punishment of some failures.

　　 The corners of the banshee's mouth were slightly raised.

　　 She raised a finger and sprang four or five ropes out of thin air to tie Zheng Qing, who had fainted on the floor.

　　 "Stop her!" With a loud shout, the red-faced boy not far away rushed out, like a cannonball, before Zheng Qing. The heavy landing sound made this special plane tremble.

　　 The two ropes rushed right in front of him.

　　 The red-faced boy raised his fist and slammed it heavily on the rope, making a sound of gold and iron. The two ropes hissed miserably, and fell weakly on the floor.

　　 Xiao Xiao stood beside Zheng Qing, silently took out a simple tortoise shell, and said a spell. Runes flowed on the tortoise shell, and a faint golden light film came out, protecting the two of them.

　　 The rope coming from a distance pierced the golden light film fiercely, making a harsh drilling sound.

　　 In the dining room, other freshmen covered their ears and stared blankly at the rapidly intensifying scene. For some reason, the two people who were still facing each other three minutes ago suddenly challenged the banshee hand in hand.

　　 Zheng Qing clutched his forehead and was awakened by the noise of drilling.

　　 With blank eyes, he stared at the twisted golden chandelier on the ceiling without focus.

　　 some fragments before fainting flashed quickly in his mind.

　　Special plane, elf, flight attendant, banshee.

　　 He stared, gritted his teeth, and struggled to get up.

　　 "Wake up?" Xiao Xiao stood in front of him, her voice very tired.

　　 "All right." Zheng Qing's voice was hoarse and low, and he grabbed a pile of yellow paper symbols from the gray bag.

　　 "No one was hurt except you." Xiao Xiao's hands holding the tortoise were trembling, but her voice was very steady: "It's just that we are in big trouble."

　　 After speaking, he loosened his hands and sat on the ground.

　　 After a few flashes of the light film covering the two of them, it shattered suddenly, turned into golden light, and fell back to the tortoise shell.

　　 The quaint tortoise shell spun slowly two times in the air before it fell off.

　　 The three ropes that were originally drilled with the light film, but after a pause, they lashed at the two again fiercely.

　　 Zheng Qing is clear.

　　 He took a step forward and stood in front of Xiao Xiao.

　　 waved his hand, and the piles of yellow paper talisman floated up, like a big net, covering the three ropes.

　　 There was no sound. The three ropes were covered with yellow paper talisman and fell straight on the floor, making a bang.

　　 Nikita's smile faded away.

　　 The red light in her eyes slowly lit up.

　　 "I seem a little too kind."

　　 "Maybe you should be shown how the real lich handles fresh ingredients."

　　 The banshee's voice is still sweet, and her words are still playful, but the meaning contained therein makes all the new students shudder.

　　The black hair floated in the air, and the banshee's eyes were red.

　　 Heavy pressure fell on the entire restaurant again.

　　 The tableware clinked in this breathtaking breath, and the tables and chairs creaked. The pets shivered with their heads in the arms of their owners, and the guardian charms on the new students burst into brilliant light again.

　　 Xiao Xiao sat on the ground, holding up the quaint tortoise shell again.

　　 The pale gold mask shimmered with a reassuring luster, blocking the horrible coercion of the banshee.

　　 Zheng Qing stretched out his hand and dragged in the red-faced boy outside the mask.

　　 The red-faced boy sat on the ground, turned his head, and looked at Xiao Xiao angrily: "Why didn't you make a move before!"

　　 Zheng Qing knew that he was referring to what Xiao Xiao tried to prevent when he called everyone to resist.

　　 "Because she didn't do anything." Xiao Xiao leaned on the back of the sofa, her voice slightly deformed under the pressure.

　　 "Why are you doing it again now!"

　　 "Because they are here." Xiao Xiao tilted his head to the entrance of the restaurant, as if he was relieved.

　　 Zheng Qing and the red-faced boy turned their heads at the same time and looked at the entrance of the restaurant.

　　 The door of the restaurant is still closed.

　　 It's just that, under the shadow of the wine chef on the left of the door, a vague figure appeared.

"I was still curious just now, which big guy is so shameless." A lazy voice sounded behind the U-shaped bar, and a young man with a decadent face and bare skin studded with copper nails and iron rings was slow. Walked out of the shadow of the wine chef.

　　 The heavy pressure in the restaurant was quietly resolved.

　　 He walked to the bar, picked up a few pieces of crushed ice in the ice bucket, and threw them into his glass.

As if feeling the joyful gazes around him, he raised the wine glass in his hand and looked at the banshee not far away: "Unexpectedly, it was just a little fairy in the wild...Sure enough~www.wuxiaspot.com~ boring life is everywhere. It's boring."

　　 The banshee tilted her head and looked at the young man who appeared abruptly, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

　　 The young man with thumbtacks on his face shook the glass, seeming to be more interested in the liquid in the glass. He lowered his head and mumbled: "Did your elders send you over to read the war book?"

"It should not be." A gentle voice sounded beside Zheng Qing, and said: "This kind of thing is not something that a little lich who has not yet entered the wanted order can bear. By the way, I want a Margarita, which can be more. A little lemon. Would you like something, Victor?"

　　 Zheng Qing turned his head vigorously, almost breaking his neck.

　　 This is a young voice, but his hair is a bit gray.

　　 Unlike the punk-dressed young man, this figure is shrouded in a large robe. The robes stretched up from the feet, and the tall collar firmly covered the tip of his nose. Zheng Qing's vague sight could only see his smooth forehead and his slightly gray hair.

　　 "Vodka, thank you." A deep voice sounded from another direction.

　　 Zheng Qingshun prestige goes.

　　 In the clearing in front of the French windows sat cross-legged a tall man in armor with open arms. At the moment he was squinting his head, raising his eyelids and staring at the banshee.

　　 Next to him stood a tall woman with purple hair.

　　 "Respect your opponent!" The purple-haired woman's voice is beautiful, but also very cold: "Even if the opponent is a banshee who only scares children. In addition, drinking is not allowed during the mission, Hilda."

　　 "Bai Ding's shackles," the lazy voice behind the bar muttered: "I am not drinking wine, but atmosphere."