Hunting College

　　 "Attention, everyone."

　　 The beautiful voice of the flight attendant resounded in every corner of the cabin.

"I am Su Qijun, the flight attendant of this flight. This flight was attacked by unidentified dangerous creatures during the voyage. It has been confirmed that no students were injured except for some students who were frightened. Here, I would like to represent this flight. All crew members and UM League Moonlight Airlines would like to express our sincerest apologies to you."

　　 "The journey will continue as normal. If any students feel unwell or find other abnormalities, please contact our flight attendants in time."

　　 "Thank you very much for your active cooperation with the crew members."

　　 "Thank you!"

　　 In the lingering sound of the cabin broadcast, Zheng Qing signed his name on the roster, and then, supported by Xiao Xiao and Shi Yuan, walked towards the cabin.

　　 The corridor at the entrance of the restaurant is very deep, every few meters, there is a small door with a round arch carved, behind the door are different cabins. At this moment, the entrances of these small carved doors are crowded with many curious heads. Those who did not go to the restaurant, or who came back early after lunch, are picking up at the door, carefully looking at the new students returning from the restaurant.

　　 The special plane is very small, and the news of the monsters appearing on the special plane has spread quickly, but the news is varied, true and false.

　　 The vague announcement by the flight attendant made many people believing these rumors.

　　 At the small carved door of each cabin, there are wizards who claim to have heard first-hand news, pointing fingers and feet, talking endlessly about the strange inside stories.

　　 Someone vividly described how the elves rioted in the restaurant, and how the headed elves had blue-faced fangs, a length of one foot, and a mouthful of blood, eating those pets. In these descriptions, the usually gentle little guy could not stand the enslavement of the wizard, and rose up to resist, smashing working pots and pans, overturning all tables, chairs and benches, smashing chandeliers, and tearing curtains. Like the hero in the epic story, with the aura of justice, resist the tyranny of the evil wizard!

　　 What is strange is that many young wizards are full of enthusiasm and enthusiasm. They seem to be unable to see the countless logical contradictions in this story.

　　 Someone also solemnly interpreted the announcement made by the flight attendant. For example, dangerous creatures are monsters; unidentified dangerous creatures are unregistered monsters; if a classmate is frightened, someone must be scared to cry, dizzy, or even frightened by magical riots; no student injured means there are people who are not students injured. These people who interpreted the announcement even patiently analyzed the tone of Su Qijun's flight attendant, where the stress was, which words were expressed abnormally, and so on.

　　 I have to say that compared with the elf riots, the conclusions obtained by these analysts and notifications are more reliable.

　　 There are also mysterious secrets of humans and gods, and they whispered to their companions that the monsters on the special plane did not escape, but slipped into the new students. Those who came back from the restaurant were most likely to be replaced by the monsters. The flight attendant asked everyone to pay attention to the abnormal situation in order not to startle the snake and catch the turtle in the urn.

　　 This statement added a bit of scrutiny to those curious eyes at the door.

　　 Zhang Jixin and Liu Feifei are in different cabins. Because of those scrutinizing gazes, the few people did not continue to go with each other, they parted at the entrance of the restaurant, and agreed to meet again after arriving at the school.

　　 Li Meng hugged three little pets and walked in front. She held her head high, her little leather shoes slammed on her feet, hugged the fox and the pigeon, looked right and left, with full air.

　　 But to her anger, none of the new students asked her about the accident in the restaurant.

　　 Most of the curious eyes fell on the supported Zheng Qing.

　　 These boring freshmen looked at them curiously, whispered, and carefully found out if Zheng Qing was injured in the battle with the monster.

　　 Zheng Qing's face flushed.

　　 He hates being watched the most.

　　 is like watching a monkey show.

　　 He even hoped that the headache would be more violent, and it would be better to let himself pass out completely and avoid these rude eyes.

　　 Unlike him, there are also some freshmen who use this kind of onlookers as a stage to show off.

　　 "I thought that the red-eyed flight attendant had a problem!" In the corridor, a boy excitedly said to his partner next to him: "If it weren't for worrying about being scolded and discriminating against me, I would definitely hit her on my donkey hoof."

　　 Talking, the boy raised a dark and shriveled gadget hanging on his chest, and demonstrating seriously to his friends how to subdue a demon with black donkey hoofs.

　　 The surrounding freshmen listened with gusto.

　　 Zheng Qing rolled his eyes and tried to block out the picture of this spicy eye.

　　 He felt embarrassed for that boy.

　　Only standing in the aura of a demon can one understand the meaning of courage.

　　 It wasn't until a few people returned to their seats that the gazes around them slowly disappeared.

　　 "Are you really okay?" The little monk put Zheng Qing on his seat and asked with some worry.

　　 "Um, it's okay, just rest for a while." Zheng Qing endured the pain of the head twitching, and responded vaguely, lowering the back of the seat.

　　 The beauty with the big burgundy waves on the other side of the little monk still wore her blindfold and fell asleep.

　　 Zheng Qing has some inexplicable disappointments in his heart.

"He probably had some symptoms induced by the stimulus just now. Listening to what he means, it is an old problem. Generally, it is safer to listen to him in this situation." Next to him, Xiao Xiaozheng quietly explained what happened in the restaurant to Lanque .

　　 Li Meng leaned forward and squeezed beside them, then added in a low voice, arguing about something.

　　 Zheng Qing couldn't hear and didn't want to listen.

　　 He curled up in the wide seat, feeling that his whole mind was in a state of utter horror, and soon he fell asleep.

　　……

　　 The body swayed in tandem, and the sight of distant and close makes people feel weightless.

　　 He craned his neck and poked his head, trying to see why he was dangling~www.wuxiaspot.com~A pair of dull wooden eyes appeared in his field of vision.

　　 Then it was the stiff neck.

　　 Straight and stunned legs.

　　 Then there were two creaking shaking boards.

　　 He suddenly realized.

　　 It turned out that I was on a wooden horse.

　　 Dog barking from far to near.

　　 He turned his head, a big wolf dog, with a wet tongue and scarlet eyes, was chasing behind the wooden horse. The dog had a collar of thorns on its neck, and its fur was tangled with blood scabs and dust, and looked dirty. It opened its mouth wide, revealing its yellow-stained fangs, and muddy saliva oozes from between its teeth and drips into the soil.

　　 can't be bitten by a dog.

　　 He was fierce in his heart and kicked the horse's belly hard.

　　Run! He shouted.

　　 The dog barked farther and farther.

　　 When he looked back, he could no longer see the big dog, and there was only a deep twilight in his vision.

　　 The burning clouds in the setting sun spread far away, overflowing like sea water.

　　 The fire cloud is getting closer and the color is getting darker.

　　 Until deep red like blood.

　　 After the cloud, it seemed that the wild dog's desolate growl came.

　　 A blood-red cloud of fire swept over the horse, like a sea tide rushing onto the beach, drowning everything.

　　……

　　 Li Meng is chatting to Blue Tit about the details of the restaurant accident.

　　 Zheng Qing, who was sleeping next to him, suddenly jumped forward, shocking her.

　　 "What are you doing!" The little girl looked at Zheng Qing angrily.

　　 Zheng Qing muttered something, then turned over and continued to sleep.

　　 Li Meng looked at Xiao Xiao blankly.

　　 "Nightmare?" Xiao Xiao shook his head, picked up the pen, and scribbled in his notebook that seemed to never finish.