Hunting College

When Zheng Qing heard Zhang Jixin talk about hunting team training, he was stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses-because of Su Shijun, he was in a trance the whole afternoon, although it was only half a day, it seemed to have passed. For a long time, even the words like hunting team and freshman match seemed strange to him.

"Training...?" He murmured, raising his head, staring at the bright moon in the sky.

It is already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Normally at this time, the study room has been closed and the library has begun to rush people. Most students will concentrate in the dormitory or night snack shop on the pedestrian street to relieve the fatigue of the day.

Before the night patrol of the school work committee began, many places, including the wild garden, the shore of Linzhong Lake, and the small forest, gradually lost their popularity. Only the werewolves and zombies who wandered out at night, as well as the ghosts who held grave head parties, would be here. Time period, haunt these places.

——Singing insects accompany them, fireflies light up their lights, under the sky full of stars, swallowing silvery moonlight.

But today-or, since the first university entered the moon hunting time-the classic night scene on the aforementioned campus has disappeared.

Instead, there is a team of hunting teams chanting slogans and lined up in different battle formations, shuttled in every hidden corner of the campus, sweating, wasting magic and sleep, making the final preparations for the upcoming hunting game. And struggle.

The worms were hiding in the grass, pretending to be deaf and dumb; the tree sperms stuffed their heads in the tree hole, trembling; even the cruel murlocs in Linzhong Lake raised their hands uneasy His stone spear and stone axe, for fear of being affected by the spell runes littered by the shaman boys on the shore.

"Yes, according to the plan, today we will also start night training." Zheng Qing patted his head, his voice was a little bit annoying.

Then he raised his head and looked at Zhang Jixin: "So...where do we start?"

"Start with my exclusive interview with you." Fatty Xin squeezed out Zhang Jixin and leaned in front of Zheng Qing. He did not know when he had already lifted a small notebook and shorthand pen in his hands, and there was a ready-to-call pen behind his ear. Feather pen.

He opened his arms and fended off his companions around him, yelling: "First come first, then come...Don't you want to know more about Su Damei?"

This reason was so legitimate that Zhang Jixin, the hunter's master hunter, gave up his plan to train immediately, holding his arms with interest, standing aside, waiting for reporter Xin's live interview.

"You just want to grab the headlines tomorrow morning. Do you need to be so high-sounding?" Linguo stood outside the circle, muttering angrily-when the blue bird is present, he will always be restricted from participating in these things that are not good for the body and mind. Healthy activity. But the magical thing is that even though Lin Guo was unhappy, she still listened to the blue bird obediently.

"I'll take him to familiarize himself with the route." The blue **** pulled the reluctant Linguo and walked toward the depths of the forest without hesitation.

"Half an hour! At most half an hour, we will start training!" Zhang Jixin yelled behind the two.

Lan Ting didn't reply, just raised his hand and swayed to indicate that he knew it.

Compared with the relaxed-looking people, Zheng Qing's expression was a bit horrified.

"Interview?" He felt his throat tighten, and forced a smile: "What interview?"

Fatty Xin scratched his chin with the tail feathers of a quill, frowned, and blinked a pair of mung bean eyes, showing a somewhat thoughtful look.

"Your performance is very unusual." Reporter Xin said in a deliberate analysis: "According to news theory, normally, after anyone gets a big news, there will always be a desire to share - for example, you have met Su After the big beauties, there should be a kind of show-off psychology to be normal... No matter how bad, you should also show the attitude of looking down like a group of you hillbillies..."

"But you were too depressed." Xiao Xiao said with excuses.

"Bingo!" The fat man snapped his fingers: "You seem to be very repulsive from discussing this topic... there is a problem, there is a big problem."

"Did you make Su Shijun angry and dare to let us know?" Dylan suddenly hung upside down from the branch above Zheng Qing's head, revealing two pale fangs, and said thoughtfully: "That's not the case. It's hard to understand why you are dodging..."

"Fuck!" Zheng Qing was startled by the hideous face that suddenly appeared in front of him, and almost smashed a talisman.

"Even if you annoy her, it's no big deal... As long as we don't say anything, can the support team of Su Damei be able to fix you?" Fatty Xin comforted and continued to analyze: "From another angle... It is also something to boast about to provoke beautiful Su Da! Not everyone can make her angry!"

"Who said I provoke her? Isn't she provoke me!" Zheng Qing finally couldn't help but loudly refuted the fallacy of several guys.

"She provokes you?!" The quill in Fatty Xin's hand seemed to have taken a stimulant, and he shook quickly, staggering and running wildly on his notebook, and even a few feathers were knocked to and fro. Up.

"How did she provoke you? Did you see her? Did you see her husband and children? Do you know who that wild man is? Is it from our school? Is it a professor or an assistant? It can't be a school worker Come on!!!" Dylan snapped down from the tree and got up. Before even tidying up the messy robes, he grabbed the public servant and spewed out excitedly.

"Image... pay attention to image!" Zhang Jixin pretended to stop the excited Mr. Vampire Werewolf, and insincerely prompted: "At any rate, it is also from the family of Tubot and O'Brien. Pay attention to the image... Questions one by one. Brother will tell us, right?"

As he said, he looked at Zheng Qing eagerly, and his original purple-red face became more loyal under the moonlight.

Zheng Qing looked at the chaos around ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ her face was wrinkled, and the pain in her heart could not be said.

It would not be troublesome if it was simply to irritate the big beauty. The point is that he can be sure that if he shakes out the facts, he may be able to get out of this small forest safely, but there is absolutely no way to live safely to the next time. When the moon rises.

Then he lowered his head and had an idea.

"I said she provoke me because she lied to me to take part in a dimensional evolution experiment." The young public-sponsor squeezed an angry expression on his face and complained loudly to the surrounding partners: "Look, I 'S shadow was stolen by the people in that laboratory! It's too much! Isn't it?!"

Silvery moonlight fell to the ground through the gaps between the branches.

Zheng Qing stood in the moonlight, and there was nothing under her feet.

His shadow did disappear.

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