Hunting College

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Holding the gift box in hand, Zheng Qing will naturally guess what gift is in the box.

Because of the previous two gifts, his first reaction was that the box contained a spear.

"Is there such a light rune spear?" The young public-sponsored student squeezed the box, raised his eyebrows, and subconsciously spoke out his own guess.

"Rune spear?" Irina's reaction to the wizard was a little inexplicable, and said strangely: "Why rune spear? Do you want rune spear as a gift?"

Zheng Qing suddenly woke up-the witch in front of her had participated in the newcomer competition just like herself. She didn't know about her use of a slingshot, so naturally she wouldn't prepare a corresponding gift.

At the same time, he felt a little embarrassed for the Oolong he had made.

"I, I just guessed that." He stammered and explained, his face slowly flushed: "Before, I received several rune guns...I thought, thought..."

"Do you think I will give rune guns too?" Irina waved her hand with a smile, looking very free and easy: "The rune guns are so expensive, I can't afford to give them... If it's a few rune bullets, I can think of a way ."

Zheng Qing breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that she didn't care about her rudeness. At the same time, he couldn't help but think of the two talisman guns he had received, and he felt more pressure.

The way to reduce stress is naturally to divert attention.

Zheng Qing immediately opened the silk tie on the box and opened her present in front of Irina.

In the box, there is a dark notebook.

The notebook looked a little worn, and there were traces of blood stains faintly remaining on the greasy cover. In addition, other aspects of the book are well maintained-the pages are ironed and the corners are wrapped with thin metal sheets, which looks unexpectedly neat-but even so, it is difficult It is a proper gift.

Zheng Qing couldn't help frowning.

He certainly wasn't dissatisfied with this notebook because it was worn out—in fact, there was no more satisfying gift than this notebook—he had seen this notebook in Jelena's hands a few weeks ago. At that time, the Gypsy witch was holding a notebook and asked him about some difficult talismans drawn in it. For this reason, Zheng Qing had to waste a long time in the library and consulted a lot of materials before he could barely give an approximate solution.

For a person who is good at Fulu, there is no gift more suitable than a notebook full of unfamiliar Fulu.

"Did you give it to me?" the young public student asked in surprise, still a little uncertain in his tone.

"Otherwise?" Irina also seemed a little unhappy, and said depressed: "Since you have drawn that card, naturally you have to give you what is most suitable for you..."

"If you are reluctant, you can give other things." Zheng Qing suggested in a low voice.

"Isn't that lie to myself?" The witch gave the boy a surprised look, and seemed very curious about how he had this idea: "It is understandable to lie to other people. What is the point of lie to yourself?"

Zheng Qing's face went dark, and he did not continue to struggle with this topic.

Like Linguo's timeline, the wizards' ideas are always full of magical colors, which are difficult to explain with logic.

Fortunately, Jelena did not continue to discuss this complicated issue.

"Yeah! Just choosing a gift for you, I almost forgot about the business!" The witch suddenly jumped up, as if frightened, abandoning the nerdy wizard, turned and ran to the terrace not far away.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a few seconds, tucked the notebook back into the gray cloth bag, and then followed. Although he still has many questions in his heart--such as where this notebook came from, which genre of the talisman recorded in the notebook, etc.--but when the two of them are still in someone else’s lounge, he thought of The young public-sponsored student couldn't help but shrink his neck with words like'breaking into a private house'.

It is true that he has accumulated a little bit in credits, and he doesn't care about occasionally being deducted a few illegal points. But this does not mean that he can squander his credits casually.

After all, he still has to reach his sophomore year, and he also needs to exchange his credits for many of the resources necessary to advance to a registered wizard. A little bit is a little bit.

The terrace of this lounge is very large, more than enough for two people to stand in between.

There were originally many vine plants growing around the terrace, attached to the fence of the terrace, but because of the end of autumn and the beginning of winter, many plants have shrunk their branches and leaves, even if some of them have not shrunk, many leaves have begun to wither. As a result, the fence that was originally shrouded in lush vines was completely exposed.

"Although you see many of these fences, in fact, the entire terrace is said to be carved out of a single piece of marble." Ilena lowered her head, bent over, and stroked the delicate reliefs on the fence with her fingertips, with a slight tone. Uncertainty: "From left to right, forty-nine steps, there are a total of seventy-two pillars... Each pillar has a different relief, depicting the last seventy-two elves suppressed by the wizards. Looks like..."

"Elf?" Hearing this, Zheng Qing couldn't help interrupting the witch. He pointed to a relief on a pillar, and said in surprise: "This thing is an elf? Isn't this a demon?"

At the location of his fingers, a strange creature with fangs, claws, bat wings and scorpion tails, but with all four arms, was raising his head and roaring with his eyes wide open. Even if it was just a stone sculpture, Zheng Qing could feel the resentment soaring to the sky-this was not the temperament and appearance that a good elf should possess.

"Mountain ghosts, monsters and sprites, they are all elves." Irina was still checking the railings on the terrace one by one, and she chanted without any haste: "Cool Biao breaks the heat, sits in lingering songs, and misses the moon. Rare star house. Why should the elves wait for the autumn to pass, for a wash, hazy of the present and the ancient.

Yinbi~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Her figure stopped, and stopped in front of a pillar.

Before Zheng Qing could see what was on the pillar, the witch curled his fingers slightly, tapped the upper and lower joints of the pillar slightly, and knocked down the originally strong pillar in a flash. The witch was scared. He took a breath of air-conditioning—he looked around nervously, there was no ground shaking, no alarm buzzing, and no demon escaped from the broken pillar and ran away.

It seemed to be an ordinary pillar, knocked down from between the railings.

Before the witch could finish drawing a breath, the witch took out another pillar that was exactly the same from the bag and replaced it. The light blew, and the terrace became intact again, just like the beginning.

"Alright, the matter is over, let's go back!" Ilena stood up, clapped her hands, and said briskly.

Zheng Qing gave her a blank look.

"This is the end?" He couldn't help but lower his head and glance at the pillar that had been'really stealing the beam', and couldn't help but whispered: "Am I here to supervise?"

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