Hunting College

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The terrifying magic wave came suddenly, but it did not cause an uproar on the campus.

For some reason, this fluctuation only occurred within the range of Linzhong Lake. More than ten meters away from the lake shore, there is a plump squirrel digging hazelnuts in the snow. The two young wizards standing on the shore, including the cobra that rolled over in a ball, were slapped to the ground by the heavy pressure.

Jelena was pale, her eyes closed, she seemed to have lost consciousness completely. It was the cobra that flicked the tip of its tail from time to time, wondering whether it was a neurotic twitch or a manifestation of surviving consciousness.

Zheng Qing didn't know why he was still sober.

But he knew that his sober situation could not last long.

He tilted his head with the cold mud on his cheeks, and had difficulty breathing. He didn't know whether his vision was due to water vapor or other reasons. He felt a little fuzzy and couldn't see everything clearly.

From the corner of his eye, he could see that the squirrel was pouting its butt, planing twice, standing up straight and looking around, then poking it up, planing again, the big fluffy tail was trembling happily in the air go with.

"It's not even as good as a squirrel"

The young public-sponsored student sighed in his heart, struggling to mobilize the energy in each cell, while feeling the magic, consciousness, and strength being slowly drained under external pressure.

Powerless, this is his only feeling.

Immediately behind the huge magical wave, there was a feeling like a spring breeze—tension and relaxation, two completely different contradictions intertwined, leaving Zheng Qing’s mind blank—I don’t know. Was it an illusion, in a daze, Zheng Qing always felt that from the feeling of blowing his face, he felt the fragrance of birds and flowers, spring back to the earth, a strong and full of vitality.

Even the bitter cold in the winter collapsed under this breath, almost disappearing.

"Snapped!"

A beam of light shot out from the white pagoda, like a firework, exploding at low altitude, colorful sparks scattered in all directions, some on the boat, some on the island of the lake, and others, With a flash of fire, he went straight to where the two young wizards were.

At the same time, a low buzzing sound rippled over the lake.

With the blooming of this "firework", the heavy pressure enveloped over Linzhong Lake slowly dissipated. And in the deep buzzing sound, a layer of translucent halo also rose from the white tower, quickly enclosing the lakeshore including the two young wizards.

"Boom!"

A blaze from the fireworks fell on the ground, making a dull sound.

The flame dissipated, and a figure in a black robe stood in front of Zheng Qing. The young public-funded student's dull thinking seemed to realize that his safety was guaranteed, and he turned his eyes and fainted just like Elena.

"Why are you dizzy?"

"This can't work!"

In the vagueness, Zheng Qing seemed to hear a somewhat familiar voice chanting, but he was really tired. Although the horrible wave of magic just appeared for a short time, it weighed more than a thousand pounds to the spirit of the young wizard. He just wanted to have a good sleep with his eyes closed.

It's just that his idea is destined to be impossible to realize.

"Um, wake up! It's not time to sleep now! Why are you in this place?"

The familiar voice kept echoing in Zheng Qing's ears. At the same time, the dazzling light shone through his eyelids and shone on his pupils. The originally dizzy young wizard panted and slowly recovered.

With the already dim sky, he vaguely realized that there were several tall figures standing around him.

"Who, who was there... how long did I faint." Zheng Qing did not immediately answer the question of the figure, but shook his head and asked in a hoarse voice, "What just happened?"

"It has nothing to do with you." A strange voice interrupted the young wizard's question, his tone a little anxious: "I just want to know, how many did you see just now?"

How many do you see?

Zheng Qing slowly thought about this strange question, not knowing where to start--to be precise, he actually didn't see anything: it was nothing more than Pingzhou Zhou convulsed and crashed into the forbidden area of ​​Huxin Island and then on the island. The seven-story small tower in the city glowed, and a firework shot out.

Oh, by the way, this person seems to have also jumped out of the fireworks!

Zheng Qing squinted, trying to make his vision clearer. Before he fainted, he vaguely remembered that one of the bursts of fire from that firework fell in front of him, revealing a figure in a black robe. He remembered that the voice was familiar. It should be one of the people in front of you.

As for the others, they must have appeared after he passed out.

The short-term blindness of the eyes under the strong stimulus is quickly fading under the effect of magic.

Zheng Qing finally saw the wizards standing in front of him clearly. Then he realized that there was nothing wrong with his memory.

Because in the crowd stood a great wizard he knew very well—Professor Yao.

At this moment, Professor Yao was facing him, with a large blueprint unfolded in front of him, with fingers gesturing on it, raising his head from time to time to look around Lin Zhonghu. There were also several strange wizards with the same old faces and black robes around Lao Yao, discussing something in a low voice and intensely.

"Professor?" Zheng Qing muttered, blinking vigorously, wanting to know if this is his own illusion.

"Papa!!" A young wizard with high cheekbones and a middle score squatted in front of Zheng Qing's eyes, snapped **** hard, and emphasized in an impatient voice: "Attention! Attention!"

Zheng Qing then came back to his senses: "What?"

Maybe it was the snapping of the young wizard's fingers that destroyed the surrounding atmosphere~www.wuxiaspot.com~ maybe he noticed that Zheng Qing had woke up. Professor Yao turned his head and took a look here, then nodded, and after whispering something to an old wizard beside him, he left the drawing and walked straight to the young public student.

"Professor!" The young wizard with high cheekbones immediately stood up.

"Well, you go to help them sort out the disordered magic fluctuations and eliminate the sequelae of the outbreak just now." Old Yao took out the pipe from his arms and clicked on the public student who was lying on the ground: "These two children will do it to me. ."

"Okay, Professor." The young wizard replied respectfully and turned to leave.

At the same time, Jelena's low exclamation came from Zheng Qing's ear: "When is it now...what just happened?!"

The young public servant struggled, sat up, and followed the shocked gaze of the gypsy witch to look into the distance.

It was only then that he realized for the first time that the lakeside, which was supposed to be a winter scene, was now full of greenery and spring.

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