Hunting College

Xu Ye noticed the vampire's gaze, and the yellow lily on the shelf shook his beard and shut his mouth.

Then it hesitated for a few seconds, lifted its paws, and waved at the gazes under the shelf, as if greeted.

This action is so familiar that Zheng Qing jumped up on the spot.

"Brother Huang?" The young public student yelled, shocking the young wizards around him.

The Duke of Milton was not frightened by his cry, nor did he stop the wizard from showing a little excitement. Instead, he said nothing and looked at the scene with interest. As for the ‘walnut mouse’ on the footsteps, it squinted from start to finish, and looked like he couldn’t wake up, as if he was disdainful to watch the interaction between a young wizard and the Cat.

On the shelf.

The yellow raccoon twitched his ears and snorted, which was regarded as answering Zheng Qing's greeting. Then he continued to lower his head, holding the dried fish, gnawing with relish.

"Fuck! Why are you here?!" Zheng Qing felt 10,000 alpacas running past his heart, while subconsciously looking around: "Is he here too? Isn't he the one next to... It's open?"

He naturally refers to Mr. Wu.

Because there are still a few strangers in the field-whether it is the Duke of Milton or the big figure of the rat clan, Zheng Qing doesn't think there is any good relationship with him-so Zheng Qing slightly used it when he asked. Mindful, vaguely questioning.

If the yellow lily was really the yellow lily he knew, then it must understand its own problems.

The Cat squatting high did not answer the question of the young public student.

It still nibbled the golden dried fish intently, and it seemed that the sky fell and there was no way to divert its attention.

This in turn made the young public-funded students more sure of their guesses.

He is very familiar with that cat-it can be said that when he was a child, more than half of his fantasies were related to that cat.

Don't get me wrong, the reason why it is related to the cat is that it used to haunt Mr. Wu's bookstore. When Zheng Qing stayed in the store to practice calligraphy when he was a child, he saw the cat's human behavior more than once.

For example, using a cat's claw to hook a key to open the door, standing solo in the sun through the window, or squatting on a thick dictionary, squinting to read, and after a while, turning over with a cat's saliva page.

These magical behaviors greatly enrich the inner world of the little boy, making him full of fantasy about the world of fairy knights, ghosts, and myths.

However, when he grew up, he finally received an acceptance letter from a wizarding university, and finally entered the world of a wizard, rather than the world of immortals he had been thinking about for a long time.

...

"is it him?"

"you guess."

"No, it can't be him... If he was really on the island, he wouldn't let me be so presumptuous."

"Hehe, do you know that you are presumptuous?"

"If he is really still on the island, the school will not be so messy... and there is no need to send that notice to the council." Duke Milton shook his head and nodded again, finally affirming his thoughts.

"Hey, young man." As he stepped forward, the Walnut Mouse sneered, but he didn't mean to argue.

Xiao Xiao stood aside, raised his ears, and carefully remembered what you said between the Duke of Milton and the Rat Fairy, and noted the inexplicable words they said. He felt as if he had guessed the unfinished meaning of their dialogue.

The other young wizards onlookers also wisely kept silent.

Only Zheng Qing seemed to have forgotten the terrible vampire next to him. Instead, he hurried to the shelf, tilted his head, looked at the yellow lily, wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start. I don’t know what is appropriate or inappropriate now, here, or not.

...

After the conversation between the Duke of Milton and the Rat Fairy came to an end, there was a short silence.

Until he noticed that the young public-sponsored student walked under the shelf with a grin.

The rotating patriarch of the Karen family finally raised his eyebrows, seeming to feel that his majesty seemed to be offended.

Then he raised his arm and stretched out a finger.

A little red light suddenly lit up at his fingertips, and then curled up a thin flame and hit the young wizard's back. Different from the red flames that swept the doors and windows before, the center of this red flame showed a trace of black color, and at a glance, it gave people a sense of indestructibility, or full of destruction.

Elena's shot was the fastest, and the remaining tarot cards that originally surrounded her were like arrows from the string, flying up to the thin flame, layering on top of each other, trying to block one or two like shields.

But her behavior was like a man's arm as a car, fifty or sixty tarot cards were passed by the thin flame, and the volley turned into fly ash.

Jiang Yu, who followed him, also threw another piece of jade pendant, but it was also easily penetrated by the thin flame, turned into a few fragments, and fell to the ground.

Because Xiao Xiao’s previous attention was focused on the conversation between the vampire and the rat fairy, his reaction was a little late. When he took out a tortoise shell from his arms and threw it into the air, his tortoise shell only rubbed against the thin flame. The tail didn't play a small role.

And helpless Zhang Jixin and Fatty Xin, one with red eyes and blue all over, apparently intending to fight the vampire desperately.

As for further afield, the young wizards of the Ouroboros hunting team were caught off guard by Duke Milton’s abrupt behavior. They watched the thin flames rush towards Zheng Qing, and watched the evil hunters and the witches. The effort was fruitless.

Except for Zheng Qing, who turned his back to the vampire, all the young wizards in the house fell into despair for a while.

"Meow!"

A sharp meow broke this despair.

What followed was half of the leftover dried fish.

The dried fish whizzed as if lightning passed by Zheng Qing's ear ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and hit the thin red flame heavily. The original aggressive and indestructible red flame was smashed by the fish. It flashed several times like fireworks thrown into the lake, and then quietly disappeared.

Only a ray of green-white smoke remained, curling up along the air.

Zheng Qing realized only then, turned his head and looked behind him.

In addition to the relieved expressions of his friends, he also saw the **** expression of the vampire.

"boom!"

At this moment, the originally closed store door slammed open. The red fireworks shrouded between the doors and windows seemed to have seen cats and mice, and disappeared without a trace.

A tall figure stood at the door, carrying the sun and the blue sky, facing a room of cats, mice, vampires, and a group of stumbling young wizards.

"enough!"

.. Literature Museum m.