Hunting College

　　The sound is a wonderful host.

　　In ordinary days, people can use it to sing, laugh, and recite love; they can also use it to cry, roar, and pour out troubles; they can also be processed into weapons for detection, communication, and killing.

　　 And in extraordinary days, the sound can be Molpemone's sigh, it can be Iris' whisper, or it can be a powerful force that spews from the horns and breaks the dimensional constraints.

　　 When the bull head bulged his cheeks and tried his best to blow the horn, the entire sandbox world fell into an irreversible state of collapse. As the last straw that crushes the camel, the sound that gushes from the horns not only shatters this fragile world, but also seems to break some shackles at the same time.

　　 is like a mirror after being hit by a hammer on the surface.

　　 The space in front of Zheng Qing quietly cracked and criss-crossed like spider webs. It was just a moment - not far away, the astonishment on Su Shijun's face seemed to remain on her face - the fragments of the space flew off from those lines, turned into a puff of light, and dissipated.

　　Behind the space fragments, there is a dark ‘cave’ without any information.

　　 called it a ‘cave’ because, apart from the two-meter-diameter space in front of Zheng Qing, which was completely shattered, other places in the sandbox barely existed. To use an inappropriate analogy, the current sandbox world is like a fine cobweb, while a small piece of the cobweb in front of Zheng Qing was torn away by an invisible hand, leaving an empty gap.

　　 It's not that Su Shijun didn't want to stop the bull from continuing to blow its horns.

　　 It's just that the dense cobweb-like space cracks severely restrict her every move. Including her, the people in the entire sandbox world are like small bugs falling on the spider web. Every time they struggle, the spider silk becomes tighter and the mesh becomes tighter.

　　 Perhaps the only thing that is not affected is the bull's head that only needs to agitate the cheeks.

　　 "Woo..."

　　 Niu's head widened his eyes and tried his best to blow the horn of his mouth.

　　 is just flowing out with the horn, in addition to the thick and melodious voice, there is also its life. In the eyes of others, every time Niu Tau takes a full blow, his body will shrivel. As if the horn horn sucked its vitality along that tone.

　　 Time goes by every second.

　　 In the air, the criss-crossing ‘textures’ are getting more and more dense. Accompanied by it, there was a faint ‘crack’ sound that faintly rang in everyone’s ‘ears’ as if glass cracked.

　　 But even Zheng Qing knew that it was just an illusion. When the space is shattered, it is impossible for human beings, including ordinary wizards, to hear such a vivid voice. The abnormal noises he had vaguely captured were nothing more than the soul of a wizard, warning their host madly.

　　 Everyone looked desperately at the increasingly dense cracks in front of them.

　　 This is not a predicament that ordinary wizards or registered wizards can escape by relying on a large number of people.

　　 Maybe everyone’s only hope is the witch wearing a red cloak. After all, she is the only great wizard here.

　　 Feeling the expectation in everyone's eyes, Su Shijun suddenly sighed, and dropped the snake's tail that she had been pulling in her hand - even with this action, she was very difficult to do.

　　 "This time I was really caught up by the old man Yao." Su Damei slowly raised her arm, and slowly lifted her long hair near her ear, revealing her delicate face.

　　 Then she turned her head, looked at Zheng Qing, and said softly:

　　 "Usually it's fine, take it out more often, don't always let it stay in the nest to sleep, it is not good for your health."

"I read "The Wizard of Oz" to Chapter 9 The Field Mouse Queen... It prefers to listen to Chapter 5 The Iron Woodman, and Chapter 6 The Cowardly Lion. When you read it, you can read these two chapters more. Again."

"Su Ya prepared a Christmas present for him a few days ago, but I haven't found a chance... Go back to the mansion to help him. I will ask Su Man to give you the key to the mansion. You will go to the store and pass by , Just go in and help clean up the grass sperm in the garden."

　　 "I may not have had a chance to see it for a long time recently."

　　 "Make it behave."

　　 At the beginning, Zheng Qing still didn't realize what Su Damei was talking about.

　　 But as the matters she explained became more and more obvious, Zheng Qing gradually recovered—"The Wizard of Oz" and Su Ya's gifts were all related to Poseidon. Su Shijun is telling Zheng Qing how to educate Poseidon.

　　As soon as he reacted, Zheng Qing was immediately horrified and lost his soul. He has not forgotten that in addition to the beautiful Su and the four half-dead righteous bodies in this garden, there are more than a dozen assistant professors from the first university, and three other hunters from the crime hunting team.

　　Even if the teaching assistants were vomiting blood from a violent assault by the bull head, they are now mostly relieved.

　　 At this moment, I don’t know how many ears there are, and I wonder some terrible thoughts in my heart.

　　 It’s just that this shock disappeared without a trace immediately after the witch said ‘let it be behaved’. Zheng Qing is not stupid, otherwise he would not get the quota of public-funded students in Jiuyou College. He just got used to living in an ivory tower and didn't care much about humanity and sophistication.

　　 But if you use your brain a little, you all know the meaning behind Su Shijun's words.

This is almost a funeral arrangement~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Just kidding..." The wizard looked at the witch with a pale face, his lips twisted, as if trying to squeeze a smiling face, but the effort was somewhat The failure just made his lips tremble.

　　 Su Shijun made a playful face:

　　 "If you have a chance, remember to smash Old Man Yao's office for me!"

Before she finished her words, the long red cloak behind her rose high-as if for a moment, the chapped space around her was not becoming an obstacle-at the same time, the three swaying pale green foxes behind her The shadow of the tail gradually solidified, and a halo that resembled a blaze and a ribbon was lingering around it.

　　 Then the witch bent down and put her hands on the ground.

　　 "Boom!"

　　 This move caused the whole ground to shake. At that moment, the more and more solid foxtail behind her exploded into a light rain. Light cyan raindrops permeated this space like glue, bridging the cracks in the increasingly dense space.

　　 Zheng Qing felt the whole body suddenly loose, and the original feeling of being bound by space dissipated. He got up from the ground with an agitated spirit.

　　 "One minute, get out!" Su Shijun raised his head, looked at Zheng Qing, and said softly.

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