Hunting High School

Su Shijun left the leather chair behind the desk and came to Gouzi.

The Dharma book with a blue cover floated beside her, and several finger-wide bands of light flowed out from the Dharma book, fell to the ground, rolled up again, splashed a few blue flowers, and surrounded Gouzi.

Zheng Qing was vaguely aware that those blue and white flowers were strengthening the structure of this space.

The dog shook its ears a little uneasily - this is one of the few parts it can move now - its head shrank back slightly, and it gave Zheng Qing a timid look.

It was just an inspection, the young public fee student muttered in his heart, for some reason he looked into Gouzi's eyes with a guilty conscience.

"Now it can be confirmed that it is not hostile to you."

Su Shijun's voice sounded in the boy's ear, and he seemed very confident: "Dogs and foxes belong to the same family of creatures within a certain large range... For example, wizards and Dojo people are far away, but it does not affect both sides. Do a little mutual understanding. Su Ya..."

"Yes, miss!" The little fox girl, who was squatting aside and staring at the dog in a daze, stood up subconsciously when she heard the name of own, and shouted, which startled the wizard.

Su Shijun, on the other hand, was used to the little maid's escaping behavior, so he raised his hand and pressed it falsely, expressing that he had no work for her, and asked her to be quiet. The little fox girl breathed a sigh of relief, and squatted down again to stare back and forth with Gouzi.

"...This dog didn't avoid her before, maybe it was because it mistook Su Ya for his 'distant relative', who was also a magical creature and a member of the canine family."

Zheng Qing is convinced by this explanation.

"Then why did it avoid it..." Zheng Qing carefully picked out the words, and finally did not dare to say the last few words, but just glanced at Su Shijun quietly.

They both belong to the fox clan, so it doesn't make sense for this dog to pick and choose.

Sensing the wizard's unfinished intentions, Su Shijun smiled: "Just like Bai Ding and wizards belong to two world civilizations, there are huge differences between great wizards and ordinary wizards, or between great wizards and ordinary magical creatures... This difference is so clear that it can be regarded as the life of two worlds. What it hides is not me, but the rank."

[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and read books recently, change sources, and read aloud with many timbres, yeguoyuedu Android and Apple are all available. 】

When saying these words, the witch stood sideways in front of Zheng Qing.

The evening sunlight poured in from the window and scattered all over the floor. The wide bat shirt on her body seemed to flow like water, intertwined with the rhythm of light and shadow.

The profile of the boy looking at her - this is a rare angle - is similar to the front, and Su Shijun's profile is also very delicate and charming; but the difference from the front is that when viewed from the side, unexpectedly there is a sudden connection with the witch Looking at each other, this makes the boys a little bolder when peeping.

He noticed the drop-like sapphire on the witch's earlobe, and also noticed the flaxen yellow of her originally black hair in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He didn't come back to his senses until the color of the drop of gems and linseed became smaller and smaller in the wizard's field of vision.

Su Shijun didn't know when to use magic to make himself smaller until his height was about the size of a lying dog. This made Gouzi's originally cowering eyes fade a lot.

Zheng Qing clumsily took a small step toward the retreated, lest he accidentally step on the witch.

Su Ya's reaction was similar to that of Gou Zi's, with their mouths slightly open, looking surprised.

"Meow~" Gouzi snorted cautiously.

Su Shijun took a few steps forward, raised his hand to press Gouzi's ear, scratched it, and let him squint his eyes comfortably. But when the witch tried to pluck out a few dog hairs, her fingers easily went through its body.

"Interesting." The witch chuckled, and the magic book that had been floating behind her suddenly burst into brilliant starlight: "It's on Xingsan, the first tomb of sheep! (Note 1)"

This incantation was weird and awkward, but it gave Zheng Qing a strong sense of familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere before.

The starlight fell on Gouzi, creating a layer of faint ripples. When Su Shijun stretched out his hand to the short fur on the dog's neck again, what he was holding was finally no longer an illusion.

The witch grabbed a tuft of neck hair with one hand, pulled out a pair of small scissors from the void with the other hand, and cut it lightly. Then he dropped it, threw the scissors into the void, and pulled out another syringe.

As soon as the cold light from the needle tip touched Gouzi's skin, he heard it 'meow' and whimpered.

The agility in Gouzi's eyes suddenly disappeared and was eroded by the darkness. Then the piece of starlight covering it fluctuated violently.

"Crack."

It was like the sound of a mirror breaking.

It's just a blink of an eye.

The dog who was originally imprisoned by the binding spell and those blue flowers disappeared without a trace. The evening wind blew across the floor along the window, and Su Shijun's figure grew in the wind, and he returned to his original size in an instant.

"Huh?" She snorted lightly.

Zheng Qing took a small step forward.

The witch held out her palms and showed him. A few seconds ago, the tuft of neck hair she cut off from the puppy's neck was rapidly fading and disappearing. Until at last it turned into a cloud of shadows and dissipated in the breeze.

During this process, magical light of various colors gushed out from the Dharma book floating beside Su Shijun, but it was of no avail.

"interesting."

There was a bit of fighting spirit in the witch's eyes, and she raised her hand to hold Own's glasses, then paused, turned her head and glanced at Zheng Qing: "I'm going to take off my glasses... Would you like to go out for a while?"

"It's okay, I can do it." Zheng Qing replied very confidently - no boy would choose to go out at this time. What's the difference between that and poking your own eyeballs?

The corner of the witch's mouth curled slightly, she smiled silently, and took off her own glasses.

Zheng Qing is convinced that people really shine.

He held his breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, and didn't dare to move, as if he was standing in a room surrounded by exquisite glass ornaments, a slight movement would shatter the beauty of this world.

"Wow." Su Ya raised her head, looked at her young lady with bright eyes, her fluffy ears protruded from her hair, and she lay down limply; her big tail hung down from her skirt and rested on the floor, Refusing to move, no vitality before.

Zheng Qing felt slightly dizzy.

It's like when you're flustered and short of breath. It's just that he wasn't sure whether his current reaction was because he had held his breath for too long, or some other reason.

"It is willing to follow you, naturally because you have the qualities he likes. And I was born to be liked by others." The witch's voice sounded in Zheng Qing's ear, but what she said was very unreasonable: "I, With you, it couldn't be easier to hook that puppy."

Zheng Qing never thought that the first thing to witness Su Shijun's full charm was to catch a puppy.

But it must be admitted that her method is very useful.

Only a few seconds passed.

The gray figure reappeared in front of the two wizards. It stuck out its tongue, squatting in front of the witch, with a flattering smile on the dog's face, and its tail wagging like a windmill. It has completely forgotten what it was brutally imprisoned before.

Su Shijun turned his head and raised his chin proudly at the boy.

Although very beautiful.

But Zheng Qing still wants to throw something...