Hunting High School

A palace lantern rises and falls, floating in mid-air.

A few wild fireflies looking for food thought they had encountered a delicacy, and lay on the gauze skin on the surface of the lantern in a daze. There is also a little wax oil that has evaporated.

The dwarf plush bear stood on the smooth stone road, bouncing around, trying to climb up to the palace lantern not far above the head—a few minutes ago, its owner accidentally let go of it because it was too shocked, making it fluffy The soles of his feet came into intimate contact with the earth.

Now, it wants to use its own efforts to regain the peak of Xiongsheng.

But it's just too short.

No matter how hard it tried to roll its body into a ball, it still couldn't bounce high enough.

The stuffed bear finally stopped bouncing.

It raised its head, its ears drooped, staring at a pair of crystal clear glass eyes, looking pitifully at its owner, hoping to get a little extra help.

But it's a pity.

Its two owners—whether it was the short little witch, or the tall black and straight witch, both ignored the doll's appeal. They are not paying attention to it now.

The witches have more important things to attend to.

"So, you were just helping my cousin take care of this bouquet... and then I saw it just as it was returning the flowers?" Li Meng squinted, her eyes were very vigilant, as if she was guarding against a hentai, with a suspicious expression The tone summed up Zheng Qing's explanation.

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The young public fee student nodded repeatedly, almost breaking his neck.

"I have reservations about this." The little witch pinched her chin and said solemnly, "After all, you used to be a liar..."

Zheng Qing was immediately annoyed.

Therefore, it is difficult to raise only a girl and a villain, and it is extremely difficult to raise a little girl-a small misunderstanding a long time ago, she can remember it for a lifetime!

The corners of Jiang Yu's mouth twitched slightly.

But following Li Meng's next sentence, her expression became stiff.

"...I want to write a letter to my family, so I'll write it to my grandma." Li Meng hit her palm with a small fist, her eyes widened, and she said in an affirmative tone: "I want to tell her about this...she is People who have been here will definitely know if you are talking nonsense!"

"Mengmeng!" Squad leader Jiang narrowed his eyes, put his plain hand on the little witch's shoulder, and touched her ear threateningly.

Li Meng shrank her neck, finally pouted her lips, picked up the plush bear circling around her legs, and began to ravage its furry ears.

"Do you boys like to participate in hunting competitions so much?" Jiang Yu turned to look at Zheng Qing, bit her lip, and suddenly asked, "Why didn't you ask Elena to be your hunting team manager?"

"Irina? She said that she has agreed to join another hunting team." Zheng Qing honestly told the story of how he first went to the gypsy witch and was rejected.

He also felt frustrated, and his tone kept sounding very disappointed.

It can only be said that if you don't do it, you won't die.

In the end, the secret sixth sense saved the young public finance student who was running farther and farther on the way to death.

Zheng Qing seemed to feel a sudden chill in the air, couldn't help wrapping his robe tightly, took out a 'Windproof Talisman' from the gray cloth bag, inserted it into the flower bouquet held by the witch, and said with a smile: "That's it!" It’s just out of summer and it’s so cold... I’m afraid my nose will freeze off in winter.”

A plume of blue smoke burst out from the Windproof Talisman, and a layer of colorless enchantment gently expanded, enveloping the witch holding the flower.

"I want it too! I want it too!" Li Meng yelled, stomping on her little red leather shoes beside her.

"Don't make trouble... just hug your plush bear." Zheng Qing felt sorry for the own talisman, slapped off the outstretched claws of the plush bear, and comforted: "This bear looks very warm."

"You are the bear! Your whole family is a bear!!" The plush bear stared at the pair of glass beads, furious.

This little episode saved some points for Zheng Qing.

When he raised his head again and looked at Jiang Yu, the witch just pursed her lips and said very apologetically, "I'm sorry, I've been busy lately... maybe I don't have time to deal with the hunting team's affairs."

This is a polite refusal.

This point, Zheng Qing can still hear it.

So, he was dumbfounded again—he thought it was a sure thing, after all, Jiang Yu had always given him the impression that he was very helpful.

"Ahem!" Li Meng stood beside Jiang Yu, cleared her throat, with an expression of 'you come and invite me'.

Zheng Qing took a look at her doll-like appearance, petite figure, and the plush bear in her arms, and finally laughed dryly, pretending not to see it, haha, and fled.

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"I really have no sense!" Li Meng stared at the distant figure of the young public finance student, feeling aggrieved.

"Indeed." It was rare for Jiang Yu to agree with her cousin's point of view.

"Aww!" Mao Xiong hung on Li Meng's neck and howled in solidarity with the views of the two masters.

"What you meant just now...was you planning to participate in the school hunting party?" Jiang Yu seemed to have finally remembered something, lowered her head, and glanced at Li Meng.

A trace of panic flashed in the little witch's eyes.

"What's the matter...haha," she laughed dryly, patted Mao Xiong's head vigorously, and quickly explained: "I just blame him for not noticing how busy you are, cousin, and to bother you..."

The plush bear pitifully raised its paws, hugged its head, endured the cruelty of the little witch, and tried its best not to let its own glass eyeballs fall from its head.

Jiang Yu was not distracted by her small movements.

She squatted down, stared at the little witch closely, and warned: "You are not allowed to participate in the school hunting party...it is not allowed in any form. This is not a child's play house game, it will kill you... If you are not obedient, then I had no choice but to apply to the school and send you home."

Li Meng pouted her mouth high, rolled her big eyes, and agreed feebly.

Then she remembered something else.

"Transfiguration is also a very dangerous magic, why did you try it?!" She was a little unconvinced, and whispered: "Also, I just saw you two holding hands just now... I want to write a letter to my family!"

"You, say, what?" Jiang Yu smiled, slapped the little witch's head, and began to rub her hair.

"Oh... don't mess with my hair!" Li Meng immediately surrendered and begged for mercy.

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After leaving the two witches, Zheng Qing went to the library again.

He went to find Liu Feifei.

She is the last candidate for the hunting team manager, and the least likely one.

As the chief student of Jiuyou College this year, Liu Feifei's academic performance is beyond doubt. But she seldom participates in clubs or everyone’s daily activities, and always reads books silently alone in the library—of course, there should be two people now, and Nicholas always reads books with her.

Unsurprisingly, Liu Feifei also politely rejected Zheng Qing's proposal.

The young public payer found it a failure to bring up the matter in front of Nicholas. Not only did the former guide not speak up for Zheng Qing, but he tried his best to dissuade Liu Feifei from "savage and dangerous activities like hunting monsters".

When Zheng Qing returned to the dormitory with this bad news, Xiao Xiao brought him another bad news.

"The ruling hunting team flew you a paper crane, and the training time of the hunting team has been postponed to the weekend." The doctor took out a paper crane from the drawer, and threw it to the public finance student who had just entered the door.

"Why?!" Zheng Qing scratched his hair, feeling tired for a while.

"It is said that it is because the hunting grounds of the school hunting meeting have not been cleaned up... The organizing committee arranges for the hunting teams within the school's ranking to 'split into one contract', and the hidden dangers in the hunting grounds must be cleared before Thursday."

Zheng Qing sighed, took apart the crumpled paper crane in his hand, and complained: "Nothing goes well... By the way, don't treat these little paper cranes so roughly next time, okay? hard."

"You have to talk to that fat cat about this matter." Dylan's head popped out of his big coffin, startling Zheng Qing.

Mr. Vampire Werewolf explained slowly: "I don't know when, that fat cat likes to tossing these little paper cranes... Every paper crane that just wants to fly into our dormitory will be trampled by it for a long time."