Hunting High School

Xu Shi noticed the vampire's gaze, and the raccoon on the shelf shook its beard and shut up.

Then it hesitated for a few seconds, raised its paws, and waved at the gazes under the shelf, as if to say hello.

This movement was so familiar that Zheng Qing jumped up on the spot.

"Brother Huang?" The young public finance student yelled, startling all the young wizards around him.

Duke Milton was not frightened by his cry, nor did he stop the wizard's slightly agitated behavior. Instead, he remained silent and looked at the scene with great interest. As for the 'walnut mouse' on the chariot, its eyes were squinted from the beginning to the end, and it looked like it couldn't wake up, as if it didn't bother to spy on the interaction between a young wizard and the raccoon cat.

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The yellow raccoon tugged at his ears and snorted in reply to Zheng Qing's greeting. Then he continued to lower his head, holding the small dried fish, gnawing on it with relish.

"Damn it! Why are you here?!" Zheng Qing felt as if ten thousand alpacas were running past in his heart, and at the same time subconsciously looked around: "Is he here too? The next door...is that shop just him?" It's open?"

Of course he was referring to Mr. Wu.

Because there are still a few strangers in the field, whether it is the Duke of Milton or the big shot of the rat clan, Zheng Qing doesn't feel that he has any good friendship with him, so Zheng Qing was slightly cautious when asking questions, and asked vaguely of.

If the yellow raccoon was really the one he knew, then it must understand the own question.

The raccoon squatting on a high place did not answer the young public welfare student's question.

It was still gnawing on the small golden dried fish intently, as if the sky was falling and there was no way to divert its attention.

This, on the contrary, made the young public finance student more and more affirmed his own guess.

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 I say it is related to the cat is because it used to haunt Mr. Wu's bookstore. When Zheng Qing was a child practicing calligraphy in the store, he saw the cat's humane behavior more than once.

For example, use a cat's claw to hook the key to open the door, stand up and dance alone in the sunlight coming in through the window, or squat on a thick dictionary, squinting to read, and turn it over with the cat's saliva-stained paw after a while page.

These miraculous behaviors greatly enrich the inner world of the little boy, making him full of fantasies about the world of immortals, ghosts and myths.

However, when he grew up, he finally received an admission letter from a wizard university, and finally entered a world of wizards, not the world of fairy tales that he had longed for.

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"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, you also know that you are presumptuous?"

"If he was really still on the island, the school wouldn't be in such a mess...and there would be no need to send the Zhang Tong notice to the parliament." Duke Milton shook his head, nodded again, and finally affirmed his own idea.

"Tch, young man." On the chariot, the Walnut Mouse sneered, but he didn't intend to argue.

Xiao Xiao stood aside, pricked up his ears, and carefully took note of what you said between Duke Milton and the Rat Immortal, and wrote down the inexplicable words they said. He felt as if he had guessed the unfinished meaning of their conversation.

The other young wizards watching wisely kept silent.

Only Zheng Qing seemed to have forgotten the scary vampire next to him, but hurried to get under the shelf, looked up at the yellow raccoon, wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start, I don't know if it's appropriate to say that now, here, or not.

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

Until he noticed that the young public servant was walking carelessly under the shelf.

The rotating patriarch of the Karen family finally raised his eyebrows, as if he felt that his majesty was offended.

Then he raised his arm and held out a finger.

A little red glow suddenly lit up on his fingertips, and then a thin flame rolled up and hit the young wizard's back. Different from the red flames that swept through the doors and windows before, this red flame has a black and blue color in the center, and at a glance, it gives people an aura that is invincible, or full of a sense of destruction.

Yi Lianna made the quickest move, and the remaining Tarot cards around her body flew to the thin flame like an arrow from the string, layer upon layer, trying to block one or two like a shield.

But her actions were like a praying man's arms, fifty or sixty Tarot cards were pierced by the thin flame, turning into fly ash in the air.

Jiang Yu, who followed closely behind, also threw out another jade pendant, but it was also easily pierced by the thin flame, turned into several pieces, and fell to the ground with a splash.

Because Xiao Xiao was all focused on the conversation between the vampire and the mouse fairy, his reaction was a little late. When he took out a piece of tortoise shell from his arms and threw it into the air, his tortoise shell only touched the thin flame. The tail didn't play a role in the slightest.

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As for the helpless Zhang Jixin and Xin Fatty, one with red eyes and the other with blue body, they obviously planned to fight the vampire desperately.

As for the farther distance, the young wizards of the Ouroboros Hunting Team were caught off guard by Duke Milton's sudden move, they watched the thin flame rush towards Zheng Qing, watched the forgiveness hunting team, and the witches. Efforts were fruitless.

Except for Zheng Qing, who turned his back on the vampire, all the young wizards in the room fell into despair for a moment.

"Meow!"

A sharp meow broke the despair.

What followed was half a small dried fish that was left over after eating.

The small fish whistled, passing by Zheng Qing's ear like lightning, and slammed heavily on the thin red flame. The originally aggressive and indestructible red flame was smashed by the dried fish, like fireworks thrown into the lake, flickered several times, and then disappeared silently.

Only a wisp of blue-white smoke was left, curling up along the air.

It was only at this time that Zheng Qing realized it later, and turned to look behind him.

In addition to the relieved expressions of his partners, he also saw the vampire's expression of hell.

"boom!"

At this moment, the door of the store that was closed was opened with a bang. The red fireworks shrouded between the doors and windows seemed to have seen a cat or a mouse, flowing into the cracks in the doors, windows, and floors, and disappeared without a trace.

A tall figure stood at the door, with the sun and the blue sky behind his back, facing a room full of cats, mice, vampires, and a group of young wizards staggering around.

"enough!"