Hunting College

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When the boys on the patrol searched through the grass under the scorching sun, looking for the big snail that is said to spit out long-lived water.

The top floor of the Book Mountain Pavilion not far from the lakeside forest.

A tall figure is standing behind the clear floor-to-ceiling windows, through the thick glass, silently looking at the big lake in front of him.

Her eyes moved slowly between the tall rockery and the ant-like figures on the lawn.

It didn't move for a long time.

Several blue paper cranes of different sizes circled her, dancing lightly, trying to fall on the shoulders that were exposed in the air like white porcelain.

But they seemed to be under the ecstasy, and they could not get close to this figure.

"How long do you plan to let them fly?" A curious voice sounded nearby: "This is Zheng Qing's paper crane."

The question was Liu Feifei. She was sitting behind a desk not far from the floor-to-ceiling windows, with a thick hard-shell book spread out in front of her, and a pink quill between her fingers.

A lazy snake was paralyzed in the remaining space of the desk.

The big snake put his head on a shelf made up of several reference books, circled his body a few times on the desk, and the tip of his tail went over the edge of the table and fell into the air, shaking comfortably.

For this cold-blooded creature, the almost constant coolness of the Shushan Pavilion is its favorite.

"How long to fly?" The tall figure paused slightly and muttered to himself in a low voice: "How long do you have to fly like this involuntarily?"

As she spoke, her fingers shook the card slightly, and a tarot card floated into the air.

"Reversal Magician."

A hoarse, sweet voice sounded softly.

The cyan paper cranes that were flying around the witch were stunned for a moment, almost falling from the air because they forgot to flap their wings.

A few seconds later, these paper cranes seemed to have received some information, all turned around, stumbled and flew outside the library.

Maybe the magical interference was more serious, and a few paper cranes even accidentally hit the bookshelf.

After sending away those annoying little fairies, Irina flirted with her big burgundy long wavy hair, turned her head, looked at Liu Feifei, and revealed a brilliant smile: "Why do you say it's his paper crane?"

"Oh, this." Liu Feifei's face flushed immediately, and she twisted for a long time before hesitatingly said: "It was Nicholas who told me...He said that you are in love with Zheng Qing."

Jelena raised her eyebrows and looked at the disturbed girl in front of her in surprise, her face gradually showing a narrow smile: "So it's Nicholas...ah."

Her ending sounds a bit long and hoarse.

There seemed to be many unknown curiosities, sighs, and so on hidden in those trembling tones.

Liu Feifei obviously couldn't deal with this gypsy witch's anti-visit molestation.

She almost immediately forgot the question she had just asked Elena, but she blushed and defended: "It's not what you think... I'm helping him with his homework... He helped me a lot when school started. busy."

With that, she squeezed the big snake under her hand uncomfortably, straightened it, then coiled it, squeezed it straight, and coiled it up again.

Da Snake drooped his tongue and tried to relax his body as much as possible. Obviously, he has a wealth of experience in coping with the behavior of the hostess who stuns him when he is nervous.

"Oh..." There was another meaningful sigh.

Irina stretched out her forefinger like a green onion, put it in front of her bright red lips, and nodded slightly: "Understand, understand... are all classmates, help each other."

Liu Feifei was obviously relieved.

She clenched her white and tender fist and slammed it against the coiled snake, nodding her head in agreement: "Yes, that is... all classmates, helping each other."

Under her fist, the poor pet snake opened its mouth and let out a painful, silent cry.

"What a cute little thing." Irina whispered.

The big snake spit out the letter, and trembled pitifully.

"How did you bring this little cutie into the Book Mountain Pavilion?" The gypsy witch stretched out two slender fingers, pressed it on the head of the snake, and slowly stroked it down the top of its head.

The big snake seemed to be stimulated, and his whole body stiffened like a stick.

"Professor Zhang... is Mr. Octopus who manages the bookshelf maze. I heard that the big snake I raised was sick and he was very interested." Liu Feifei obviously didn't mind changing the topic. In fact, when Irina changed the topic, she It seemed much easier: "So he asked me to bring Xiaolong, and he can help with palms."

"Your wording... is really interesting." Irina's eyebrows furrowed and her nose wrinkled, she looked very cute: "Why didn't I see this... this lovely'Miss Orochi' is sick." ?"

While speaking, her **** kept pressing on the body of the snake.

"Miss?" Liu Feifei widened her eyes in surprise: "Its father... my grandma told me."

"Oh!" The gypsy witch suddenly realized, repeating: "Orochi, sir?"

She tilted her head and stared at the long worm under her finger with great interest.

The big snake blinked quickly and slumped on the table obediently, motionless.

"Draw a card." Elena tilted her head and looked at Liu Feifei, moving her fingers slightly, and the tarot card floated in the air, and the back of the card was facing the hostess of the snake.

"Me?" Liu Feifei was obviously interested, but she seemed a little embarrassed, and murmured, "Can you take one?"

After getting an affirmative answer, the somewhat restrained witch closed her eyes and nodded casually in the air.

"Position · Moon."

Jelena's hoarse voice rang in her ears.

"Yeah!" Liu Feifei opened her eyes suddenly, and glanced at the Gypsy Witch in a panic: "I suddenly remembered something urgent... I'll go out and be back soon... Can you help me take care of Xiaolong."

With that, she folded her hands together and looked at Elena pleadingly.

The Gypsy Witch smiled slightly, volleyed her left hand, and took the tarot cards floating in the air back into her palm.

"I'm happy." She smiled and watched the freshman chief student hurriedly disappear behind the bookshelf in the distance.

The whole corner was suddenly empty.

There was only one big snake lying on the desk pretending to be dead, and a beautiful witch.

"How long are you going to lie here?" The witch's slender fingers poked at the snake, as if it was more convenient to look at where to start: "If you don't plan to say something, then you don't mind if I scratch some snakeskin. Rub a handbag."

"This little skin is not enough to make clothes for your sand bugs." A hissing voice suddenly came from the snake's mouth.

It stared at the gypsy witch in front of him with sullen eyes, his tail hooked.

A translucent flying insect the size of a grain of rice was firmly clamped by the wrinkled skin on the tip of its tail~www.ltnovel.com~Ilena squinted her eyes.

"Guess, where did I find this little bug?" The hoarse voice of the snake seemed a little proud.

"Is this a threat?" The witch's voice was very calm.

"Threat?" The big snake hurriedly tossed his tail, and shook off the little bug. The corners of his hard mouth twitched bluntly: "No, no, no, this is just a friendly meeting ceremony... as a small secret between us. ."

Shaking his wings when he escaped from the sand of the snake's tail, he flew lightly, circled a few times in mid-air, and disappeared into Elena's bag.

The curvature of the corner of the snake's mouth became more and more obvious.

The gypsy witch took her finger from the snake, took a tissue from her bag, wiped it vigorously, and threw it into a trash can not far away in disgust.

"Who would deal with a smelly monster disguised as a pet." She sneered.

"Naturally, those who have raised a bunch of weird bugs on campus, and didn't immediately throw a poor little monster to the working committee of the first university...exist." Orochi blinked and replied slickly: "If Say there is really any difference between the two...maybe there is only a purpose."

Ilena was silent for a moment, turned around, and returned to the French window.

"Although I can guess who your master is... but I don't think it's useful for a little demon that smells of seafood to enter the first university."

"So, I don't want you to wander around this campus casually, causing some unpredictable consequences."

The witch’s voice was very cold, but she still couldn’t hide her disgust:

"For example, killing a little milk cat."

"Although I have reservations about your accusation." The snake tied his body into several knots and arched his head, with a very gentle tone: "But I will do as you wish, madam."