Hunting College

"Are they true?"

"What...what...what?"

Zheng Qing mechanically turned around, with a stiff smile on his face, and his brain started to spin wildly a few minutes ago.

In the bottom of his heart, he prayed to the gods and Buddhas for the hundredth time, hoping that who could save him from this embarrassing atmosphere. The young public-sponsored student even prayed deep down to the stick figure figure behind the door-even if it screamed!

But the classroom was quiet.

Even the cleaning elves stood on tiptoes and wrapped their wings tightly around them, as if they were afraid of disturbing the two young wizards in the corner of the house.

"Are they true?" Irina repeated her question.

She was holding the pile of reference books in one hand, and in the other hand, she grabbed a tuft of her long hair, circling the ends of her hair in circles.

"Do you really say my name every day?" The gypsy witch asked with a smile: "You say my name... are you cursing me?"

"Hey, huh?" Zheng Qing smirked, then stunned, waved his hand hurriedly: "No, absolutely not!"

"No..." Irina curled her mouth, revealing a smile that was not a smile: "It's not true."

"No, it's not." Zheng Qing shook his head again, wanting to deny some wrong feelings of the witch, but also wanted to let her know something, unable to temporarily, sweating profusely: "I mean... it means right. of."

"Right?" Irina suddenly realized: "So, you are cursing me?"

"No, that's definitely not what I meant." Facing a mess of explanations, Zheng Qing felt a little desperate. The blood kept pouring over his head, and the young public-sponsored student felt that his brains were boiling: "I mean, what they want to express is right... but I didn't cast a spell on you, absolutely not... I just I just muttered in my spare time."

After saying these words, Zheng Qing finally felt some clues clear.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

"I really didn't curse you." The boy emphasized again.

"Oh."

"Those guys like to make a fuss."

"That's it."

"Yes, hehe."

The conversation seemed to be easier at last.

Zheng Qing felt relieved.

But as the two people shut their mouths together, the classroom fell into a disturbing silence again.

"You just mentioned that you are going to a meeting of the Council of Social Security..." Ilena raised her head and asked.

"The talisman you asked me to analyze before..." Almost at the same time, Zheng Qing also tried to break the silence between the courts with another question.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The atmosphere became more relaxed.

"You speak first," Zheng Qing's face finally returned to normal, and her tone of voice became much smoother: "Girls first."

Elena smiled slightly, and did not refuse.

"I'm a little interested in the topic you discussed before." The Gypsy Witch tilted her head and flashed her big eyes, showing a curious expression: "Are you forming a new club?"

"Yes, the Knights of Eugene!" This topic obviously evoked a certain desire for Zheng Qing to express. He enthusiastically introduced the origin of the new society's name, the composition of its members, and the reasons for its formation to the witch, and he kept talking.

Until the witch frowned and carefully changed the arm of the reference book she was holding in her arms, the young public student reluctantly concluded: "...In short, we will work hard to build it into the first-class boutique club of the university. !"

"It's amazing!" Irina praised, and then hesitatingly asked: "...So, you plan to participate in this year's school hunting club? But I remember, it seems that only the hunting team that ranks in the school can participate... "

"Rookie competition," Zheng Qing shook his finger and corrected: "It is a spin-off event of the school hunting club... It belongs to the first college freshmen's hunting competition. It is completely different from the regular hunting competitions of old students... Appeared in the newcomer competition. The monsters are also mass-produced mature monsters in the laboratory, and the risk is very low."

"That's it," Elena obviously breathed a sigh of relief. She patted her bulging chest, showing a trace of relief: "No matter what, safety first... Well, the thing I mentioned to you before class, if you have time, we can go to the pedestrian street in Beta Town on Sunday afternoon. There are many nice shops there."

The topic became a bit abrupt.

The young public-sponsored student was stunned before he could keep up with the witch's rhythm.

"No problem!" He replied quickly: "I have always been very free on weekends."

"Like lying in the school hospital and sleeping?" The Gypsy Witch tilted her head and gave him a playful look.

This makes Zheng Qing somewhat embarrassed.

"That was an accident." He defended in a low voice, and then asked immediately: "So specific..."

"Old time, old place." The witch snapped her fingers and confirmed: "We can study the talisman in the library for a while, and then go to the pedestrian street for dinner in the afternoon..."

"Good, good..." Zheng Qing nodded repeatedly without any objection.

"So, that's it?" Irina put the slid shawl back on her shoulders, held the reference book in her arms tighter, turned around, and said hesitantly: "Then, let me first..."

"Oh." Zheng Qing replied blankly, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.

"Oh." Irina finally turned around and walked out slowly, step by step.

Soon he walked to the door of the classroom.

The distance between the two people is as far apart as a classroom.

"Hey, Elaine." Zheng Qing suddenly felt a surge of blood on his head, and felt that he would be suffocated if he didn't say anything. He simply let go and shouted, "Do you mind if I call you that way!" "

Jelena turned her head, a big smile appeared on her face.

"It's okay," she yelled, "that's what my friends call me!"

"Do you want to..." Zheng Qing raised his hand, his mind went blank.

He hasn't figured out what to do, he just wants to talk to her again.

"What do you think?" Jelena has turned around again. She put the reference books on the desk in the first row, supported the desk with both hands, and leaned forward to look at the back row of the classroom.

"I mean, do you want to..." Zheng Qing successfully suffocated his face again.

There was a buzzing in his head.

He didn't have much wit, and he was not suitable for this kind of brain-burning thing.

Jelena raised her head, bit her lip, and her high-heeled boots stomped on the marble floor under her feet, making a sound like a war drum.

"I don't know, I mean, do you know..." Zheng Qing looked at her big bright eyes and seemed to smell the fragrant fragrance in the air again, and his mind became more and more confused.

"What?" Elena also seemed to be discouraged.

"That, that is, I mean, hehe." Zheng Qing already has the urge to commit suicide.

"Heh..." Irina helped her forehead and smiled helplessly.

"Yes, it's the school hunting club... Moon hunting, isn't there a hunting ball?" Zheng Qing sweated profusely, and stammered, "Do you want to..."

"Okay!" Irina sighed heavily, with her eyebrows crooked, and smiled: "That's it!"

"Huh?" Zheng Qing's brain suddenly crashed.

Although he vaguely knew what he had just said, he was completely unaware of the witch's reaction just now.

"Zhang Jixin said it before..." Ilena shrugged and made a face: "Since I have not been booked out yet...then follow the principle of first come first..."

Zheng Qing grinned and smiled silently.

He felt the blood on the top of his head start to flow back, making it a little confused to distinguish between the feeling of happiness and the feeling of dizziness.

As if the whole person was about to fly.

"Call again at that time!" Ilena picked up the reference book on the desk again, turned around, and shook her burgundy wave.

"Oh." Zheng Qing stared blankly at her back.

The witch seemed to feel something, and turned around again, showing a bright smile. She raised her right hand, extended her thumb and little finger, made a paper crane gesture, and opened her mouth to say something.

The young public student nodded vigorously, filled with excitement and excitement, raised his hand and waved vigorously.

Until her back disappeared in the far corner.

Turning around and leaving, Zheng Qing felt his inner joy~www.ltnovel.com~ Ilena's hoarse voice kept echoing in his ears, making him feel he must do something.

Turning to the Fa book on the desk, remembering the content of Lao Yao's lesson, he whispered:

"Haotian said Ming, and Jier came out as the king. Haotian said Dan, and Jier Youyan!"

The dark red flame was lingering, and two figures emerged from the flame following the spell.

One dressed in a white long dress, with long horns and a high crown on his head, his entire face was hidden under the wide brim of his hat, with his hands in his sleeves, an ancient book and a brush floating in front of him. The other was dressed in black shorts, with a black horse face mask on his face, a thick black chain wrapped around his neck, and a short knife in his hand.

Zheng Qing looked at the two phantoms and slowly put his hands away.

"Pop!" As if the bubble burst, the two phantoms disappeared into the clearing in the blink of an eye.

"Is this my Yuanchen?" Zheng Qing's excitement seemed to disappear with this spell, making him feel very uncomfortable: "It's really unflattering."