Hunting College

After entering the school for nearly a year, Zheng Qing is no longer the ignorant Xiaobai.

　　 Several contacts with the outer gods have made him clear about the way the school and the wizarding world deal with the outer gods-it can be cleared within one second, and it will never be delayed to the second second. There is no room for compromise, negotiation, or coexistence.

　　 And the experience of several short-term dealings made him very aware of the dangers of foreign gods. It is a group of guys who do whatever they want, without morality and values. Just existence, there is a risk that ordinary wizards will collapse.

　　 The collapse here not only refers to the collapse of magic, but also includes the collapse of cognition, soul, and even body.

　　 is like this guy in front of me.

　　 Zheng Qing believed that as long as the waving tentacles in mid-air probed further, it might be a bit difficult to destroy the entire Beta Town, but destroying the North District and destroying this street is definitely not a problem.

　　 It is almost impossible to stop this big guy with two first-year students—even if they are not ordinary first-year students.

　　 After drawing out the red card position, the young public-funded student immediately appeared in the mind of Mr., and his heart was immediately relieved. Yes, Mr. is so powerful, he can certainly dismiss this outsider easily.

　　 The night is shrouded, and the night is dim.

　　 The red card position emits a hazy light in the dark, and Zheng Qing can clearly feel a huge but slow magic power flowing on the card position.

The word on the tablet is written as'Shangkouxiatian', which is a character for'Wu', but when Zheng Qing read it out, it turns into two sounds of'rules' for some reason-he obviously wants to call'Mr.' , And what I was thinking about was the appearance of Mr., but the voice seemed to be out of control, and it became another word after exporting.

　　 "Rules!!!"

　　 The boy's hand holding the red card slot unconsciously stretched forward and pointed at the fangs and claws, as if he was holding a remote control instead of a cardboard.

"boom!"

　　 The red card position was shattered in the words ‘rules’ and turned into a dazzling red mist.

The red mist was initially only the size of a fist, but it slowly expanded and contracted like a heart. Each one shrank and exhaled a thick red mist, and the original red mist was wrapped in feedback, and the'heart' suddenly Go up a big circle.

Repeated this way, after a few breaths, when the lingering sound of "rules" gradually disappeared, the group of "hearts" had become a person high and low, and stopped contracting, and the red mist rolled and shuttled between the "hearts" like dragons and snakes, and it was immediately outlined. A vague shadow.

　　 is the shadow of Mr.

　　 Zheng Qing had just realized the identity of the phantom in his heart, and saw that phantom raised his arm, and the outside **** who was slow to react not far from his fingers said two words:

　　 "Rules!"

　　 The words "rules" as if thunderously echoed all over the street, shattering all the frivolousness and frivolity. The glass windows on both sides of the street were shattered; the wind duo hanging under the eaves, the alchemy golems such as hawkfish, bullfighting, and seahorses standing on the eaves, were also shaken by the sound.

　　The phantom of the foreign **** struggled painfully in the dark, dozens of huge tentacles swept everything around frantically-shops, sculptures, street signs, green bricks on the street, and withered old trees beside the street. Everything melted like spring snow under the touch of those tentacles, and those tentacles turned into black smoke in the sound of the word ‘rules’.

　　Darkness retreats in the'rules', and daylight descends, sweeping away all ghosts and charms.

　　 When Zheng Qing opened his eyes closed by the strong light, his eyes were already clear.

　　 The young government-sponsored student licked his lips, the tip of his tongue was in contact with the air, and he felt a touch of electric shock.

　　 "hiss..."

　　 The wizard took a breath and glanced left and right—Jiang Yu stood beside him, stiff, and still a little bit surprised.

　　 "This... he blew himself up..."

　　 Zheng Qing looked at his companion and asked in an uncertain tone.

　　 Jiang Yu opened and closed his mouth, like a dehydrated little goldfish. After a long while, he replied, "What do you think?"

　　 "Whether you believe it or not, I believe it anyway." Zheng Qing said forcefully.

　　 He will never associate himself with the ruined street in front of him. Not only that, he also wanted to sneak away while there was no one on the scene, and then asked Colmar to apply some magic to avoid divination on the two of them.

　　 But obviously, the two of them have been in a daze for a long time.

　　 Before Zheng Qing dragged Jiang Yu to move three meters away, a yellow and white tabby cat suddenly appeared in front of them.

　　 Zheng Qing stopped immediately.

　　 The yellow flower raccoon chased his tail, and after a few laps on the spot, his head rose to the size of a wax gourd.

　　 "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"

It stared at two yellow eyes and looked around, seemingly unable to believe his eyes: "This is Beta Town? Beta Town in Phuket Island? Where is the street? What about the long street with houses and trees? What about people? Are there any more people?"

　　 Zheng Qing tried to speak, expressing to Brother Huang that he was still a ‘living person’, but Jiang Yu squeezed his arm and squeezed his words back.

　　 The yellow flower raccoon also ignored him, and while talking, he had already raised his paw, plucked one of his own eyeballs, raised his paw and threw it into the air.

　　'S eyes rose in the wind and turned into a small round moon, hung in the air, illuminating the area brightly, as if day. And Zheng Qing finally saw the appearance of this street thoroughly.

　　 The light was very dim just now, and he could comfort himself by saying that the situation might not be that bad.

　　 But with the moon in mid-air, Zheng Qing has no way to deceive himself—it can't be worse—on the empty ‘square’, there is no single figure, no street tree, and no house.

　　 "I thought that yesterday's scene would never be seen in my entire life." Jiang Yu's voice sounded faintly in his ear, seeming a little numb: "...I'm too optimistic."

　　 Zheng Qing lowered his head and smiled awkwardly at the yellow lily.

"one day!"

It lifted the cat's paw, popped a paw, and snarled at the young public-sponsored student with its wide one-eyed eyes: "It hasn't been a day since you blow up the woods!! Are you willing to blow up the entire school?! !"

　　 "Never before! Never seen!"

　　 "It's worse than a fence fairy!"

　　 Fence Fairy is a group of magic elves who like to spit and fart, and are less than three feet tall. Their status in the wizarding world is similar to that of bugs and cockroaches in the society of white Ding. The yellow flower raccoon used the fence fairy to describe Zheng Qing~www.readwn.com~ which shows that its mood is horrible at the moment.

　　 The sharp edge of the cat's claw gleamed with cold light in the night, and Zheng Qing was scared, and his hair was erected, lest Brother Huang would be unhappy and poke seventeen or eight holes in him.

　　 The young public-sponsored student took a short step back and let the saliva from the mouth of the yellow raccoon.

"These are all'passive' bombs," he swallowed and murmured: "I have no subjective malice...I didn't even think about blowing up a street... I thought it was Zhang Fuban... "

　　 Indeed, whether it is the Silent Forest or the streets of the North District at this moment, the young public-funded students have no subjective idea to blow them up. 'Destruction' is a passive skill.

　　 Having said that, he suddenly realized that he seemed to have said something wrong, and immediately corrected:

　　 "And, what does this have to do with me? Maybe the outer **** blew it up by himself...just like I did yesterday."

　　 The yellow flower raccoon didn't speak, just opened one of his yellow eyes and stared at him viciously.