Hunting College

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Zheng Qing babbled while singing.

There was a glimmer of hope in Nikita's eyes. She clearly saw the shocked look on the wizard's face, and easily inferred why he was shocked.

It's that little witch!

She is her only hope now!

"She is about to die!" The banshee sat up straight and looked at Zheng Qing nervously: "You have to find a way to take her out and take her back to school, so that she can live! Stay here, she will die soon!"

Zheng Qing retracted his gaze falling on "No Face".

"Who? Who is going to die?" He asked subconsciously.

But he knew the answer to this question very well in his heart.

"That little witch." Nikita stared at any subtle expression changes on the wizard's face, and quickly pinched his fingers under the sleeves of the robe: "Round face, seven or eight years old, wearing a shabby black robe, holding With a small mirror... Zhu Zhu was sent by me to find her!"

"She stayed in the illusion for too long, and her vitality was wiped out by the boundless illusion. If it weren't for the support of an obsession, it would have dissipated long ago."

"You take her back now, there is still to be saved... the school will definitely save her back!"

The banshee speaks quickly, but her expression is very clear.

Zheng Qing helped his forehead and felt a little dizzy.

He tried to curb the uncontrollable impulse in his heart-it was very difficult, like a seven or eight-year-old boy jumping on a hurricane horse and trying to hold its reins-Zheng Qing knew clearly that if the horse was allowed to hurricane freely Going down, he will soon return to the'blank land'.

When the wizard began to try to stop self-detonation, Nikita obviously felt suppressed in the boundless darkness in his heart, and a faint light lit up.

At the last moment of falling into the abyss, she struggled again, grasping the flash of hope.

"Where is she...?" Zheng Qing pinched his eyebrows and feet, gritted his teeth, trying to keep the spirit platform awake, turning his head to look at the little banshee sitting on the back of the purple spider.

The little banshee bit her finger and looked at the wizard's red eyes. She seemed a little curious: "Are you also transformed? But I think the smell on you is still a bit weird, like a wizard..."

"Answer him!" Nikita growled in a low voice, and gave the little banshee a ferocious look.

Zhu Zhu was obviously taken aback.

"I didn't catch her!" She only stayed for a second, and then she recovered her senses, and replied quickly, "It was almost. A group of passing demons were chasing her, seeming to want to drag her back to the crypt. Inside... I only have Xiao Zi, and I can't beat them, so I came back first..."

The little purple in her mouth should be the petite big purple spider under her body.

As for demons, Zheng Qing also knows a thing or two. It is a magical creature with the size of a pony and its essence. It lives in the crypt of the dreamland. It will get sick and die in the sun. It has the habit of cannibalism. It also captures other creatures for food-because they have similarities. Human appearance, so humanoid creatures are their favorite objects to capture.

Evil, dirty, and depraved.

Zheng Qing's heart gradually sank, and the urge to lose control in his mind became stronger and stronger.

Nikita looked at his light and dark eyes, and felt that the light in the darkness was quickly disappearing.

"We can help you save her back," she said sincerely and urgently: "I have fascinated rats...that is, the ancestors, they are very capable of tracking; I also want the giants of the ancient king, the flock of shatak, The ghoul group...they can shred any demons easily! Just give me some time."

Zheng Qing pressed his eyebrows and feet, snorted, and inhaled gently.

It was like carrying a bowl of hot porridge that was full to the edge of the bowl and walking on a tightrope again, and he was still sick.

"I also want to give you some time," his voice was a little faint: "But it's not for me to decide...I am just a short dam, about to meet the peak of the ten thousand-meter peak. I can't stop it if I try my best."

"If you can't stop it, you can dredge it!" Nikita yelled in despair, "So much water, why should we stop it all? Just let it out a bit, you can buy more time!"

Zheng Qing slowly closed his eyes.

Blocking or sparse, he now has two choices.

Just like killing Nikita and rescuing Zhu Si, he can only choose one.

When a train ran on the rails, there was a fork in the road ahead, with one person lying on the left and a hundred people lying on the right. If Zheng Qing was allowed to choose, he might not know how to choose.

But when the train is facing a fork in the road, walking left can save a good person, and walking right can kill a bad person, then Zheng Qing will definitely choose to save the good person.

After all, good people really die when they die.

...

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the calm sea on weekdays is now making great waves under the strong wind.

A light blue cyclone floated in mid-air.

The cyclone was very small at first, only the size of a fist, but like a heart, it slowly contracted and pumped. Between each expansion and contraction, several small breezes spewed out from all around and landed on the cyclone. Above, and then the cyclone suddenly rose by a point.

Pieces of yellow, windmill-like symbols are imprinted on the cyclone, ups and downs. If Zheng Qing could see those symbols, he would definitely be able to recognize them. They were the symbols of the King of Yellow Clothes.

So repeatedly.

Only a few moments later, the cyclone had become immensely huge, almost filling the entire sea of ​​consciousness—the sea surface was flattened by the wind and waves by the air mass, and forced to bend downward; the sky was propped up by the air mass with a network of cracks, and it echoed slowly. And heavy cracking sound.

When this air mass broke through the sea of ​​consciousness, it was the moment the Forbidden Spell broke out.

Originally Zheng Qing let all this develop naturally.

But now he has changed his mind.

He entered the dreamland to take Zhu Si home, not to watch her die here.

The urgent desire in the bottom of my heart and the strong thoughts of being the master of the sea of ​​consciousness slowed down that air mass's contraction and pumping speed. But this is not enough.

A light blue tube made up of runes and concatenations fell from beyond consciousness and stretched into the air mass, desperately extracting the energy from the blue cyclone.

The light cyan energy was pumped away by that pipe like running water.

Compress all the way and converge all the way.

In the end, it was poured into a rune with a red light ~ www.readwn.com ~ Enchanted Forest.

In front of Nikita and Zhu Zhu.

A double-barreled shotgun slowly appeared in the hands of the young public student.

Even through the dark blue magazine, the banshees can still'see' an extremely dazzling red tumbling and brewing. There are many fine yellow runes in between.

Nikita looked at the talisman gun and burst into tears.

Although this talisman became more dangerous than the one in the cat tavern, the boundless darkness that had always enveloped her heart was slowly receding.

The light of living is getting brighter.

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