Hunting College

, Update Monster Hunter High School as soon as possible! In Zhang Jixin's words.

In the next few days, there was a lot of discussion on the campus. There were the wizards in the North District who gradually became louder and louder, "Please give me a frog", and there was an editorial by the Beta Town Daily about the inclusion of the Rat People. The academy's ring match and Atlas' winter festival, as well as someone who reappeared in the academy and a new straw man who is not a famous burned wizard, are on the market.

Only no one cared about the murlocs in Linzhong Lake.

It seems that the wizards who worked hard for the fish people in the lake last semester and ran around have died in just one year. And the fish people have also become unusually well-behaved. In this chaotic early winter, they rarely surfaced on the lake to cause trouble, so that the first-year freshmen had no idea of ​​the brutal race that was rumored to drag children into the water and grab freshmen's schoolbags.

The murlocs in their impressions are generally staring at a pair of dead fish eyes, surfacing half of their heads to bask in the sun, or blowing bubbles in shallow water, knocking out frogs lying on the shore with stone sticks, and then knocking them out Drag into the water.

"I think the bigger reason they're quieting down is that winter is coming."

Holding the textbook, Zheng Qing stood beside the black rockery by the lake, and analyzed with the doctor seriously: "...Murlocs are cold-blooded animals, and their resistance to cold is very weak, so it is not surprising to choose Maodong. ."

Several unfamiliar witches passed by behind the wizard together, pointing and laughing in low voices, as if encouraging each other to greet Zheng Qing.

It's already very good, at least they didn't rush up with torches, Zheng Qing comforted himself, not staying in place, pulling Xiao Xiao and walking towards the library.

Disappointed sighs from the witches could be heard from behind.

"You should communicate with them more," the doctor adjusted his glasses, and put forward his suggestion very calmly: "Compared with boys, witches have less ill-will towards you, and are more interested in you. Build a good relationship with them. We can come up with other suitable peripherals, such as photos, postcards, dolls...the water flows...instead of just selling a single straw man."

Zheng Qing's face darkened and he sneered: "Hey, grass sellers, are you still selling tricks?"

"Didn't you also make a lot of money by doing this?" The doctor pouted, not impressed by the young public-funded student's attitude: "If you really care that much, go to the school and file a restraining order with Dan Hager. , no one will sell these things anymore..."

Zheng Qing heard the words, and his momentum was suffocated.

"I, am I doing it to make money?" He discerned, the blue veins on his neck sprouted, and his face flushed: "I did it to ease other people's violent emotions! Chuan', 'blocking is worse than sparse'... If they don't have grass people to burn, they will arrest you and burn them as a substitute!"

"Burning you Zheng Qing has nothing to do with us."

Xiao Xiao was puzzled by the logic of the young public fee students, but after all, he patiently analyzed: "In another way, every straw they buy from the store can be used for your experiments... to make money. , not shabby... The next time you eat a golden bean for breakfast, you can tell yourself in your heart that what they burn is your hair, what you eat is their blood, and everything they burn is A straw man has become a spoonful of caviar on an egg roll in front of you."

This analysis unexpectedly suits Zheng Qing's appetite, and he immediately feels much more comfortable.

Just when he wanted to express his willingness to write postcard autographs, Dr. Xiao Da changed the subject and jumped to another topic abruptly: "Speaking of which, compared to the murlocs or the business in the store. , I'm more concerned about how often you've changed into cats recently... Is the fruit on the cat fruit tree going to fight the young masters in the pet garden, or is there some secret operation in the seven deadly sins? Why have you changed every night for the past two weeks? Adult cat out?"

Because the little white cat is not happy, the black cat wants to coax the little white cat.

Zheng Qing sighed silently in the bottom of his heart. He hadn't figured out how to answer this thorny question. Suddenly, his eyes darkened. Several burly figures stood in front of the two of them. At the same time, a blue card fell on him. underfoot.

Xiao Xiao didn't stop at his feet, just made a little subtle change, turned to the side, and walked past several wizards who were blocking the way.

Zheng Qing, on the other hand, skillfully activated the talisman hanging on his waist, pulled out the Colt silver python, and then calmed down. He looked at a few uninvited guests, and without waiting for the other party to speak, he quickly said: "No time, no face, no hunting. , do not accept the challenge, do not participate in the ring competition, not a coward. I am a student of Jiuyou College, if you compare it, you can compare it to a test paper.”

This is the rhetorical template that he has summed up in the past week since he appeared.

Of course, if the witches are in the way, the template will become 'Sorry, no time~www.readwn.com~ Sorry for not signing, Poseidon is at Qingqiu Mansion, Councilman Su is very busy, this is Privacy, thank you' for such a more polite expression.

In general, witches tend to gossip more, while wizards are more active.

"Oh, it's as shameless as the rumors say!" The white robe standing on one side sneered again and again, and the French book in his hand rattled: "Since we are standing here, is it better that you have the final say?"

There was a crisp snap of fingers not far away.

Zheng Qing felt certain in his heart—that voice meant that Xiao Xiao had opened the photo shoot to ensure that everything that happened in front of him would be recorded truthfully.

"I'll give you a piece of advice," he glanced at the law book in Baipao's hand, and his eyes fell on the two black borders - just a second-year student, he must have - kindly reminded: "You are not the first wave Trouble coming to the door... By the way, according to the campus management regulations of the First University, it is a violation of the law to arbitrarily draw out legal documents from students on campus.

"Too much nonsense!"

The other blue-robed man murmured impatiently, and without saying a word, threw his fist at Zheng Qing. His two companions flashed, one left and one right blocking Zheng Qing's dodge, and at the same time opened the law book.

Zheng Qing pouted.

It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with good words, and the mercy is not enough to save oneself.

With a slight flick of his wrist, the Colt python's magazine was instantly emptied, and the six rune bullets, with ordinary rune light, turned into six distinct arcs and landed on the three uninvited guests one after another.

This is a little bit of life experience he has gained through countless encounters and baptisms.

The phantom of the yellow hill, the mist rising, the snarling, the swearing, the flash of the curse, the brief explosion, and then everything was calm again.

There was a group of red robes watching the excitement gathered around at an unknown time.