Hunting College

Creak, creak.

It was the sound of the pumpkin cart slowly driving away.

Zheng Qing helped the soft side of the pointed wizard hat, and secretly glanced around, not surprisingly, there were all furtive glances. It's just that there was a weird and malicious atmosphere outside the sight of those hiding their heads and showing their tails. This atmosphere made the young public finance student have the urge to run away immediately.

But when he looked back, the pumpkin cart in the Qingqiu mansion had disappeared without a trace, and there was nothing in the direction it left except for a dense night.

The crisp dress was like a sheet of iron, heavy and cold, hanging on his body, as if he was covered with shackles from the inside to the outside. Fortunately, the undulating brim of the soft-brimmed wizard hat can not only filter out many prying eyes, but also hide his line of sight from making eye contact with others.

"Think about it, you've already bought accident insurance, and you've been bombed again...the situation won't be worse." The young public finance student thought sadly but firmly.

For a moment, he was extremely annoyed that he had paid too much attention to the 'deformation sequelae', so that when everyone looked at him and whispered, he couldn't hear what they were talking about.

The boy forced himself to focus on the beautiful dresses of the witches and the music playing in the night.

It can be easily seen that every witch has the self-confidence of being a princess, reserved and proud, and the long skirts flutter like flowing water under the influence of magic. There is no mopping.

"Are you going to stand here and act as someone else's talking point?"

A familiar voice came from my ear.

Zheng Qing suddenly looked back, it was Dylan, he was wearing an old-fashioned dress and a hard-brimmed top hat, which was out of tune with the surrounding environment - in this regard, he and Zheng Qing had similarities in common.

"Dylan?"

The tone of the young public finance student couldn't hide his surprise: "You never said that you would also come to this moon party! Does anyone else know? Why didn't you say it earlier!"

"Take it as a surprise."

Regardless of the astonished gazes around him, Mr. Vampire Werewolf took off his top hat, held it in his hands and twirled it casually, with a cynical smile on his face: "But then again, if I hadn't confirmed that you didn't run away until the last moment, I certainly wouldn't have escaped." To the **** ball."

"What's the meaning?"

"It means that I can have a drink at the ball with peace of mind only if you block most of the cold shots in front of me. The hybrid of vampires and werewolves has always been the biggest topic of conversation at the ball. It will not be the case after you appear." Dylan With a bright smile on his face, his eyes wandered around the wizard: "Where is your... um... dance partner?"

"have no idea!"

Zheng Qing replied angrily, resisting the urge to swing his cane and hit Dylan on the head.

"Oh, it's not surprising at all."

The vampire werewolf nodded thoughtfully: "It would be somewhat exaggerated to say that someone has prepared for this night all his life, but there are not a few witches who have prepared for this night for a semester... Representative Su is not an ordinary witch. It is understandable to prepare for a while."

Night breeze.

Mr. Vampire Werewolf shuddered a little, he soon noticed the eyes of the young public servant who was still gazing at him, and laughed dryly: "Come on, don't blow the cold wind outside, there is warm rum inside …By the way, you'd never imagine who I'm meeting here."

Zheng Qing really wanted to keep the 'maliciousness' that lasted for just a few seconds, but the cat's curiosity was out of control.

"who?"

"Go in and you'll know."

Dylan made a small pass: "You have to know that curiosity is the sweetest only when it is satisfied, and the longer you endure the process, the richer the reward you will get. Just like Mr. Su's The dance partner is the object of curiosity for everyone at the ball, but except for me, everyone else can suppress the restlessness of curiosity, waiting for you to peel off that layer of skin... and the reason why I am not curious is because I see your true nature."

Zheng Qing never knew that beautiful nonsense can be said without repetition. It gave him a very clear idea of ​​the quality of chatter among the guests at the ball.

While talking, the two had reached the top of the steps.

Dylan chose the porch in the center for him. Under the pillars on both sides of the porch, there are two tall armored statues. Zheng Qing can't see if there are faces under the visors, but for wizards, there may be No, there doesn't seem to be much difference.

There is a sign on the left and right sides of the column.

On the left is the well-known "Taishan Shigandang", and on the right is probably a motto under the moon - "All secrets will be silent under the moon".

Stepping across the porch, the melodious string music becomes clearer, and there are huge wide-format portraits hanging between the left and right corridors, and more than a dozen big figures from the Council under the Moon are scrutinizing every young wizard who enters the door~www.readwn. com~ And when Zheng Qing entered the door, all these eyes fell on him almost at the same time.

This time, the wizard doesn't need to be upset that he doesn't have the 'deformation aftereffect', because he can hear the 'whispering' of the portraits very clearly - he suspects that these old guys let him hear it on purpose.

"is it him?"

"That's right, it's him."

"He's not even a registered wizard!"

"How can Junjun fall in love with such an ugly boy!"

"It's not ugly, but being ordinary is beyond doubt...Maybe Junjun thinks she is too good, so he wants to find some shortcomings for himself, and feel the taste of mediocrity?"

The young public finance student couldn't help but follow the prestige, wanting to see who said the most shameless sentence—not surprisingly, it was a lady with two fox ears. Noticing the boy's gaze, she She held up her small fan reservedly, covering half of her face, but shook her ears in a friendly way.

The boy sighed silently and quickened his pace a little.

"If you run away when you hear a little commentary, there probably won't be a clean place in the whole dance hall." Dylan's voice sounded behind him: "Old people still pay attention to their words...I mean, If you brought the rune gun tonight, I suggest you give it to me to keep it for you."

What answered him was Zheng Qing's figure that stopped suddenly.

"Is she the person you said I 'absolutely can't imagine'?" Zheng Qing carefully tilted his neck back and asked in a low voice.

Mr. Vampire Werewolf's head was over the boy's shoulder, following his line of sight.

"Of course not," he said in surprise, "but if the fat wizard knows that his senior sister has also come to the dance under the moon, he will definitely be very disappointed."