Monster Hunting High School

Four cyan fox tails gently rotated.

Under the moon, the senators of the parliament turned into a ball of blue light and disappeared into the night. Zheng Qing didn't know where she went. Maybe she went back to the laboratory to look at materials, maybe she went to the lounge to drink tea, or maybe she just became invisible.

In short, as she emphasized beforehand, she 'left first'.

No one would find her behavior disrespectful. As the most noble and high-profile guest at the ball, she still has this willful qualification and freedom.

The young public-sponsored student was left alone to face the heavy pressure falling from all directions at the dance - of course, he deserved it - although there was very little movement, the departure of the owner of Qingqiu Mansion still attracted many curious eyes. .

This is a dance, not the unrestricted arena of Starry Sky Academy. No one will rush up and grab a boy by the collar and ask him if he is angry with Councilor Su. All the guests are whispering, with polite and reserved eyes, secretly Spying on a certain wizard standing alone.

One sheep, two sheep, three sheep.

Zheng Qing followed Su Shijun's instructions before leaving and silently counted a hundred sheep in his heart. Sure enough, as time went by, those sneaky glances finally stopped haunting him. Su Shijun's presence was certainly welcomed by everyone, but titles such as 'Senator', 'Great Wizard' and 'The Most Beautiful' were also like slabs of stone weighing on everyone's minds, making it difficult for these young wizards to truly open up to dance and socialize. With Su Shijun's departure, more and more people gradually turned their attention to the dance, and the atmosphere on the dance floor became more and more lively.

It was only then that the young public-funded student quietly slipped away in the direction of Jiang Yu.

If Su Shijun, who walked down from the moon today, seemed to have a gorgeous Milky Way draped over his body, then Jiang Yu standing in the corner of the dance party was like a stubborn little flame.

The bright red dress looked particularly inconspicuous in the night, and the translucent gauze scarf was like rolling tongues of fire, undulating in the gentle night wind. She wore her hair in a high bun today, without glasses, and wore The last time I saw similar makeup was at the dance of the school hunt last year.

The wizard ran all the way and finally stood in front of the witch.

Whether it was an illusion or not, he always felt that the sound of the music around him had become softer, and the feeling of being watched came from all directions again, but he no longer cared about it - he was even prepared to be beaten. What does it matter if someone looks at you twice? The worst thing I can do is stuff a few more nightmare dolls under the pillow before going to bed tonight.

With this determination, he took a deep breath and opened his mouth, but his mind suddenly went blank and he didn't know what to say. Jiang Yu looked at him quietly for a while, and then she spoke first:

"You came?"

The young public-funded student immediately nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yeah, yeah, I'm here."

The girl sighed slightly: "You shouldn't have come."

A very strange thought flashed through Zheng Qing's mind - he suddenly felt that these lines of dialogue were backwards, and he should say the first and third lines first.

But immediately, he shook his head and got rid of this slightly interesting idea. At the same time, he rarely showed a trace of toughness: "No, I must come..."

Jiang Yu raised a finger and shook it, interrupting the boy.

"Are you ready?" She asked without any end.

Zheng Qing was a little unsure, but still responded with a generous gesture: "Without a doubt."

"Then, close your eyes." Jiang Yu lowered her eyelids and requested softly.

The young public-funded student looked around helplessly. In the night, those prying eyes shrank back like frightened rabbits.

He looked away, only feeling that his brain volume was somewhat insufficient. Ever since my mind went blank for a while, I have been unable to keep up with the rhythm of the conversation with the witch.

"It's a bit fast." The young public-funded student murmured and couldn't help but lick his dry lips. Once again, he felt that the conversation between the two people was wrong.

Even so, he still closed his eyes obediently.

He even held his breath.

The witch in front of him seemed to have made some movement, and he vaguely heard a vague whisper coming from the distance - for guests attending the Moonlight Ball, that level of surprise was already very rude.

He couldn't help but raise his eyelids slightly.

Immediately, his eyelids twitched violently.

It was very magical. Jiang Yu, who was standing in front of him, took out a huge hammer from nowhere. He was holding the long hammer handle with both hands and weighing the weight of the hammer slightly.

Maybe he noticed the boy's gaze.

A bright, apologetic smile suddenly broke out on her face.

boom!

Amid undisguised exclamations from all around, Jiang Yu swung the hammer with both hands and gave it to Zheng Qing firmly - the wizard was a little unsure whether the hammer was swung upward from below or from the side, or whether it was swung from the side. Or smashed from above. He felt as if his head had been hit head-on by a speeding train, and his whole body was buzzing.

Fortunately, the hammer seemed to be made of bread or some kind of extremely soft wood. After being hit hard by the hammer, Zheng Qing's forehead was as clean as ever and was not broken.

Even so, this time it hurts!

The young public-funded student covered his face - he felt like half of his head was swollen - and looked at the girl across from him with tears in his eyes as he slowly put away the big hammer, not knowing how to react.

"Don't blame me, who asked you to come here."

Jiang Yu clapped his hands calmly, as if his hands were stained with dirt when he swung the hammer, and then glanced at the wizard in front of him: "Before I came to the dance today, I talked to my ancestors. She Help me with a fortune..."

Zheng Qing immediately remembered a kind-hearted old lady holding a faucet. The last time I saw her projection, she broke off the two fangs from the dragon's head of the crutch and used them as rune bombs.

"...The ancestor said that there is no risk for me to come today, but I am a fool. If you want to talk to me, I have to knock you first, otherwise it will bring you bad luck..." The witch clasped her hands behind her back and leaned forward slightly. , explained seriously.

Zheng Qing rubbed his swollen and painful forehead and half of his face. He suddenly thought of Su Shijun's words before leaving. He couldn't help but look back at the empty platform in the distance - he never thought that he would be beaten in such a way. It came in a weird way, but upon closer consideration, this seems to be the best solution.

If receiving such a hammer now could avoid being slapped with a sap, Zheng Qing would rather do it every morning.

hiss! !

He couldn't help but hammer his head, feeling that something was not quite right.

"Are you ready?"

The witch opposite happily stretched out her hands to indicate to the boys that they could dance.

Ps, I didn’t expect this plot at all... Tsk, Zheng Zha is so miserable... BTW, I think the name of this chapter should be called 'The Magical Witch' or 'After the Conversation Was Wrong'_(:з」∠)_again Or to put it more bluntly, 'Zheng Qing was beaten'.