Monster Hunting High School

Before sneaking into the No. 1 University's special plane, Nikita imagined many scenarios in which she would be discovered. For example, accidentally triggering the demon alarm device on the special plane, and being surrounded by the escorts who came after hearing the news; for example, she met her college classmates on the special plane and had to take action; for example, she happened to "accidentally" take an old immortal wizard on the plane and took her back to the black prison like a chicken. For each scenario, she prepared several different response plans. The only thing she didn't expect was that her flawless lurking was ruined by a freshman. She squinted her eyes and looked at Zheng Qing. Perhaps this breath that could arouse the restlessness of her demon blood could slightly deal with some of the captain's questions and reduce some of the punishment for failure. The corners of the witch's mouth curled up slightly. She raised a finger, and four or five ropes sprang out of thin air, tying Zheng Qing who fainted on the floor. "Stop her!" A loud shout sounded, and the red-faced boy not far away rushed out and smashed in front of Zheng Qing like a cannonball. The heavy landing sound made the plane tremble.

Two ropes just rushed in front of him.

The red-faced boy raised his fist and hit the rope head heavily, making a sound of metal clashing. The two ropes hissed and wailed, and fell to the floor helplessly.

Xiao Xiao stood beside Zheng Qing, silently took out a piece of ancient tortoise shell and chanted a spell. The runes on the tortoise shell flowed, and a layer of light golden light film came out of the armor, protecting the two people.

The ropes coming from a distance pierced the golden light film fiercely, making a harsh drilling sound.

In the restaurant, other freshmen covered their ears and looked at the rapidly intensified scene blankly. I don’t know why the two people who were tit-for-tat three minutes ago suddenly joined hands to challenge the banshee.

Zheng Qing covered his forehead and was awakened by the noise of drilling.

His eyes were blank, staring at the distorted golden chandelier on the ceiling without focus.

Some fragments before fainting flashed quickly in his mind.

Special plane, elves, flight attendants, banshees.

He widened his eyes, gritted his teeth, and struggled to get up.

"Awake?" Xiao Xiao stood in front of him, his voice sounded very tired.

"Are you all right?" Zheng Qing's voice was hoarse and low, and he grabbed a stack of yellow paper talismans from the gray bag.

"Except you, no one was injured." Xiao Xiao's hands holding the tortoise shell were shaking constantly, but his voice was very steady: "But we are in big trouble."

After saying that, he loosened his hands and sat on the ground.

The light film covering the two people flashed a few times, then suddenly shattered, turned into golden light dots, and fell back on the tortoise shell.

The ancient tortoise shell slowly rotated twice in the air and fell down.

The three ropes that were originally drilled with the light film just paused, and then fiercely stabbed at the two people again.

Zheng Qing understood.

He took a step forward and blocked in front of Xiao Xiao.

With a wave of her hand, the stack of yellow paper talismans fluttered up, like a big net, covering the three attacking ropes.

Without a sound, the three ropes covered with yellow paper talismans fell straight to the floor, making a thumping sound.

The smile on Nikita's lips disappeared.

The red light in her eyes slowly lit up.

"I seem to be a little too kind."

"Maybe I should let you see how a real lich handles fresh ingredients."

The voice of the banshee was still sweet, and the words she said were still playful, but the meaning contained in them made all the freshmen shudder.

The black hair floated in the air, and the red light in the banshee's eyes was bright.

The heavy pressure fell on the entire restaurant again.

The tableware jingled under this intimidating breath, and the tables and chairs also creaked and groaned. The pets shrank their heads in the arms of their owners and trembled, and the protective talismans on the freshmen burst into brilliant light again.

Xiao Xiao sat on the ground and once again held up the ancient tortoise shell.

The light golden light shield flickered with a reassuring luster, blocking the terrifying pressure of the banshee.

Zheng Qing stretched out his hand and pulled the red-faced boy outside the light shield in.

The red-faced boy sat on the ground, turned his head, and looked at Xiao Xiao angrily: "Why didn't you take action before!"

Zheng Qing knew that he was referring to the thing that Xiao Xiao tried his best to stop when he called on everyone to resist together.

"Because she didn't do it." Xiao Xiao leaned on the back of the sofa, and his voice seemed a little weak and distorted under this pressure.

"Why do you do it again now!"

"Because they are here." Xiao Xiao tilted his head towards the restaurant door, and seemed to be relieved.

Zheng Qing and the red-faced boy turned their heads at the same time and looked at the restaurant door.

The door of the restaurant was still closed.

However, a vague figure appeared in the shadow of the wine kitchen on the left side of the door.

"I was just wondering which boss was so disrespectful." A lazy voice sounded behind the U-shaped bar. A young man with a decadent face and exposed skin covered with copper nails and iron rings slowly walked out from the shadow of the wine chef.

The heavy pressure in the restaurant was quietly resolved.

He walked to the bar, picked up a few pieces of crushed ice from the ice bucket, and threw them into his wine glass.

As if he could feel the joyful eyes around him, he raised the wine glass in his hand and looked at the banshee not far away: "I didn't expect it was just a little goblin running wild... Sure enough, boring life is boring everywhere."

The banshee tilted her head and looked at the young man who suddenly appeared, with a look of surprise in her eyes.

The young man with thumbtacks on his face swung the wine glass, seemingly more interested in the sparkling liquid in the glass. He lowered his head and muttered: "Did your elders send you here to declare a declaration of war?"

"Probably not." A gentle voice sounded next to Zheng Qing, and said: "This kind of thing is not something that a little lich who has not yet entered the wanted list can bear. By the way, I want a margarita, can I have more? A little lemon. Don't you want anything, Victor?"

Zheng Qing turned his head so hard that he almost broke his neck.

It was a young voice, but his hair was a little gray.

Unlike the young man dressed as a punk, this figure was shrouded in a loose robe. The robe stretched upward from his feet, and the high collar firmly covered the tip of his nose. Zheng Qing's blurred vision could only see his smooth forehead and his gray hair.

"Vodka, thank you." A deep voice sounded from another direction.

Zheng Qingshun was famous.

Sitting cross-legged in the open space in front of the floor-to-ceiling window was a tall man wearing armour-baring armor. At this moment, he was holding his head and staring at the banshee with his eyelids raised.

Next to him stood a tall purple-haired woman.

"Respect your opponent!" The purple-haired woman's voice was beautiful but also cold: "Even if the opponent is a banshee who only scares children. In addition, you are not allowed to drink alcohol during the mission, Hilda."

"Bai Ding's shackles," a lazy voice behind the bar muttered, "What I drink is not the wine, but the atmosphere."