The following suggestion was a joke. Even Zheng Qing, who made the suggestion, could not help but shudder, shook his head, and gave up his idea after the words came out of his mouth.
But one of the four uninvited guests obviously took this suggestion seriously.
"Can you go down and stamp your feet?" Niu Tou blinked, shook his head, and looked at his companions happily: "How about we go down and keep standing up there, the cold wind has made my horns stiff."
The corner of Zheng Qing's mouth twitched, and he didn't know how to continue for a while - he really wanted to complain about the bull's head. The horns were originally stiff, but if they were blown by the wind or frozen, what would it matter?
In view of the difference in status between the two parties, Zheng Qing finally gave up this plan.
Unlike him, Niu Tou's companion was very decisive.
Without saying a word, the beautiful snake suddenly raised its black cloak, and with a flick of the big thick tail behind it, it pulled the talkative guy off the branch. The bull's head fell to the ground as expected.
It's just that it fell with its head down, and its wish of stamping its feet to keep warm was not fulfilled.
After climbing up from the snow pit, the cow's head did not climb back onto the branch. Instead, it went straight to a thick pine tree, lowered its head, and rubbed its horns against the rough and greasy bark of the pine tree.
The fine needle-like pine leaves rustled down as the cow's head moved, covering the snow with a layer of long-lost green. It was very interesting to watch this strange scene under the moonlight.
After rubbing one side and then the other, the bull's head turned around, and its eyes as big as copper bells happened to meet the young public-funded student's fixed gaze.
"The horns are like those vampire teeth. Wiping them from time to time is the best way to maintain them." Niutou waved his hand nonchalantly and said to Zheng Qing: "Do you want to give it a try?"
"That's not the point!" Zheng Qing's head was full of black lines: "Besides, I don't have horns either."
"Oh, yes, you don't have horns!" Niu Tou suddenly said as if he had realized it.
This stupidity was breathtaking. Zheng Qing looked up at the other people on the branch to see their reactions. But to his surprise, the other three figures on the branch seemed to be interested in the funny behavior of their companions under the tree.
Turning a blind eye, he still stared at Zheng Qing without taking any other action.
This made the young public-sponsored student feel hairy and confused at the same time.
"What are you here for?" He stood up, patted the snowflakes on his body, and took a tentative step towards the tauren: "Robbery? Kidnapping for extortion? Murder? You can't just stand here and perform a mime, right?
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While he was talking, his hand seemed to be unintentionally placed on his lower back. It seemed that his muscles were familiar after sitting for a long time, but in fact it was pressed on the handle of his Colt Python.
There are still six binding spell bullets in the magazine that were stuffed before - Zheng Qing particularly regretted this. He felt that he should have stuffed more powerful spell bullets in it. But after all, it was still six binding spells, one by one.
There are two left, enough for him to run a little further.
Yes, from the very beginning, Zheng Qing did not expect to be captured by these people, nor did he expect that he would be able to show off his power and fight against four unknown uninvited guests. His only idea was to take advantage of the situation on the other side.
If you're not careful, you can sneak away.
Considering that they only made Thomas and others fall asleep, Zheng Qing clearly realized that now was not the time for him to pretend to be a hero. He only needed to take care of himself.
As long as he ran out of the opponent's sight and relied on the piles of talismans with different uses in the gray cloth bag, he had 100% confidence in evading the opponent's search - after that, whether he found an opportunity to rush back to the school to find reinforcements
, or hide until the end and wait for the opponent to be forced to retreat. Zheng Qing has not thought that far yet.
Fifty meters.
After walking another fifty meters, Zheng Qing was more than half sure and fired four shots in a row, hitting the four uninvited guests.
If he could get within fifty meters of those four guys, he felt that he could even increase the success rate to 90% or higher.
With this naive idea, the young public-funded student held his waist, twisted and straddled, pretending to stretch his muscles, and slowly approached the cow head under the tree.
But before he had gone three meters away, a large and generous hand was placed on his shoulder.
"Don't waste your time testing, and don't even think about escaping from here." A familiar voice suddenly sounded behind the young public-funded student, startling him: "This space was stripped away from the Silent Forest with great magic power.
Unless the other party takes the initiative to let us go, or our principals and deans take action together, no one can easily pull us out of here."
"Actually, it's very simple to break the space barrier. You can just pull out a dozen wizards in the school to do it." Another familiar voice added from the side: "But while breaking the space barrier, keep the space inside."
The safety of life is not that easy... Only great wizards with powerful magic powers, or even higher-level beings, can achieve such exquisite operations."
Zheng Qing slowly turned his stiff neck and slowly looked back.
The person who stopped him was Thomas, who had been sleeping soundly just now. Next to Thomas, the other assistants including Zhang Yu and Hilda also stood up quietly and looked at the four people opposite them silently.
uninvited guest.
The ones who just spoke were Thomas and Hilda.
Noticing the shocked look in the young wizard's eyes, Hilda waved to him briskly.
"The idea is good, the choice is good, and the courage is worthy of encouragement." The teaching assistant in the practical class pointed to Zheng Qing's hand hidden behind his back, pressed on the handle of the gun - obviously, he knew everything about the plans of the young public-funded student.
Chu - but he then added: "It's just that the school will not encourage you to take such risky behavior...it's a bit too reckless."
As if to make it clearer, Hilda walked up to Zheng Qing, took his talisman gun, made a demonstration movement, and explained: "The range of your movements just now was a little too big, and you were a little cautious.
Your opponents will not ignore your exaggerated moves... In this case, if you still want to use a rune gun, you should learn the gun-drawing technique of the wizards of the American West."
"The silent spell is more appropriate." Thomas obviously disagreed with his partner's point of view: "The art of drawing a gun cannot be mastered in a year and a half, but as long as a wizard is talented enough, it only takes a week to learn the silent spell."
"If I were you two, I would first explain to classmate Zheng Qing what just happened." Zhang Yu's gentle voice sounded behind the two teaching assistants: "Otherwise, our vigilant public-funded student will slap you both in the face.
Smashed the evil amulet."
After hearing these words, Zheng Qing's hand that had just sneakily put it into the gray cloth bag suddenly froze at the mouth of the bag.
He swallowed carefully and smiled dryly at Thomas and Hilda.
"It's not an evil-proofing charm," the young wizard subconsciously defended, "It's just a calming charm... I mean, it's a bit messy and the situation is a bit complicated. I want to be quiet."
"Tsk...it's such a sad thing." Hilda sighed exaggeratedly and turned towards the back of the team: "Thomas, I leave the explanation to you. I also want to quietly...think about why my students can't
trust yourself."
This chapter has been completed!