"Attention students. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The purser's beautiful voice resounded in all corners of the cabin.

"I am Su Qijun, the purser of this flight, and this flight was attacked by unknown dangerous creatures during the flight, and it has been confirmed that no students were injured except for some students who were frightened. On behalf of all the crew members of this flight and Umno Airlines, I would like to express my sincerest apologies to you. ”

"The journey will still go on as normal. If you feel unwell or find other abnormalities, please contact our flight attendants in time. ”

"Thank you very much for your active cooperation with the crew. ”

"Thank you!"

In the aftermath of the cabin announcement, Zheng Qing signed his name on the roster, and then was supported by Xiao Xiao and Shi Yuan and walked towards the cabin.

The hallway at the entrance of the restaurant is very deep, and every few meters, there is a small door with a carved round arch, behind which are different cabins. At this moment, the doors of these small carved doors are crowded with many curious heads. Those who didn't go to the restaurant, or who came back early after lunch, were hanging in the doorway, carefully watching the freshmen returning from the restaurant.

The special plane is very small, and the news that the demon appeared on the special plane has spread rapidly, but these news are varied, true and false.

The purser's vaguely worded announcement made many people suspicious of these rumors.

At the carved door of each cabin, there are wizards who claim to have heard first-hand information, pointing fingers and talking about those strange insiders.

Someone described how the elves in the restaurant rioted, and how the elves led by the pikes ate the pets with green fangs, a foot long, and a bloody mouth. In these descriptions, the usually mild-mannered little ones, enslaved by the sorcerer, rose up and broke the pots and pans of their work, overturned all the tables, chairs and benches, smashed chandeliers, and torn curtains. It's like a hero in an epic story, with an aura of justice, who rebels against the tyranny of an evil wizard!

Strangely, many young wizards listened to it with relish, and their blood boiled, and they didn't seem to see the countless logical contradictions in this story.

There are also people who solemnly interpret the announcement issued by the purser. For example, a dangerous creature is a demon, an unidentified dangerous creature is an unregistered demon, if a student is frightened, someone must be frightened into crying, fainting, or even frightened by a magical riot; if no student is injured, it means that someone who is not a student is injured. These people who interpreted the announcement even patiently analyzed the tone of the purser Su Qijun's pause, where the accent was, which words were abnormal, and so on.

It has to be said that compared to the elf riot, the conclusions reached by these people who analyzed the announcement are a little more reliable.

There are also people who are mysterious and secretive, whispering to their companions that in fact, the demons on the special plane did not escape, but slipped into the middle of the new students, and those who came back from the restaurant were most likely to be replaced by the demons. The purser asked everyone to pay attention to the abnormal situation, just to avoid startling the grass and snakes, and catching turtles in the urn.

This statement added a bit of scrutiny to the curious eyes at the door.

Zhang Jixin and Liu Feifei are both in different cabins. Because of those scrutinizing eyes, several people did not continue to walk together, and separated at the door of the cafeteria, and agreed to meet again after arriving at the school.

Li Meng walked in front with three small pets in her arms. She held her head high, her small leather shoes clattered, hugged the fox and drove the pigeon, looked left and right, and was full of spirit.

But to her chagrin, none of the freshmen asked her about the accident at the restaurant.

Most of the curious eyes fell on Zheng Qing, who was being supported.

These bored freshmen looked at them curiously, whispering, carefully asking if Zheng Qing had been injured in the battle with the demons.

Zheng Qing's face turned red.

He hates being watched the most.

It's like watching a monkey show.

He even looked at the headache a little more violently, and it was better to let himself pass out completely to avoid these rude glances.

Unlike him, there are also some freshmen who use this kind of onlookers as a stage to show off.

"I thought there was something wrong with that red-eyed flight attendant!" In the corridor, a boy excitedly said to his partner next to him, "If it weren't for the fear that others would scold me for discrimination, I would definitely smash my donkey's hooves at her." ”

As he spoke, the boy held up a pitch-black, shriveled gadget hanging from his chest, and showed his friends how to subdue a demon with the hooves of a black donkey.

The newborn students around listened to it with relish.

Zheng Qing rolled his eyes, trying to block out this picture of spicy eyes.

He was embarrassed by the boy.

Only by truly standing in the aura of demons can we understand the meaning of courage.

It wasn't until a few people returned to their seats that the wandering eyes around them slowly dissipated.

"Are you really okay?" the little monk asked with some concern as he put Zheng Qing on his seat.

"Well, it's okay, just rest for a while. Zheng Qing endured the pain of his head throbbing and responded vaguely, while lowering the back of the seat.

The beautiful woman with big burgundy waves opposite the little monk was still sleeping soundly with her own blindfold.

Zheng Qing had some inexplicable disappointment in his heart.

"He probably had some symptoms triggered by the stimulus just now. Listen to him, it's an old problem. Generally, this situation is still more safe to listen to him. Next to him, Xiao Xiao was whispering to Blue Tinch explaining what happened in the restaurant.

Li Meng leaned over, squeezed next to them, and also added in a whisper, arguing about something.

Zheng Qing couldn't hear clearly, and he didn't want to hear it.

He curled up in the wide chair, feeling his whole mind in a state of confusion, and soon fell asleep.

......

The body swayed one after the other, and the scene of flickering away and approaching made people feel weightless.

He craned his neck and poked his head out to see why he was dangling.

A pair of dull wooden eyes appeared in his field of vision.

And then there's the hard bangbang neck.

Stunned legs.

Then there are two creaking rocking boards.

It dawned on him.

It turned out that he was on a wooden horse.

The dog barks from far and near.

He turned around, and a large wolfhound, spitting out a wet tongue and scarlet eyes, chased after the Trojan Horse. The dog had a thorny collar around its neck, and its fur was tangled in blood and dust, and it looked dirty. Its mouth opened wide, revealing its yellow-stained fangs, and cloudy saliva seeped out between its teeth and trickled into the dirt.

Can't be bitten by a dog.

He was ruthless in his heart and kicked the horse's belly hard.

Run!" he shouted.

The dog barked farther and farther away.

When he looked back, he could no longer see the big dog, and there was only a deep twilight in his vision.

The fiery clouds of the setting sun spread out far away and spread like the sea.

The fiery clouds are getting closer and darker.

until it is as crimson as blood.

Behind the clouds, there seemed to be the desolate roar of the wild dog.

Blood-red clouds of fire swept over the Trojan Horse, flooding the beach like a tidal wave, drowning everything.

......

Li Meng was chattering with Blue Tinch about the details of the accident in the restaurant.

Zheng Qing, who was sleeping next to her, suddenly pounced forward, startling her.

"What are you doing!" the little girl looked at Zheng Qing angrily.

Zheng Qing muttered something, then turned over and continued to sleep.

Li Meng looked at Xiao Xiao blankly.

"Nightmare?" Xiao Xiao shook his head, picked up the pen, and swiped down something in his notebook, which seemed to never finish.