Chapter Twenty-Six: Warcraft Contact Class I

In the early morning, the sky was dark, and Chang An woke up and began to plan his next move.

"The explosives have run out and we have to find time to rematch, and there are only 10 bullets left in the sniper rifle, so it's a real headache to not be able to replenish them in this world. Chang An counted the ammunition while touching the back of his head with a headache. There are still a lot of pistol bullets, but for the strength level of the enemies in this world, the power of a pistol is no different from that of a large artillery battle.

"The military dagger is also broken, and with the forging technology of this world, it must not be repaired...... The flesh hurts, and it took two contribution points to change it, and it's quite easy to use. ”

"Hmph, it's not worth mentioning. ”

Chang An looked back at the nerve knife that also had a lot of words, the corners of his mouth twitched, and said: "You are not Fan Tie, if I can carry you to cut people, then of course I don't need other weapons, the problem is that I will hang up before I can kill others before I carry you!"

"Blame me?" The nerve knife, who had always spoken with a crepe of letters, suddenly said this, I don't know if it was a bad learning with a certain talker......

"Don't be discouraged in Sao Nian, I discussed with the Nerve Knife last night, in view of the extremely strong recovery ability of your Ritian Divine Skill, when your Ritian Divine Skill is cultivated to a high level, you can barely resist the backlash of the Divine Soldier, and occasionally use the Nerve Knife to cut people. ”

"High-level?" Chang An saw a little hope again, since he experienced two heavy injuries to his body and reshaped his body yesterday, he could already clearly feel that the realm of the exercises had begun to loosen, and it was not far from breaking through. However, now is not the time to cultivate quietly, he still has important things to do.

Putting the guns and bullets back into the storage space of the terminal, Chang An wrapped the handle and scabbard of the Nerve Knife with the concealment cloak, and specially told the Nerve Knife not to let go of his stupid anger if it was okay.

This is not a joke, Chang An began to want to put the nerve knife into the storage space of the terminal, but the hot-tempered nerve knife was angry because it was impermeable and airtight. Obviously in another space, Chang An can clearly feel the evil aura that wants to smash everything!

If he came to such a critical time when he was executing the plan, it is estimated that someone would be able to find the stupid breath of the nerve knife to hide at the ends of the earth and tear him up. As a divine soldier, there is an extraordinary aura everywhere, which is also something that cannot be helped, Chang An thinks about it left and right, and only the effect of the concealment cloak can barely suppress the evil qi of the nerve knife.

After doing this, Chang An put on the wide apprentice robe issued by the Academy of Magic, completely covered the nerve knife under his clothes, and then swaggered into the city - that's right, as a good student, Chang An still has to go to the academy for class today, and he will never be late for class!

Chang An was also out of the way, today he didn't even wear a hidden cloak, so he stepped into the gate of the Imperial Academy of Magic so generously. As if to tell Zou Ao and Cecil bluntly: The hateful assassin who almost killed your daughter, beat you to the point of breath, and snatched your sword is here, come and arrest me!

There is only one purpose in doing this, and that is to find a way to find the clues of the poem. Since yesterday, Song Shi was knocked unconscious by Zou Ao and taken away, so for the first time in his life, Chang An experienced the feeling of thinking about a woman day and night, but unfortunately the woman Chang An thought of was not his lover, but the target of assassination!

It's a pity that when Chang An walked into the classroom, he didn't see the figure of the poem, and the seat next to Chang An was still empty until the morning class was over. Professor Duan Bo didn't say anything about the absenteeism of the poem, as a big celebrity in the entire empire, the whereabouts of the poem was not something that a small professor was qualified to ask.

This made Chang An very depressed, he was a killer but he couldn't even find where his assassination target was, and he still assassinated a yarn?

So, the only thing Chang An could do in the morning was to sleep in class, want to play poems, sleep, want to play poems, and continue to sleep......

"Sao Nian, after the precise analysis of this terminal, I think it is very likely that the target poem is still in the Zou Mansion. No matter what the conspiracy of Zou Ao's ghost father is, after all, this is an internal matter of their family, and they definitely don't want outsiders to know. ”

"Can we stop talking nonsense?" Chang An whispered back in his mind while pretending to be sleeping on his desk.

However, the terminal did say that Chang An's biggest fear may be that Song Shi has been imprisoned inside the Zou Mansion. Then if he wants to complete the assassination mission, he can only bite the bullet and come to a scene where a brave man breaks into the demon cave to save the princess.

As a killer, Chang An watched his target being captured by the bad guys, and now Chang An must find her, and if necessary, he must be responsible for rescuing her...... And then kill her, what's this called?!

"Apprentices, please be quiet. When Chang An was depressed, Duan Bo suddenly walked into the classroom with a roster.

"According to the tradition of our Beast Empire Magic Academy, all newly admitted apprentices must take a Warcraft contact class, in the afternoon I will take you to the Warcraft Breeding Ground in the mountains behind the academy to familiarize you with all kinds of Warcraft, please get ready and set off with me." ”

Before Duan Bo finished speaking, the classroom became lively.

"Finally able to contact Warcraft, my wish since I was a child is to have a Warcraft as a war pet!"

"Sounds interesting, let's get started!"

Chang An was the only one in the entire classroom who was not interested in this arrangement, because he couldn't sleep during class! There was a more important reason...... Forget this reason, Chang An doesn't want to talk about it.

No matter how reluctant Chang An is, he is determined to be a good student and take root in the college, he can only follow everyone to visit the college back mountain zoo, I don't know if I need to write 400 words after I come back? Chang An felt extremely painful.

"Alas. Standing halfway up the mountain behind the academy, Chang An couldn't help but look up at the mage tower standing in the middle of the academy, Cecil lives there at this moment, right? Chang An wanted to yell at that side: "You coward has the ability to come out and continue to hunt down Lao Tzu!"

Chang An was very sure that Cecil's detection magic locked his existence when he walked into the academy early in the morning, but Cecil, who almost died under the slash yesterday, only had one breath left at the moment, and it was impossible for him to run out and fight with others again. And Chang An couldn't break through the layers of magic in the mage tower and take the initiative to fight with Cecil.

Zou Ao, Cecil, the two big bosses, one hides in their own homes, and the other hides from the mage tower, all of whom are shrunken turtles. Leaving Chang An, the little minion who was chased and killed by them yesterday, could only be lonely and messy in the wind outside......

"Hey!" Just as Chang An stood on the hillside and sighed, a hand suddenly patted his shoulder from behind.

"Why are you standing here stupidly? Don't get in the way of your aunt!"

Listening to the familiar voice, Chang An turned behind him stiffly, and saw a person he didn't want to see - Gongsun Yan'er!

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It was supposed to be a big chapter.,But if you can't finish writing before 12 o'clock, you'll send half of it first.,If nothing else, there's a change in the middle of the night.。