"From now on, you will be both my sword master and my feeder."

The man's voice seemed to be still lingering in his ears. Mingshuiyun walked on the campus avenue with street lights, and was still a little dazed for a moment.

"Wow, Shuiyun, are you okay??"

A thin little girl in blue and white rabbit pajamas was sitting on a bench next to the road. When she saw Ming Shuiyun, she was shocked and ran over: "Why are you covered in blood? Do you want to go to the medical officer?"

"I... it's okay, the blood on my body is not mine." Ming Shuiyun shook his head: "Thank you Qing Yun."

"It's already very late now. It seems that the dormitory is out of hot water at 11 o'clock in the evening. You should go back and take a shower." Ming Qingyun looked at Shuiyun's body seriously and confirmed that there was no place to be ruined before he breathed a sigh of relief: "Your scabbard fight with Sister Shuangli's mad dog?"

"Yes." Ming Shuiyun didn't want to mention this, and changed the topic: "Qing Yun, why are you sitting outside?"

"I just washed my hair and couldn't dry it even if I had a ironing board. It was so cool outside and I came out to see the stars." Ming Qingyun glanced at the bright dormitory building behind: "And there were still noise inside."

"What?"

"Nothing." Ming Qingyun stretched: "Anyway, this is also a safe area. I prefer to be quiet like this. Shuiyun, you can go back by yourself. The room is Room A on the third floor."

"Yes." Ming Shuiyun took two steps, suddenly remembered something, and went back to grab Ming Qingyun's right hand.

A lazy cloud seal that is neither smoke nor cloud appeared on the back of Ming Qingyun's hand.

"You participated, too?" Ming Shuiyun said in surprise.

"Well, I was going to participate at the beginning, and it was too boring to quit midway."

The girl in the pajamas yawned lazily: "And don't look at Sister Shuangli's saying it well, in fact, the person who quit at the beginning is definitely not as respectable as the person who quit at the end."

She pointed the mark on the back of her hand: "There is a win or lose in this game, but there is no win or lose in the chips. This is our chip - instead of giving up on our chips from the beginning, it is better to hold the chips in your hand first."

"As time goes by, the value of chips will only increase, and we speculators will get more and more."

Ming Shuiyun said in surprise: "I saw that you and Chaoyan were not here just now, and I thought you really wanted to give up... and you are not too obsessed with seeking swords to compete for the throne."

"Indeed, although Chaoyan and I are different, we are both people who like to live a stable life." Ming Qingyun laughed and said, "Thanks to Sister Shuangli's crazy dog ​​drove you away, and there was no one next to Holy Sword Huiyao, so Chaoyan and I had the opportunity to easily obtain the oath mark. We quickly signed a contract with the swordsman and came back to take a shower."

Ming Shuiyun couldn't help but feel a little depressed. The oath ceremony they took a lot of effort to complete, but others could easily pass it by just seizing the opportunity. Just like a new game you bought at full price without discount, the next day, the next platform was given for free... Ming Qingyun felt a little unhappy when he felt a little unhappy in his sister and smiled:

"But Chaoyan's scabbard and I are like us, both of us are not strong-willed people to compete for victory. Otherwise, they wouldn't have been not going to take action just now. I guess they were thinking about how to persuade us to surrender to Sister Shuangli...Where is your scabbard? Is he a person worthy of your trust?"

Ming Shuiyun was slightly stunned, suddenly shivered, and the wound on his neck seemed to start to achieved again: "I...I don't know."

"I have now changed from a contestant to a bettor. Shuiyun, tell me honestly, will your swordsels be willing to help you win?" Ming Qingyun stretched and asked curiously: "If you are determined to compete for the throne, then I have to please you to bet in advance..."

"I have no idea!"

Embarrassing silence began to spread, and screams came from the dormitory building from afar.

"You don't look very good." Ming Qingyun said, "Go back and take a hot shower, I'll sit for a while."

"Well...I'm sorry."

"No, I'm asking too much." Ming Qingyun smiled and said, "But if you have any secrets to ask someone to talk to, even if you come to me, I'm very nervous."

She made a zipper gesture and raised her eyebrows.

Ming Shuiyun nodded gratefully. When he turned around and left, he heard Ming Qingyun say:

"Don't believe too much in scabbards, whether they are good or evil. We regard them as tools to win, why don't they treat us as mediums to realize their ambitions? They just can't betray them, it doesn't mean they will have feelings for us."

Mingshuiyun stopped slightly, and then he kept walking into the dormitory building.

As soon as she reached the third floor, Ming Shuiyun heard a noisy sound. She looked at Room A, which was exposed through the crack of the window door, and vaguely predicted something, took out the key and opened the door.

"——Dailan, you actually attacked me!"

"That was thrown by Sister Shuangli! It's nothing to do with me!"

"It's not my business! Let's take a besiege of Taolang first. It hurts too much when she hits it!"

"Come on! Let's see if I choose you two!"

Reflecting into Ming Shuiyun's eyes, there is a female student dormitory with pillows flying around.

The battle scene was extremely hot. Several nominal Huiyao royal princesses, the next emperor candidate, are using the strongest individual weapon in the dormitory [Pillow] to engage in a rule-free battle. Tactics of all parties emerge one after another, sometimes joining the throne, sometimes focusing on the fire, sometimes jungle operation, sometimes a wave of groups in the middle - simply put it simply to be a few blind fights.

"It's very lively, isn't it?"

Just as Ming Shuiyun was stunned, the bathroom next to him opened the door and walked out with a bath towel wiping his head. She glanced at the battle situation in the dormitory with her eyes with dark circles of eyes and commented: "If the scabbards saw that their sword master was fighting like this, would they be discouraged and gave up this sword-seeking battle for throne?"

"Why?" Ming Shuiyun pointed at them and asked blankly.

"That's right. Taolang and Dailan were dirty when they came back, not much better than you." Mingyueyan looked at Ming Shuiyun's 'battlefield Valkyrie skin' and said, "Then they found that Sister Shuangli had already come back to take a shower and were all lying on the bed to read books. They were angry when they looked. After the two took a shower, they attacked Sister Shuangli at the same time."

"It's not difficult to understand the new and old hatreds, right? I was chased by Sister Shuangli's scabbard for another night. After I came back, I saw Sister Shuangli show off. It was normal to feel angry, but this is a safe area, so I can only throw the pillow."

Mingyue Banquet made a 'please' gesture: "Shuiyun, are you going to join the war? You don't have to take a pillow. Just see whoever is unhappy will just go over and hug them - the other party will definitely cry and beg you not to come."

Ming Shuiyun looked at his bloody clothes and shook his head: "I don't have such bad taste... What I asked is, why are they here?"

"Of course they are here." Mingyueyan said: "This is their dormitory."

"But this is also my dormitory..." Ming Shuiyun looked at the keys of his dormitory: "Does he say...?"

"Speaking of this, you didn't seem to come to the dormitory to pack your luggage during the day." Mingyueyan suddenly realized: "No wonder you don't know-"

"The seven of us slept in the same eight-person bedroom. In the next six months, we will fight openly and secretly outside during the day, and continue to intrigue when we return to the dormitory at night. How about it, are you happy or surprised?"

Perhaps because I encountered too many emergencies tonight, Ming Shuiyun was not surprised, but just sighed: "It's too strange to arrange this..."

"Maybe it encourages us to find ways to exclude competitors in the safe zone? I even suspect that a dormitory room murder will happen in a few days."

Mingyueyan wiped her hair and said, "By the way, the book Shuangli Sister just read is Song Tixing's latest "Xiwen Lu·Northern Train Murder Case". I suggest you can also buy a few murder novels to enrich yourself. Even if you don't learn how to kill, you must at least learn how to leave information."

Song Tixing is a best-selling author of murder novels famous for Huiyao. Although the audience of murder novels is not very popular, the readership is extremely strong. "Xiyuanlu" is a best-selling work that has been popular for more than 20 years. Ming Shuiyun has also watched the drama adapted from "Xiyuanlu" before.

Mingyue Banquet's just right sarcasm, sometimes Ming Shuiyun couldn't tell whether she was sincerely suggesting or joking. She found her bed to organize her luggage, took out her clothes to change her clothes and prepared to take a shower. A greeting suddenly came from the bed next to her.

"Shuiyun, are you injured?"

Ming Chaoyan, who was sleeping in a daze, was holding her hands up and trying to sit up: "I know a little bit of inner scene tactics..."

"No, I'm not injured."

Noting that Ming Shuangli and others were looking at him, Ming Shuiyun had to shake the bloody clothes on his body and explained: "The blood on his body is not mine."

Ming Shuangli suddenly moved his nose and sniffed it carefully, "Well... part of it is Nirou's blood."

"Really?!" Ming Taolang was shocked: "Sister Shuangli, can you actually smell the difference between blood through your nose?"

"Of course!" Ming Shuangli said with his waist on his back: "The blood of different people must be different!"

Ming Dailan didn't throw the pillow anymore: "Really? What's the difference?"

Ming Shuangli coughed and said seriously: "For example, the blood of stinky men must be fishy and smelly, but the blood of us beautiful girls who are in their prime is as sweet as wine and as refreshing as flower tea-"

"Really!" Ming Taolang aimed directly at his arm and opened his mouth: "Then I'll try--"

"Don't!"

A new round of chaos began, so no one noticed that Ming Shuiyun's face suddenly turned pale at that moment.

Ming Chaoyan rubbed his eyes, fell on the bed like a piece of wood, holding the holy sword doll next to him: "Since Shuiyun is fine, I will continue to sleep..."

"Well, you keep sleeping." Ming Shuiyun smiled. Chaoyan's family tutor was very strict and she was young. She should go to bed at nine o'clock. No wonder she could fall asleep peacefully in such a noisy environment.

She entered the bathroom with her clothes and bath towels. Ming Shuiyun slowly took off her clothes. Because she was soaked in blood for too long, she only wore cool, thin and breathable clothes in the summer, so the clothes were almost stuck to her skin, and the temperature of the blood remained on it.

Take off all the clothes, twist the switch of the shower, and the warm water flows from above to Mingshuiyun. Drips of water flow on her hair, flow through her collarbone, cross the spine, cross the peaks, and along her long legs, washing away all the fatigue and filth on her body.

In this narrow bathroom, taking off all the comforts on your body and listening to the sound of running water, Ming Shuiyun was finally able to calm down and think about everything that just happened.

She stretched out her hand and touched the wound next to her neck. They were two tooth marks holes, and there was no blood. It seemed that the bleeding had stopped and healed. Maybe she would return to her original state when she woke up tomorrow.

But she would not forget that just now, in the wilderness of Vientiane, the red-haired man lay on her, bit her neck, pierced two holes, and sucked her blood.

She was dull and passive throughout the whole process, and had no idea what was going on. He licked the wound until he finished sucking blood and said in her ear:

"My first wish is that you will become my offer."

"Anytime, no matter where, anywhere, as long as I need it, you will provide me with blood like this. This is the sin symbiosis between you and me, you need me to fight for you, and I need you to be my...food."

"If you can become the new emperor, you may end our symbiosis, or maybe... it won't end either, but you can work hard."

"From now on, you will be both my sword master and my feeder."

Recalling the scene that was like a dream, Ming Shuiyun's body couldn't stop trembling. She couldn't understand why things turned out like this, why her scabbard sucked blood, why their relationship became so weird, why did she have to choose her...

"They just can't betray them, it doesn't mean they will have feelings for us."

"The blood of us beautiful girls who are in their prime is as sweet as wine, and as refreshing as flower tea-"

The words I heard just now suddenly echoed in my mind. Ming Shuiyun slowly squatted down and hugged his legs, allowing the water to spray his body freely. This strong and beautiful girl's psychological defense line finally collapsed, revealing a confused expression of a broken worldview:

"Are I having a nightmare or..."

"Are you having a beautiful dream?"

...

...

"Very good, she should think that I am just a normal blood-sucking pervert now."
To be continued...