Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 14 Dragon God Douluo's Curiosity

After checking the class divisions, Mo Yuan and Ning Tian Wu Feng walked towards the dormitory building.

As he was about to enter the dormitory building, Mo Yuan paused for a moment and looked off into the distance, seemingly casually surveying the surroundings.

But what he was really looking at was a long seat at the edge of his peripheral vision.

Sitting there was an old man who looked very old. He was wearing a gray cloth robe and the wrinkles on his face were enough to kill several flies at the same time.

His eyes were dim and his eyelids drooped, giving him the appearance of being in his twilight years. The sunlight between the buildings just happened to fall on him, covering up the sense of twilight that was clearly visible in Mo Yuan's eyes.

Their eyes met and then separated. Mo Yuan turned around and walked directly into the dormitory building. Although his expression didn't seem to change at all, his heart was not at peace at all.

The most powerful person in the world, the ninety-nine-level Extreme Douluo, the master of the Sea God Pavilion, Dragon God Douluo - Moon.

Possessing the Black King's Blood Spirit, which is even more evil than the evil spirit, it is impossible for Mo Yuan not to be nervous when facing this peerless strong man who is the greatest enemy of the evil spirit master, but that's all.

If he was really exposed, he wouldn't mind a 'life exchange', exchanging his life for the coming of the Black King, leaving his mark in blood and death.

Moon lay motionless on the chair, still basking in the sunlight. However, when Mo Yuan disappeared from the dormitory building, his cloudy eyes gleamed with a gleam, and he murmured softly,
"Eleven years old, with a soul power of level 41, an elemental spirit with golden pupils, and a commoner background. He's truly a formidable young talent. Even in my time, he would have been a peerless genius. With a clean background and exceptional talent, he might even be able to take over my position..."

"But that little fellow seemed to have his eyes on me before? Was he curious or had he known me for a long time? Haha, in hundreds of years, this is the first time such an interesting little fellow has piqued my curiosity..."

After Moon finished speaking, he sighed deeply, his aging becoming more and more obvious. Looking at the students around him, who were full of youthful energy like the rising sun, a trace of worry suddenly appeared in his eyes.
"Praise be to our king's awakening. Destruction is rebirth... Who is he, and what will he bring..."

"The storm is coming. I just hope it doesn't affect the academy..."

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Entering the dormitory building, Ning Tian and Wu Feng said goodbye and went straight up the stairs because the fourth floor and above were the girls' area.

Mo Yuan's dormitory number is 109. After looking at the house numbers of several dormitories and calculating the distribution pattern, he walked directly to the left side of the corridor.

When he arrived at the dormitory door, Mo Yuan did not use the key to open the door and go in. Instead, he looked back at the dormitory opposite. The door of that dormitory was still closed. The house number was 108.

If nothing unexpected happens, that would be Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong's dormitory.

Taking his eyes off the door of Dormitory No. 108, Mo Yuan prepared to open the door, but it seemed that another roommate had already arrived, so he just turned the door lightly and the dormitory door was pushed open.

The dormitory is very small, only about ten square meters, and two beds take up most of the area. Apart from that, there is only a table and two metal wardrobes.

The soul guide lamp on the roof illuminated this small dormitory extremely brightly.

A young man who looked about the same age as Mo Yuan was sitting cross-legged on the bed on the left with his eyes closed in meditation. Hearing the sound of the door, the young man slowly opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound.

But when he saw Mo Yuan standing at the door, he was stunned, a look of astonishment on his face, "Classmate, have you come to the wrong place? The girls' dormitory is above the fourth floor."

???

Several question marks popped up in Mo Yuan's head, and he almost didn't react for a moment.

"I'm a man." Mo Yuan, who had come back to his senses, said lightly with a forced smile. "Huh?!" The young man was immediately taken aback when he heard Mo Yuan's authentic male voice. He quickly rolled off the bed, walked to Mo Yuan, stretched out his right hand, scratched his head embarrassedly, and said,
"I'm very sorry. I didn't mean to insult you with what I said just now. After all, you do look a bit..." The young man looked at Mo Yuan's handsome face, which was so beautiful that countless women envied him. Suddenly, a faint blush appeared on his face.
"It was a little too beautiful, so I didn't react for a moment..."

You're blushing like a bubble teapot!
Seeing the light red on his roommate's face, Mo Yuan's heart skipped a beat. You know, when shields collide with each other, at most there will be some friction, but when guns collide with each other, every shot will cause a critical hit.

In this situation, Mo Yuan would rather it was a knife that stabbed him in the back than some other ghost thing.

Suppressing his unhappiness, Mo Yuan took a slight step forward to distance himself a little, then shook the boy's outstretched right hand, "It's okay, it's good that you know I'm a man now."

"I'm glad you're okay. My name is Bai Yi, and my martial spirit is the Light Feather Ice Bow."

Although Bai Yi's appearance is not as good as Mo Yuan's, he is also very handsome. He is just a little short and looks a little more immature. His hair is a rare silver-white color.

"Mo Yuan, martial soul golden pupils," after hearing the name of the white-winged martial soul as Guangling Ice Bow, Mo Yuan suddenly thought of a person, a person that the native people of Douluo would definitely not know, but the time travelers must know.

——The fifth honorific of the Spirit Hall, Guangling Douluo.

Mo Yuan had some guesses but didn't ask directly. After all, they only knew each other's names now and were not familiar with each other. They would spend a lot of time together in the future, and it would not be too late to ask then.

Then Mo Yuan took out the accommodation supplies that had been prepared long ago from his soul guide and made the bed.

When Bai Yi heard that Mo Yuan's martial soul was golden pupils, a look of surprise appeared on his face. He had obviously guessed that Mo Yuan's martial soul was a relatively rare original martial soul.

However, like Mo Yuan, he knew that asking for information directly from others was offensive, so he took the initiative to reveal the name of his martial spirit because the other party would know it sooner or later, so it didn't matter if he said it now.

But if you ask more carefully, it will be unpleasant.

With Mo Yuan's keen observation, he could see that Bai Yi had no bad intentions except that he was a bit talkative, so the two of them started chatting casually and their relationship gradually became familiar.

Apart from the misunderstanding when we first met, everything was very calm. There was no such unpleasant thing as someone getting angry at you and going out to fight you, or arguing over a small conflict. There was only the politeness and distance between roommates when they first met.

Mo Yuan, who has lived almost alone since childhood, naturally knows how to take care of himself. Making the bed and cleaning the house are things he can easily complete in just a few moments.

Lying on the fur provided by a five-thousand-year-old Silver Moon Wolf King, the fatigue from several days of running around was finally relieved.

Warm sunlight shone in from the window in the middle of the bed, falling on the dormitory floor which still had some water stains. A faint smell of dust rushed into his nostrils. This scene, which was very similar to the dormitory in his student days in his previous life, made Mo Yuan look dazed for a moment.

It has been twelve years since I traveled through time, but looking back now, it seems like just a blink of an eye.

After sighing in his heart that time flies, Mo Yuan turned his head to look at the bed on the other side.

Bai Yi, who had been chatting for a long time, became quiet at this moment. He sat cross-legged on the bed with his eyes closed, and wisps of faint white cold air flowed around him.

I don’t know if he trusts me enough, or if he’s just too careless… Mo Yuan thought with interest.

The most taboo thing for a soul master in cultivation is being disturbed. If they are not careful, there may be a conflict of soul power and damage to the meridians. So Bai Yi dared to practice directly in front of Mo Yuan, a stranger he had only known for only an hour. I really don’t know if it was naive or for other reasons.

(End of this chapter)