Gourd of Douluo

With Nidia's help, Wang Xiaofeng and Ma Hongjun returned to the dormitory smoothly.

Dormitory door…

Ma Hongjun was very discerning and ran away, leaving only Wang Xiaofeng and Nidia.

"We've arrived at our place of stay. It's getting late. You should go back quickly, otherwise it will be bad if you miss dinner."

The competing academies of the Star Luo Empire were arranged to rest on the easternmost side of Wuhun City, while Wang Xiaofeng and the others lived on the westernmost side.

The distance between the two spans the entire Wuhun City. Wang Xiaofeng's words seem to make sense.

Nitya stamped her feet angrily: "Hey, we haven't seen each other for so long, so you just kicked me out. Don't you have nothing to say to me?"

"What did you say?" Wang Xiaofeng thought for a moment, then nodded in realization: "Oh, this is what you are talking about."

Wang Xiaofeng took out a small box from the soul guide: "Your letter said that the ginseng doll's ginseng slices are useful for your monthly geranium..."

"Idiot, how can you say such obscene things in public." Nidia quickly covered Wang Xiaofeng's mouth.

The distance between the two people suddenly shortened to the minimum, and breathing could be heard.

Nitya's breathing was a little rapid: "I'm such an idiot to have expectations of you."

The cold lips kept enlarging in his sight. Wang Xiaofeng subconsciously covered his chest with both hands to protect himself.

There was a slight chill on his face, and in the blink of an eye, Nitya's figure had already flashed five meters away.

At the same time, the box in his hand also disappeared.

"Don't get me wrong. According to the etiquette of the Star Luo Empire, friends who haven't seen each other for a long time kiss each other on the cheek."

By the time the last word reached Wang Xiaofeng's ears, Nidia's figure had long since disappeared at the end of the road.

"The world is really big, and there are all kinds of weird etiquette." Wang Xiaofeng wiped the saliva on his face: "Why are you running so fast, without even saying goodbye?"

But since he is a participating student of Xingluo, he should be able to meet him tomorrow.

As soon as Wang Xiaofeng turned his head, he saw thirteen big round heads hiding against the wall and peeping.

Flanders stood up straight as if nothing had happened: "Take a walk after dinner, live to be nine hundred and nine, Lao Zhao, are you feeling better from the cramp in your foot?"

By moving his legs, Zao Wuji actually made an excuse to leave: "Hey, if you say that, my legs will stop twitching."

"Really? Then keep walking?"

"Walk, walk!"

The two sang together and quickly escaped from the place of right and wrong.

Dai Mubai's eyes lit up: "Ahem, Zhuqing, didn't you fall in love with a necklace before?"

Seeing Dai Mubai's exaggerated performance, Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him and reluctantly responded: "...Hmm."

Grabbing Zhu Zhuqing's slender hand, Dai Mubai said, "Then what are you waiting for? It's better to act than to move your heart. Let's go buy it quickly."

"Ah, I suddenly remembered that the clothes hanging on the balcony have not been confiscated..."

Everyone left with lame excuses, and the crowded door suddenly became empty.

Only Ma Hongjun, whose fat face wrinkled up from deep thought, was left.

Wang Xiaofeng said with a smile: "Fat man, do you know how pigs die?"

Ma Hongjun was completely unaware of the seriousness of the problem and asked blankly: "How did he die?"

"Stupid!"

"...Ah, ah!"

After this day, an urban legend called "The Cryer" began to spread inexplicably among the fifteen colleges.

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