C9 (1/2)

Yun Qing saw that Xiao Su Su's expression was ambiguous, he lifted his hand and pushed him out, then looked at Xiao Su Su and Li Yun Shu arrogantly: ”I will naturally take revenge with my own hands, do you guys need to worry about me?”

Even though Li Yun Shu was a little jealous, he was still good-natured as he walked up to comfort his: ”Alright, let's go. We're going to be late soon.”

At the same time, Su Wan Qing walked for close to a quarter of an hour before she found the dorm. The school was too big, there were too many buildings, and although the styles were different, there was no one to guide the way for a dragon to walk alone for a long while.

The totem on the back of his hand flickered with a faint blue light, and the door that was originally closed suddenly opened. The wooden floor was smooth and exuded a delicate fragrance, and the two large beds were covered with floral bedsheets.

After walking a few steps, Su Wan Qing discovered that on top of the soft mat on the opposite side was a beautiful dragon. Its light blue wings lazily spread out on the tatami and its entire body emitted a cold and arrogant aura.

It did not look friendly at all. A cluster of white feathers on the top of its head stood up high. It tilted its head to look at the man and dragon who were putting down the luggage. It had a mocking expression on its face.

Did I see wrongly? Was he being looked down upon by a dragon?

The corner of Su Wan Qing's mouth twitched, ”What kind of dragon is this?”

”Mithril s eat Silver Ores for a living, they have extremely strong attack power. Usually, when living on the Sacred Spring Mountain in the depths of the Barrenlands, female Knights who fight in close combat usually have this kind of Mithril, because it's very beautiful.”

”Fatty Leung, now that you say it like that, I want one too.” Su Wan Qing's face could be said to be filled with envy, jealousy and hatred.

Fatty Leung revealed a mocking smile: ”Do you know how valuable secret money is? You can't even support yourself, how can you support it? ”

Hearing Fatty Long's words, Su Wan Qing nodded her head emotionally. Forget about supporting such an expensive dragon, even Fatty Long had to put in a lot of effort to do so.

That afternoon, Su Wan Qing did not see his mysterious roommate. Fatty Long had already disappeared without a trace after washing up, and when he saw the window open, he probably went out to look for something to eat.

In the middle of the night, the fat dragon sneaked back into the room and hid on the training mat to quickly fall asleep, smacking the side of its mouth with this layer of grease.

Su Wan Qing took a whiff of the fat dragon's smell, she was sleeping soundly, yawned, covered herself with the blanket and continued sleeping.

”Whoosh!”

Like a gust of wind, the wind outside the window whistled as it hit the window. The eyes that had been shut suddenly opened, and before the strange smell could approach him, he stood up and shot three arrows.

”Bang bang!”

Sparks were produced and the sound of them clashing illuminated the dark night. Su Wan Qing only saw a black shadow standing opposite him, with a cold Qi all over her body, she could not even see the person's face, and a big blade was already slashing towards him.

”Who are you?”

Without waiting for the heavy sword to slash at him, Su Wan Qing bellowed angrily, and with a turn of his body, he knocked the heavy sword out of the man's hands. Without waiting for the man to attack her again, she threw him onto the ground with a shoulder throw, and he dropped to his knees as he raised his fist and punched towards the man's face.

”Sssii!”

The blue Mithril that was originally lying quietly on the cushion opposite of Su Wan Qing suddenly soared into the sky, screaming as it flew towards Su Wan Qing. Before Su Wan Qing could even understand what was going on, the person underneath him had already broken free from his restraints, and like a bolt of lightning, disappeared from his sight.