Mortal Epic of Douluo

After waking up in the morning, I heard my sister Shui Yue'er say that there were guests in the college today, which was a bit strange. Although it is March now, the Beiyuan Province had just experienced a new snowstorm that swept across the entire territory half a month ago.

Will there be visitors at this time?

Not long after, another senior came over and said it was a guest who wanted to see her. Shui Bing'er was immediately confused.

"Senior, do you know where this guest is? What are you here for?" Shui Bing'er asked her senior on the way to the main teaching building.

"I heard they came from the Kingdom of Haagen-Dazs. I don't know what they are here for. I just know they want to see you."

Shui Bing'er curled her lips: "See me? What can I do to see you?"

Shui Yue'er on the side laughed and said, "Maybe I'm here to propose marriage to you!"

"Go, go, go, there's no ivory coming out of the dog's mouth!"

Shui Bing'er was about to fight, but Shui Yue'er ducked out of the way as nimbly as a loach, still speaking unforgivingly: "What's wrong? Did I say something wrong? When we visited the Balak Kingdom Academy before, wasn't that prince...

Have you fallen in love with you? He even threatened to ask you to be his crown prince! Maybe today’s guest is the prince of Haagen-Dazs, coming to compete with Prince Barak for your heart~"

The senior students on the side also cheered: "She is indeed the pearl of our Tianshui College, Shui Bing'er, she is indeed popular!"

"This, what is this..."

After some teasing, even Shui Bing'er's cold temperament couldn't stand it anymore, so she had to cover her ears and stop listening to these words that disturbed her mind.

It's a bit outrageous to propose marriage, but since I was a child, I have confessed to not only eight hundred but also a thousand boys.

Passing by a wall with a floor-to-ceiling mirror, Shui Binger stopped and looked at herself carefully.

The delicate face is dotted with exquisite facial features, with picturesque eyebrows, cherry lips like jade, sky-blue eyes like two bright sapphires inlaid on it, and aqua-blue shoulder-length hair flowing freely in the wind, like silk

So smooth.

Shui Yue'er took Shui Bing'er's arm, rubbed her shoulder, and praised: "Wow, sister is so beautiful. If I were a boy, I would chase her with all my life!"

Shui Bing'er ignored her coquettish sister. She raised her hand and gently caressed her left breast, feeling the beating heart under the flower bag. In fact, she had also fantasized about things between men and women.

More than five months have passed since her twelfth birthday. As a soul master, her development is faster than that of normal people. At the age of twelve, she looks like a twenty-eight-year-old woman, already in her prime.

If there was a proposal for marriage, it would be impossible for her to agree. Not to mention that she was only twelve years old, even if she was sixteen or eighteen, she would refuse without hesitation.

She is Shui Bing'er, a once-in-a-hundred-year genius from Tianshui College, a spoiled child from Beiyuan Province, and the daughter of Yato Harun. She once imagined that she would share hardships and joys with a boy in the future, witnessing the wind and snow.

Love and stay with each other from below, instead of marrying nobles who have higher aspirations than those above.

With her status in Tianshui and the principal's love and care for her, as long as she doesn't agree to it herself, even a member of the royal family cannot force her.

But since the guest wanted to see her by name, she couldn't be rude. Even if the guest had really bad intentions, as a member of Tianshui Academy, she couldn't lose her etiquette.

When she arrived outside the living room, she raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door, then pushed the door open and asked, "Director, I heard that a guest is looking for me? I don't know where the guest is from?"

Shui Bing'er took a quick glance after entering the door. After seeing the guest's face, Shui Bing'er felt instantly relaxed.

There are three boys and one girl. At first glance, except for the red-haired boy who is about the same age as himself, the other two boys and one girl are all younger than him. If his suitor really comes to visit Tianshui Academy, there is no way there will be no elders.

accompanying.

The director waved to Shui Bing'er and introduced: "You're here just in time, Bing'er. These four children are from Haagen-Dazs Intermediate Soul Master Academy. Let's get to know each other?"

Shui Bing'er smiled obediently and said, "Hello, my name is Shui Bing'er. Nice to meet you."

"This is Oscar, a disciple of Master Ennid. He is not yet ten years old and is a twenty-third level great soul master." The director introduced Oscar to Shui Bing'er.

Shui Bing'er was shocked when she learned Oscar's age and level, because this boy's talent seemed to be better than hers!

"Not yet ten years old" generally means that there are at least two or three months left before he is ten years old. By rough calculation, he may reach level 24 by the time he turns ten.

And what about her? When she was ten years old, her soul power was... level 22.

At this time, Oscar spoke: "Hello, I'm Oscar, nice to meet... um, meet you."

"Hello, I'm Shui Bing'er."

"I know, hehe."

"You know?" Shui Bing'er suddenly felt that he was not really her suitor, right? But she didn't care about it now, "You practice so fast? You must have a top-notch martial spirit, right? I can look at you

Martial spirit?"

Oscar scratched his head, wondering why the script wasn't quite right, but since they asked, he couldn't help but answer.

"My martial spirit is nothing to look at. It's not a top martial spirit, it's just an ordinary sausage." As he said, Oscar summoned his sausage martial spirit again, and then added: "It just happened to awaken.

I am born with full soul power, so my luck is not bad."

"Alright... not bad?" The corners of Shui Bing'er's mouth suddenly twitched, her fists clenched involuntarily, and she had the urge to beat her.

"I am really envious of Master Ennide for receiving such a talented disciple." On the other side, the dean said with a smile, "Bing'er, you will take them to visit our Tianshui College today. Wait until

At noon, take them to the third floor of the cafeteria and let me serve as the host to show my kindness as a landlord."

Shui Bing'er said "yes" and led the four Oscars out of the living room, preparing to show them various attractions in Tianshui College. She was a little reserved at first, but later her younger sister Shui Yue'er also joined in, lively and talkative.

Shui Yue'er immediately livened up the atmosphere.

After the lively Shui Yue'er joined the team, she looked here and there, then stared at Oscar's face without moving, "Huh? Have I seen you somewhere?"

When Shui Bing'er saw this, she thought her sister's nymphomaniac had relapsed. She quickly pulled Shui Yue'er to her side and warned in a low voice: "Don't make up a story just to strike up a conversation. How cliche is that?"

"Oh, I have really seen him!" Shui Yue'er slapped Shui Bing'er's hand away, tilted her head and thought for a while, then suddenly clapped her hands and shouted: "Oh, oh, oh, white hair, peach blossom eyes, you are that, that and so on.

No matter what the place...I must have seen you anyway!"

"Yes, we did meet."

To Shui Bing'er's surprise, it was not Oscar who spoke, but a black-haired boy who was about the same age as him and not as good-looking as him.

He walked over in his direction, took out a cloth bag from his arms, opened it carefully, revealed a plain white handkerchief, and handed it to himself.

"You gave this to me when we first met. Now I want to give it back to you. Do you... still remember me?"

When Shui Bing'er heard this, her first thought was: In what age is there still someone using such an old routine?

Although this boy is not handsome, he is pretty good-looking. Although I don’t know what his strength is, since he is Oscar’s companion, he must not be much worse.

But the strange thing is that this method of flirting with girls, which seems very old-fashioned to Shui Bing'er, does not appear artificial to this boy. On the contrary, Shui Bing'er really reads a trace of sincerity in his eyes.

, maybe he is not making up a story?

But...she really couldn't remember where she had seen him, so she considered her tone and answered slowly:

"Um...I really don't remember, who are you?" After saying that, she saw the boy's face change and became a little sad, and added: "You will feel better if I apologize.

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