The School Flower Dormitory Is Haunted, I Broke Into It Drunk And Was Watched

"It's a terrifying long sword. It's a pity that I, Mo Yun, don't like to kill in my life, so I can only be peaceful. Although you are powerful, you are not suitable for my carefree state of mind."

"In contrast, my money sword is upright and awe-inspiring. Although its spirituality has disappeared, its power is still not inferior to yours."

"Take it."

After speaking, he threw the long sword back.

Ju Xingling froze for a moment, and hurriedly reached out to catch it.

"what?"

"Girl, what is it? Call me brother."

"elder brother."

"Hey, this killing sword is for you."

Jupiter spirit didn't come back to his senses, blinked his big eyes twice, and the next second, he was so frightened that he almost didn't hold the sword.

"I don't know how to use a sword, let alone a killing sword. I usually don't dare to step on an ant or kill a ghost..."

Her voice was a little weaker: "I usually take a detour when I see wandering souls..."

Mo Yun turned around and pinched her cheeks twice with both hands.

"I asked why your realm is so low. It turns out that you have not gone through actual combat and only stayed in textbooks."

"When I was your age, I had completed many D-level and E-level tasks..."

"You are about to become a student majoring in kendo at Yenching University. How can you do without a sword? If you don't want this killing sword, you have to!"

Killing Sword:?

When has Lao Tzu been disliked by others? Daoist emperors must hold me in the palm of their hands as a treasure!

I don't even bother to communicate with Mu Chen, a Taoist king!

These two humans in front of them are really presumptuous!

It's fine for the new owner, after all, his strength is there. He said that he is not good at killing in his life, so I can only be forced to believe it.

But this Little Daoist actually dislikes me, hum! I'll make sure to let her know how good it is to have a good sword!

"Okay, whatever the big brother says is up to you, my sister will listen to everything from the big brother from today onwards, you have to seriously practice swords!"

"That's right!"

Both of them smiled.

Jupiter drew out the sword of killing and swung it slowly, while Mo Yun took out the prescription and studied it seriously under the light.

...

Two days later, the wine arrived.

Mo Yun's gleeful sip was all suffocated, and Jupiter's spirit has learned a lot from this amount of alcohol.

Afterwards, under the arrangement of the Sixth Elder, the two boarded the helicopter back to the base.

After getting off the helicopter, Mo Yun suddenly found that the base was eerily quiet, and the students and teachers were all gone.

Two staff members hurried up to explain to him.

It turned out that the end of June was the time for Yenching University's summer vacation. Every year at this time, students would go to the frontline battlefields for internships under the leadership of their teachers.

Going to the front line for an internship, naturally, you have to follow the fierce

Ghost fight.

The school wants to cultivate students' practical experience so that they can become pillars of the country after graduation.

I made a call to Long Bingbing.

"Mr. Mo, how is your cold?"

Listening to the joke, Mo Yun smiled and said: "It's all right, where are you now? How should I get there?"

"We are at the Shanhaiguan front line of the Great Wall formation, you can take a helicopter to..."

...

On a bus that drove out of the boundary of Yanjing.

A handsome boy and a beautiful girl were sitting in the back row. Biqu library

The boy obviously drank a lot of alcohol, his eyes were sleepy, and he slowly fell asleep as the bus swayed from side to side.

The young girl is very energetic, and this is the first time she has left the boundary of Yanjing.

When she found that Mo Yun was asleep, she leaned towards her slowly as the car swayed, and she felt a little joy in her heart.

"Hee hee, come here quickly, I can be your soft pillow."

In the next second, the Slaughter Sword exuded a scornful attitude.

Ju Xingling's face turned slightly red, and he hummed softly in his heart.

That day, when she swung the killing sword slowly, she suddenly had a subtle connection with the sword in her heart, as if the sword had recognized its owner for her.

Moreover, she found that the sword is very spiritual, and she can also communicate with her in a simple way, such as expressing emotions, anger, sorrow, and so on.

After that, I boarded the helicopter with Mo Yun. Due to the frontline regulations, no flying objects are allowed to approach, so the plane can only stop at a place more than 100 kilometers away from Shanhaiguan.

After landing, I went to the agreed place, but after waiting for a long time, I didn't see a special car to pick me up. Instead, a bus drove out of the station.

Many Taoist priests got into the car at this time. They were all going to the front line to do bounty missions. Some were scattered people, and some formed small groups.

Seeing that Mo Yun drank more and more and could not stand steadily, Ju Xingling decided not to wait any longer, and got on the bus with Mo Yun, and it took about four hours to get to the front line of Shanhaiguan.

Of course, he had already explained the situation to the Taoist disciple who had come to meet him, and told him to go back.

In the last row of the bus, there are five consecutive seats, and Jupiter Ling sits inside by the window.

Just as she was praying in her heart, when Mo Yun hurriedly leaned against her, the vehicle stopped, and two female Taoist priests with stern eyes came up.

The closer they got to Shanhaiguan, the more murderous the Taoist priests would be. After all, fighting with fierce ghosts on the front line all year round, it is easy to develop this murderous aura.

There are two female Taoists, one is very beautiful, and the other is a little ordinary.

There is still in front of the bus

position, but there were no two connected together, and the two went straight to the last row.

When they smelled the smell of alcohol, the two female priests looked towards Mo Yun, and after realizing that Mo Yun was in the early stage of Taoism, they narrowed their eyes slightly and sat down in the corner on the other side.

The vehicle continues to drive forward.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Ju Xingling was in a very happy mood.

After a while, she suddenly found a female Taoist who had been looking at her, and then poked her head out.

Although the woman Taoist looks ordinary, but she is very generous, she smiled and chatted with her.

It turned out that the two female priests went to the front line to kill ghosts to earn rewards. The one she was talking to was called Zhou Qiong, and the pretty one sitting inside was called Wang Zihan, with a somewhat cold personality.

Zhou Qiong saw that Mo Yun was in the early stage of Daoshuai, so he wanted to ask Ju Xingling if he wanted to form a team with them.

After hearing this, Ju Xingling naturally shook her head and refused. Of course, she didn't specify the reason.

Just at this moment, the bus stopped again, and a burly man came up.

The big man seemed to know the driver, and when he came up, he exchanged a few words with the driver, lit a cigarette proudly, and walked slowly towards the back of the carriage.

Everyone in the carriage frowned.

Someone wanted to remind him that Western cigarettes are prohibited in the carriage, but after realizing that he was in the mid-term realm of Daoshuai, he immediately shut his mouth.

The strongest in the car, except for Mo Yun, is also in the late stage of Taoism. In this era when human life is worthless, no one dares to touch this bad luck.

The big man kept grinning and looked around at the passengers as he walked. When he found out that it was a girl, he would always take another look.

Looking at the ferocious appearance of the big man, Ju Xingling had already huddled in Mo Yun's Taoist robe.

When the big man walked to the back row of the car, he immediately found Mo Yun and three girls.

Ju Xingling buried his head on Mo Yun's body. The big man couldn't see the specific face, so he just ignored it and looked at the two girls next to him.

Eyeballs glanced over Wang Zihan's face a few times, then he smiled and sat in the middle.

"Hoo~"

Breathing out a long puff of thick smoke, the big man only felt that he was a bunch of bullies and enjoyed this feeling of doing whatever he wanted.

Zhou Qiong covered her nose with a slightly angry expression, but she didn't dare to say anything.

Wang Zihan snorted softly.

Their realm is only the late stage of Daoist generals, and they came out this time to do a bounty mission. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

However, when they thought they could reach their destination safely after enduring this for a few hours.

The big man stubbed out his cigarette, and a faint voice came out.

"Ugly Taoist priest, come sit next to me, let's change seats."

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