Ning Tian didn't sleep late at night to find Mo Yuan. It was impossible that she wanted to seduce him with something.
Besides, you want to use this to test geniuses? Which genius can't stand such a test?
Ning Tian asked these questions because she wanted to spend more time with Mo Yuan and get to know each other better before entering Shrek Academy.
She knew that there was no shortage of beautiful girls with extraordinary talents in Shrek Academy, the highest institution of learning in the continent.
If she didn't spend more time with Mo Yuan, with Shrek Academy's unbridled efforts to win people over, it would be a mess if Mo Yuan was seduced away by other girls.
Go?
Mo Yuan's eyes darkened when he heard this. After he withdrew his gaze from the swaying feet beside him, he spoke calmly,
"My past was very ordinary. After my parents passed away and my martial spirit awakened, I left my hometown and helped people hunt soul beasts to earn money. Except for being injured sometimes, my life was not bad."
The fact is indeed as he said. He lived alone for six or seven years, wandering in the soul beast forest all day, honing his body with blades and blood.
Hearing this, Ning Tian looked at Mo Yuan with more admiration in her eyes. In this world where blood determines martial spirit and martial spirit determines everything, there are very few bottom-level geniuses who rise, and even fewer bottom-level geniuses who can reach Mo Yuan's step by themselves.
Even though she had never seen Mo Yuan's past, from those few words, she could already imagine the hardships along the way.
"Before I met you, I always thought that apart from the problem of martial spirit, I must be the fastest and most perfect person in the world among my generation, but after meeting you, I think I was wrong."
Ning Tian continued with a smile, "To be honest, after seeing your face, Mo Yuan, and learning some information about you, I thought that you must have saved the world in your previous life, otherwise how could you be so perfect."
Hearing Ning Tian's praise, Mo Yuan chuckled and replied, "Thank you Ning Tian for your praise. As for saving the world in your previous life, I don't think so. I should have been just an ordinary person in my previous life."
Ning Tian did not comment on Mo Yuan's statement that he was an ordinary person in his previous life. This matter was too mysterious and there was no need to discuss it.
After opening the conversation box, the two chatted in the moonlight, and the two long shadows behind them were getting closer and closer.
In the tent next to the campfire, Wu Feng, who was sleeping like a pig, was still smiling and holding Ning Tian's pillow, drooling.
Hehe... Ning Tian, don't run... Let me touch you again... Hehe.
It was late at night, and the fatigue accumulated from running around for a few days made Ning Tian more and more sleepy. Before he knew it, he almost fell asleep leaning on Mo Yuan's shoulder.
Ning Tian looked at the face that was very close to him with hazy eyes, and said in an erratic tone,
"Mo Yuan, although you have always acted very easy to get along with, I can still see that you are actually very lonely, right..."
At the end of this sentence, his voice was so low that it was inaudible. Only the sound of gentle breathing could be heard. Ning Tian just leaned on Mo Yuan's shoulder and fell asleep peacefully.
Lonely...
Mo Yuan murmured in his heart. When he heard the word "lonely", his heart, which had been calm before, suddenly had ripples.
Six or seven years of living alone made him accustomed to being alone. It seemed that his natural acting ability made his personality seem to be able to get along with anyone,
but Mo Yuan knew that he had always had an invisible but clear barrier with everyone on Douluo Continent.
Maybe it was because of the time traveler, or because of the dragon blood in his body, but no matter which one, Mo Yuan felt that he was out of touch with the world.
The highest goal in his heart was to become the Black King, and then elbow the Sea God Tang San. As for what happened after that, he didn't know, and he had never thought about it.
The sound of water was still clear and continuous in his ears. After a long time, Mo Yuan whispered a word,
"Blood sorrow..."
Blood sorrow is a term unique to the dragon race. It refers to the loneliness of mixed-bloods among ordinary people. In fact, it is not only mixed-bloods. Sometimes pure-blooded dragons also feel blood sorrow. Only when they get along with their own kind will the blood sorrow subside.
But in this world where he is the only mixed-blood, Mo Yuan's blood sorrow is particularly strong.
Looking at the blue blood vessels under the white skin, Mo Yuan seemed to see the dragon blood flowing inside, hot and poisonous dragon blood.
At this time, a light night breeze blew past, causing Ning Tian, who was sleeping on his shoulder, to subconsciously move closer to his arms.
Looking at that beautiful face, a strange color flashed in Mo Yuan's deep black pupils. For this first girl who noticed the loneliness in his heart, the ripples in his heart suddenly made him fall into the same contradiction as Teacher Xiami.
Should I use him without any emotion for my own goal, or should I accept it calmly according to my heart?
It's hard to choose.
After hesitating for a long time, Mo Yuan suddenly realized that all the hybrids, including the dragon race, are fucking mentally ill!
In the early morning, the dark sky turned dark blue, and a fish belly white gradually appeared in the distant east. A ray of sunlight penetrated the treetops and sprinkled on the misty forest. Under the effect of the "Dali Garden" effect, it was as beautiful as a fairyland.
In the tent, Wu Feng, who had slept all night with her pillow drooling, made a strange humming sound and slowly opened her eyes.
Hehe... My Ning Tian...
Wu Feng recalled everything in the dream, wiping the saliva left on her mouth with an unsatisfied mind. At the same time, she wanted to take advantage of Ning Tian's lack of consciousness to have a real kiss, but the empty side made her still confused mind clear instantly.
Thinking that this was the wild, not in the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect, and that there were only Ning Tian and Mo Yuan beside her, Wu Feng suddenly felt something was wrong.
Oh no! My cabbage!
Wu Feng took off and unzipped the tent, wanting to stop Ning Tian and Mo Yuan from being alone, but saw Ning Tian sitting cross-legged beside the campfire, meditating quietly.
Not far away, Mo Yuan held his long knife tightly in both hands, and the cold blade quickly drew arcs of light in the misty forest. Although there was no target in front of him and he was just hitting in the air, every knife seemed to be rushing to kill.
Absolute killing skills, full of poetry and murderous intent.
When Wu Feng saw this scene, she suddenly felt lonely. While she was still focusing on Ning Tian and thinking about how to stick to him, Mo Yuan was so hardworking and didn't waste any time to improve his strength.
The feeling of defeat made Wu Feng determined that she would also work hard in the future. Ning Tian, who was meditating quietly, slowly opened his eyes. Seeing this, Wu Feng immediately leaned over again.
You can become stronger at any time, but if Ning Tian is kidnapped, he can't come back...
(End of this chapter)
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