Really? I'm fighting the Dark Emperor.

Chapter 278 The Habits of Vampires

"You figured out my identity so quickly? That's unbelievable."

There was nothing unbelievable about what she said.

He was quite familiar with the feeling of being unable to move his body or speak.

Wooden Man Fan.

But he clearly remembered that she wasn't holding anything in her hand.

Moreover, given the distance between them and the short time available, there wasn't enough time to first dodge Wuxin's attack and then take out the wooden doll powder and throw it at him.

The dormitory lights came on after a snap of fingers. The person walked up to him, closed the window, and drew the curtains.

Miya Xing silently prayed that the person downstairs would notice something was wrong and come up after he had been gone for so long.

"What are you thinking about?" Unlike Miya Xing, Rui Bu Si was in a good mood.

"What's making you unable to move? Hmm, something all the students at Moe Academy are familiar with: Wooden Man Powder."

He already guessed that, didn't he?

"It seems my answer wasn't necessary; you've already figured it out."

Eh?

Seriously? Is what he's thinking really that obvious?

Want to unravel the mystery of the wooden dummy?

miss you!

"I can untie it for you, but don't make any noise afterward~"

A well-intentioned reminder.

If it weren't for the existence of the 123 Wooden Man fans, Mi Yaxing would have nodded several times over.

Of course, all he heard of that damned kindness was a blatant threat.

The feeling of being restrained suddenly lightened.

Is it solved?

In such a situation, you certainly can't stand still; you have to make a quick decision to create distance.

Weird.

He had no room to escape.

There was a window in front of her, and a long distance from the dormitory door, but it was obviously not a long distance from her.

Any rash action will only result in being stuck in the same place again.

He stretched his stiff body, unsure of what the person was trying to do by staring at him.

This was the first time he had ever seen the "legendary" Lord of the Wasteland.

Having managed to infiltrate the Moe Academy for so long without being discovered, Mi Yaxing dared not underestimate her.

Hmm... Ignoring her background, she does seem like a very easy person to get along with.

I really want to ask out of curiosity how close they were, that his classmates, unaware of his amnesia, attributed his strange behavior to the shock of her betrayal.

But since she was very likely, no, definitely, the culprit behind his amnesia, he didn't ask her rashly.

“It looks like you just threw something down,” she said, sitting on the edge of the bed, propping her head up to look at him, “my things.”

"Is that so?" I was just wondering why such an obvious action hadn't been noticed.

After all, that strange book was not small at all, and the sound of it falling was also quite loud.

Even Teacher Qian Jin could hear it clearly.

However, his teammates downstairs, who have remained quiet and haven't shown up at all, seem not to have heard anything.

"I don't know why that book suddenly appeared in my hand. I was startled by you just now and accidentally dropped it. Do you want me to go pick it up for you now?"

As he spoke, he made a move to walk towards the door, but before he could take two steps, something grabbed him around the waist and pulled him back.

I almost fell.

What was that thing just now?

Poison Ivy?

Seems to be.

"Isn't there a shorter way to retrieve it?"

Closer? The window.

"This is the second floor."

"Yeah, you won't die from the fall."

"If you break your arms or legs, it's not convenient to pick them up, is it?"

"Huh? Weren't you just about to jump off there? I thought you were going to climb out the window."

That was an emergency.

Given the current situation, he still prioritizes safety.

"I forgot about it by accident just now, but now I suddenly remember I don't know how."

"It's ok."

Hey, hey, hey, speak properly. What are you doing coming over here all of a sudden?

"I'll take you there."

"No need, I know the way."

Her school uniform jacket was grabbed, the curtains that had just been closed were pulled open again, and then the window was kicked open. Miya Xing glanced at the height from afar.

Is it really necessary to jump because it's so dangerous?

"Let's go upstairs... Hey, hey, hey..."

He experienced the freedom of facing the wind.

"Are you afraid of heights?"

"No."

It feels so good to be grounded.

"Then why are you hugging me so tightly?"

He suddenly let go and took two steps back, almost falling over when he touched the edge of the book. He was pulled back and almost fell into someone's arms.

Thank goodness we've managed to stay stable.

"You want that book?"

"I?"

Ask him?

If he says he wants it, will she give it to him?

"You can have it if you want."

"Really?"

"Of course, I'm not lying to you."

Miya Xing had a feeling that she had lied to him quite a bit.

The distance closed once again, and the lingering shock made him think of the feeling of "flying".

It didn't fly this time.

But compared to this scene, flying it again wouldn't be out of the question.

Rui Bu Si closely observed the unease and speculation on his face, expressions rarely seen on Mi Ya Xing's face "now": "If you take my things, you have to pay something in return."

He felt that the statement was somewhat inexplicable and inexplicably dangerous.

Maybe he should just give up.

Before he could utter a word of refusal, the book had already been picked up and shoved into his hands.

Should I really give it to him?

"Come closer."

near?

Isn't that close enough?

"You have to do... hiss."

Another temperature almost enveloped him, and the stinging on his neck reminded him of the teeth marks on the totem.

No, isn't she from the Dark Clan? Why does she have vampire habits?