Douluo: Peerless Blood Angel

Chapter 51
Of course, when a person shouted in front of him that he wanted to kill himself, and the killing intent was still very real, it was impossible for Qianjie to do nothing.

He threw out the Xinhua Dictionary again.

Although it wouldn't be a real kill, but a beating is still okay - after all, if you really want to kill, it's an excuse for others;

Although theoretically it was my fault, but I had to finish the fight—it was impossible to stand and kill her, right?
To be reasonable, there is no reason to speak at this time.

Before Wang Dong could implement any sure-fire plan, the book with a similar metal cover had already been pulled up, but this time Wang Dong blocked the book, even though his hand had already been bumped with a large bloodstain.

She didn't even have time, and probably didn't want to hide anything, the martial soul was already possessed;
She also didn't care about thinking about whether the beating would last a thousand kalpas, or about the result of being beaten badly in the morning.

——It can be seen that she is really angry and wants to kill Qianjie.

then……

It's useless, Qian Jie withdrew his martial soul, and directly punched.

"I want……"

"I'm XXX!"

Qian Jie punched Wang Dong's face, successfully blocked her next words, and contributed the unique Shui Lanxing swear words.

"You..." "You XXX!"

Another punch.

"I won't..." "I won't XXX!"

This time it was replaced by a knee bump, and Wang Dong bent down like a prawn and lay on the ground.

She raised her face full of tears, she finally realized that she couldn't beat Qianjie, and she couldn't scold Qianjie either.

"My eldest father and second father must..."

"Your big daddy and second daddy XXX!" Qian Jie stepped on it without emotion.

"The man bleeds and doesn't shed tears, who will you show your cat piss to?!" It was another punch, but this time Qian Jie bent down.

"I'm a woman!" Wang Dong on the ground began to struggle violently, "Are you blind!"

"This is the boys' dormitory!" Another punch.

"I'm a girl!" "This is a dormitory for boys!"...

Like a repeater, the two repeated these two sentences back and forth, accompanied by the sound of punching the flesh.

"This is the boys' dormitory!" Finally, the accompaniment stopped after the words were spoken.

Wang Dong was stunned, because she said this sentence.

"Very good, if you realize that this is a boys' dormitory, it proves that you are not too stupid to be hopeless." Qian Jie patted Wang Dong's cheek.

The air was suddenly quiet.

"I'm going to kill..." The next second, Wang Dong's voice sounded again.

This time there is no Wang Dong. I can't understand, but I can roughly guess that the words are not good. There are only fists, fists slashing left and right.

"I……"

Angry roars and fist sounds resounded in the dormitory again, until at a certain moment, Wang Dong suddenly stopped, no longer struggling, not even a sign of moving.

Except for her trembling and heaving chest, which proved that she was still alive, there was no movement at all.

She wasn't in a coma either, her eyes were still open, and although she didn't feel much difference from being open under the face-shattering punch of friendship, she could still see that pink blue through the swollen gap.

At this time, the faintly visible pink blue is full of fear, reflecting the golden eyes of Qiankalpa.

Qian Jie always squints his eyes, he rarely opens them, even when he wears glasses.

Because those golden pupils are more uncomfortable than a fox venomous snake who keeps laughing. There is a problem with the color, and gold always gives people a sense of superiority; there are also other reasons, such as emotions, which are hidden deep. Probably to describe it is a kind of indifference, a kind of arrogance.

——The above speech comes from Ye Xishui, the supreme leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, so Qianjie is only a candidate for the Holy Son.

Now the eyes opened again.

There is no particularly complicated emotion, just one emotion—killing intent.

Compared with this murderous intent, which was almost substantive, Wang Dong's own killing intent just now was like a dispute between children.

But it seems that this killing intent is not directed at her, or not only directed at her.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..." As it should be, she cried.

The pleasant voice began to become trembling and tight, and finally connected into a line of indistinct panic.

Because she really has never experienced these things. In her memory, let alone someone who dared to show her killing intent, no one even slapped her in the face.

The fist suddenly stopped.

"Sorry." Qian Jie closed his eyes, took out his glasses and put them on again.

Wang Dong on the ground did not respond.

Qian Jie didn't say anything else, just pulled up the quilt next to him and covered Wang Dong's body, not caring whether the water stains on the ground would wet the quilt.

Immediately after the second soul ring of Qiankalpa lit up, a handsome-sounding soul curse sounded, and waves of warm soul power enveloped Wang Dong.

Then Qian Jie walked out of the dormitory.

Wang Dong inside was probably still lying down, while Qian Jie was guarding in front of the dormitory door with his arms crossed.

"You are a little impulsive." The old voice in my mind sounded again.

"I can't help being impulsive." Qian Jie's voice was indifferent.

"Hey, can you tell me why?"

"The general description is that my ancestors had a grudge against her father, a very, very big grudge."

"Well, enemy, there's nothing you can do. It seems that you can't kill her for the time being. How about the old man teach you a few methods? So that you can control or destroy her?"

Electrolux's voice was also calm.

"Old Yi, if you are sure that these methods will never be noticed by anyone, I will use them." Qianjie raised his head and looked at the sky covered in black gauze.

"This old man has no way to guarantee it. There will always be traces left when doing things. If you want to really leave no traces, you must not do it."

"So, these methods are not considered for the time being. To put it bluntly, she is just a 'tool', or is she not a complete person?" Qian Jie turned his eyes back to the dormitory door, and there was movement inside, probably because Wang Dong had Came back from the sluggishness.

“How come you see?”

"If you are old, don't pretend, don't tell the younger generation that you can't see that she is disabled?"

The natural disaster of the undead can't see through the soul state of a great soul master, that's a joke, and the sleeping situation in the early stage of the original book is another story.

"I really don't see it, the old man doesn't remember well now, but he just thinks there is something wrong with her soul." Electrolux retorted, "Of course, the old man doesn't recommend you to do that, after all, this girl seems to have a good impression of you. "

"Old Yi, do you believe in love at first sight?" Qian Jie just stared at the door of the dormitory, his eyes dim.

"The old man once believed it, then he didn't believe it, and finally he believed it again."

"I didn't refute what you meant, Mr. Yi. It's just that love at first sight is another way of saying it is love at first sight. If it's not love at first sight, you have to think about why. Someone once said that the price of the gift of a hit is already marked in secret.

"Her status is not low."

This was one of the reasons why Qian Jie couldn't help beating Wang Dong.

He looked up at the sky again, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

——You can’t train the child of luck to be a dog, so you started to train me, who has a close relationship with the child of luck, right?
Even if he has shown extreme hatred for some people, even if he has shown that he knows what happened ten thousand years ago.

Some people still think of the way of dog training.

After all, as long as there is love, things like hatred, persistence, and morality are not worth mentioning.

(End of this chapter)