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Chapter 50 Dog Training

Of course, when a person shouts in front of him that he wants to kill him, and the killing intention is still very real, it is impossible for Qianjie to do nothing.

He threw out the Xinhua Dictionary again.

Although it is not necessary to actually kill him, it is still okay to give him a beating - after all, if he really wants to kill him, it will give him an excuse;

Although it was technically his fault, he still had to finish the fight - he couldn't kill her while standing, right?

To be reasonable, there is no reason to talk at this time.

Before Wang Dong could carry out any fatal plan, the book with a metal-like cover had already been pulled up, but this time Wang Dong blocked the book, even though his hand had been hit by the corner and had a large blood stain.

Before she even had time, and probably didn't want to hide anything, the martial spirit had already possessed her;

She didn't care to think about whether she could survive a thousand tribulations or the consequences of being beaten badly in the morning.

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

Then……

It was useless, Qianjie took back his martial spirit and directly used his fists.

"I want……"

"I XXX!"

Qianjie punched Wang Dong in the face, successfully silencing her next words and adding the unique Aquablue Star swear words.

"You..." "You XXX!"

Another punch.

"I can't..." "I can't XXX!"

This time it was a knee strike. Wang Dong bent down like a prawn and lay on the ground.

She raised her face full of tears, and she finally realized that she couldn't defeat Qianjie, nor could she scold Qianjie.

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

"Your eldest father, your second father XXX!" Qianjie stepped forward without any emotion.

"If a man bleeds and doesn't shed tears, who will show your cat urine?!" Another punch, but this time Qianjie 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 the boys' dormitory!"...

Like a repeater, the two of them repeated these two sentences back and forth, accompanied by the sound of punch after punch hitting the flesh.

"This is the boys' dormitory!" After finally speaking, the accompaniment stopped.

Wang Dong was stunned because it was she who said this.

"Very good. The fact that you realize this is a boys' dormitory proves that you are not hopelessly stupid." Qianjie patted Wang Dong's cheek.

The air suddenly became quiet.

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

This time there was no Wang Dong, so he couldn't understand it, but he could roughly guess that the words were not good words. There were only fists, fists that were arched from left to right.

"I……"

Angry roars and fist sounds resounded in the dormitory again, until at a certain moment, Wang Dong suddenly stopped talking, stopped struggling, and even showed no sign of moving.

Except for the trembling chest that was still rising and falling, proving that she was still alive, there was no movement at all.

She was not unconscious, and her eyes were still open. Although it didn't feel much different after the Friendship Breaking Fist, but through the swollen gap, you could still see the trace of pink-blue.

At this time, the faintly visible pink-blue was full of fear, reflecting Qianjie's golden eyes.

Qianjie always squints his eyes and rarely opens them, even if he wears glasses.

Because compared to a fox and snake that keeps smiling, those golden pupils are more disturbing. There is a color problem. Gold always gives people a feeling of superiority. There are also other reasons, such as emotions, which are deeply hidden.

To describe it roughly, it is a kind of indifference and 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 are open again.

There is no particularly complicated emotion, just one emotion - murderous intention.

Compared with the almost substantial murderous intention, Wang Dong's own murderous intention just now was like a quarrel between children.

But it seemed that this murderous intention was not directed at her, or rather it was not directed at her.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me, don't kill me..." Of course, she cried.

The sweet voice began to become trembling and dense, and finally connected into a line of vague panic.

Because she has never experienced these things, in her memory, let alone anyone who dared to show murderous intent towards her, there was no one who even hit her in the face.

The fist suddenly stopped.

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

Wang Dong on the ground did not respond.

Qianjie said nothing, just pulled up the quilt next to him and covered Wang Dong, not caring whether the water on the ground would wet the quilt.

Immediately after Qianjie's second soul ring lit up, a cool-sounding soul curse sounded, and waves of warm soul power enveloped Wang Dong.

Then Qianjie walked out of the dormitory.

Wang Dong inside was probably still lying down, while Qianjie was standing guard in front of the dormitory door with his arms folded.

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

"I can't help but be impulsive." Qianjie's voice was cold.

"Hey, can you tell me why?"

"A rough description is that my ancestor had a grudge against her father, a very big grudge."

"Well, my enemy, there is nothing we can do. It seems that you can't kill her for the time being. How about I teach you a few methods so that you can control or destroy her?"

Electrolux's voice was also calm.

"I will use these methods if you are sure, Yi Lao, that no one will notice the problem." Qianjie raised his head and looked at the sky covered in black gauze.

"I can't guarantee it. Things you do will always leave traces. If you want to truly leave no traces, you have to stop doing it."

"So, these methods will not be considered for the time being. To be honest, she is just a 'tool', or is she not a complete person?" Qianjie's eyes moved back to the dormitory door. There was movement inside, probably Wang Dong had already

I came back from my sluggish state.

"How can I see it?"

"Stop pretending, sir, and don't tell this junior that you can't see that she is disabled?"

The natural disaster of the undead cannot see through the soul state of a great soul master, which is a joke. The situation of sleeping in the early stage of the original work is another matter.

"I really don't see it. I don't have complete memory now. I just think there is something wrong with her soul." Electrolux retorted, "Of course, I don't actually recommend you do that. After all, this girl seems to have a good impression of you.

"

"Yilao, do you believe in love at first sight?" Qianjie just stared at the dormitory door with a faint look.

"I once believed it, then I stopped believing it, and finally I believed it again."

"I don't mean to refute you, Yi Lao. It's just that love at first sight is another term called lust. If it's not lust, you have to think about why. Someone once said that the price of the gift of fate has already been secretly marked.

"Her status is not low."

This was one of the reasons why Qianjie couldn't help but beat Wang Dong.

He looked up at the sky again, with a hint of ridicule on his lips.

——You can’t train the Son of Destiny into a dog, so why don’t you start training me, a person who has a close relationship with the Son of Destiny?

Even if he has shown his extreme hatred for certain people, even if he has shown that he knows what happened thousands of years ago.

Some people still think of dog training.
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