Chapter 215: with translation of chapter title

215. Chapter 215: Yu Xiaogang: Please let me go

Zhu Zhuqing heard this, quickly turned her head, and discovered that it was Qianxunji pulling her hand.

A bold thought suddenly flashed in her mind: Could it be, could it be that Qianxunji wants to marry her, not as a joke? Not to toy with her?

Or is it really true?

Thinking this, Zhu Zhuqing fixed her beautiful big eyes on Qianxunji and anxiously asked:

"Do you really want to marry me?"

Qianxunji grasped Zhu Zhuqing's small hand, gently pulled her into his embrace, stroked her head, and his magnetic voice sounded:

"I, Qianxunji, once my word is out, even four horses cannot retract it; what I say certainly counts."

Zhu Zhuqing heard this, her spirit shaken, the gloom completely swept away; she lifted her head to look at Qianxunji, her beautiful big eyes full of hope as she asked:

"Really?"

"Of course it's true."

Qianxunji, while embracing Zhu Zhuqing, smiled and said:

Zhu Zhuqing heard this, turned her gaze to Qianxunji's eyes, and saw that his eyes did not seem feigned.

Instantly, her previously despondent face lit up with joy, her smile blooming like a flower as she said:

"Then you must not regret it; if you do regret it, I will have nothing to rely on for the rest of my life."

Zhu Zhuqing said this, then moved her body closer to Qianxunji, resting her head in the crook of his neck.

Seeing this, Qianxunji, with one hand gently patting Zhu Zhuqing's back and the other stroking her head, said:

"Rest assured, from now on I will be your support; I will block any difficulty for you."

"From now on?" Zhu Zhuqing murmured, having caught that word precisely, she asked curiously:

"Why 'from now on' and not now?"

"Hehe!" Qianxunji gave a hehe laugh and said:

"My principle is that I cherish my own woman; if she hasn't become my woman yet, I certainly won't cherish her."

"So, from now on I will be your support; with me here, you need not worry about any difficulty."

Ning Rongrong's heart was greatly moved; she tightly leaned against Qianxunji's chest, her face full of emotion as she said:

"Qian brother, then from now on I will be yours; you must definitely cherish me dearly."

Qianxunji smiled and said:

"Rest assured, from now on I will definitely cherish you dearly."

Next, Qianxunji looked toward the distance and said:

"Come on, I'll take you back to the Spirit Hall so you can see the wonders of my Mishi."

"Mishi?" Zhu Zhuqing murmured, a bad premonition rising in her heart.

But even with a bad premonition, now she can only follow Qianxunji down this dark path.

Qianxunji took Zhu Zhuqing's small hand, glanced at her curvaceous figure, then walked toward the outside of the academy.

Yu Xiaogang watched this plague of a person, Qianxunji, finally leave, and his heart instantly relaxed.

He feared that Qianxunji would beat him up again, so ever since Qianxunji arrived, he has kept a very low profile.

Even when standing, he no longer assumed his usual arrogant pose with hands behind his back, nose forward, eyes gazing at the sky; instead he hunched his waist, hands hanging in front.

But now, watching Qianxunji leave, Yu Xiaogang instantly straightened his back, placed his hands behind him, adopting an air of "who else but me?"

Even his face bore a confident, arrogant expression.

His gaze even more contemptuously flicked at Qianxunji's back, thinking inwardly, 'Just wait; when my good disciple Tang San becomes a god, that will be your day of death, Qianxunji.'

Qianxunji was walking while holding Zhu Zhuqing's small hand when his powerful spiritual sense suddenly detected a resentful gaze from behind fixed on him.

Thus his powerful spiritual sense instantly locked onto that gaze, and he slowly turned his head.

Yu Xiaogang saw Qianxunji's steps suddenly stop, then slowly turn his head, and a bad premonition suddenly rose in his heart.

Qianxunji turned his body around, his gaze falling on Yu Xiaogang.

Seeing Qianxunji's gaze upon him, Yu Xiaogang quickly put on a bright smile facing Qianxunji.

Seeing Qianxunji stop his steps and look at Yu Xiaogang, Zhu Zhuqing whispered:

"Qian brother, what's wrong?"

"That bastard Yu Xiaogang actually, just now while I turned and left, looked at me with resentment." Qianxunji explained, then slowly raised his large hand toward Yu Xiaogang.

In the next moment, Yu Xiaogang felt his body seized by an invisible force, which directly brought him before Qianxunji, and Qianxunji's large hand closed around his neck.

"Guh... guh..."

Yu Xiaogang felt excruciating pain in his neck, even unable to breathe, suffering so much that he emitted a hoarse "guh guh guh guh" sound.

Qianxunji's sharp eyes locked onto Yu Xiaogang, and his icy voice sounded:

"You damn bastard, how dare you look at me with resentment?"

Feeling the excruciating pain in his neck and Qianxunji's icy gaze, Yu Xiaogang's heart filled with terror as he struggled and begged for mercy:

"Your Holiness the Pope, I... I was wrong, please... please don't kill me."

"Crack... crack..."

Qianxunji tightened his grip on Yu Xiaogang's hand, gradually applying force, causing the other's neck to emit crackling sounds, and his faint voice sounded:

"Yu Xiaogang, we are old friends after all; what would I gain by killing you? That would be too lenient on you."

"Rest assured, I will keep you alive; I will beat you each time I see you, and when I've had my fun, that will be the end of your life."

"Ah... guh... guh..." Yu Xiaogang emitted those guh sounds in terror, his heart both joyful and sorrowful.

The joy was that Qianxunji would spare him today, not taking his life.

The sorrow was that Qianxunji said he would beat him each time they met, tormenting him each time.

Qianxunji grabbed Yu Xiaogang's neck with one hand, glanced at the opponent's short crew cut, and suddenly said:

"Yu Xiaogang, your crew cut is so short that keeping it is pointless; you might as well go bald."

Yu Xiaogang heard this, a bad premonition rose in his heart, and he hurriedly said:

"Don't… don't destroy my hair."

"Haha… haha…"

Qianxunji laughed twice, then slowly said:

"Sigh, I don't know why, the more you suffer, the happier I am."

"Since you're in so much pain, I'll grant you your wish."

As his words fell, Qianxunji snapped his fingers.

"Ah… ah… ah…"

The next moment, Yu Xiaogang's anguished screams rang out.

Only saw a ball of flame suddenly erupt on Yu Xiaogang's crew cut, directly setting his hair on fire.

The burning flames scorched the connected scalp, some parts already turned black, flesh blurred.

The flames atop Yu Xiaogang's head burned for a full half minute before stopping.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang's neck was still gripped by Qianxunji, his body violently convulsing, his face full of pain.

On his head, a patch of charred black, flesh blurred, but no blood flowed.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Yu Xiaogang in that state and softly said:

"Qian Brother, Yu Xiaogang is so miserable."

Qianxunji glanced at Zhu Zhuqing, seeing her face filled with fear and disgust, obviously frightened and repulsed by Yu Xiaogang's appearance.

Qianxunji patted Zhu Zhuqing's fragrant shoulder, comforting her:

"Since you find it disgusting, just don't look at him."

As his words fell, Qianxunji loosened the hand gripping Yu Xiaogang's neck and lightly kicked with his right foot.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Yu Xiaogang's body, like a cannonball, directly slammed into Tang San, who had just gotten up.

After the kick, Qianxunji didn't even bother to look, scooped Zhu Zhuqing up in a lazy embrace, and said:

"Come on, let me show you my secret chamber."

As his words fell, his body shot up into the sky, flying toward the distance. (End of chapter)