Chapter 17 Your face hit my hand

Chapter 17 Your face hit my hand

The spare tire is gone!

Ai Tutu’s spare tire is gone!

While the students of the Qing campus were still desperately searching for the shadow monster, the judges of the Inquisition rushed into the Pearl Academy.

Fu Tianming and Jia Wenqing were taken away just like that, and waiting for them were two brand new sewing machines.

Of course, it is also possible to go to the dissection table to see if there is something wrong with the brain or if the heart is evil.

If you have no problem with your brain and your heart is not evil, then why do you want to join the Black Cult T?

As for Mu Yuang?
Qin Xiao was not very clear, but he was probably arrested and tortured during the trial.

The night is like ink, full of stars.

Qin Xiao lay on the balcony, looking down at the beautiful night scene.

He called Tang Yue several times, but was reminded that Tang Yue was busy.

The members of the Inquisition seemed to have been working all night.

Those students who are still talking about the shadow monsters in the academy cannot see this war.

Ordinary people who are already sleeping peacefully cannot see this war either.

However, this doesn't mean it didn't happen.

"You're lying here like a dead man? Tell me what happened, or I'll..."

Ai Tutu suddenly jumped into Qin Xiao's sight.

What occupied Qin Xiao's sight was not her face, but the two rabbits crawling up and down.

"It's not complicated actually. I felt bored late at night so I went to the riverside to get some fresh air."

"I found Xu Zhaoting being beaten up by the Black Cult T's men. I stepped in to save him out of a sense of righteousness."

"You should all know what happened next."

Qin Xiao said with a smile on his face.

"Great, you are so lucky."

There was a hint of envy in Ai Tutu's tone, and he seemed to want to experience Qin Xiao's experience.

"Haha, forget about this kind of luck. If you don't have some strength, you won't even know how you died."

Qin Xiao said speechlessly.

Xu Zhaoting's luck was also good, as he directly ran into Gray One, the Black Church T.

The results of it?
How miserable it can be!

"Oh, and here's the most important question. If you answer this question, I promise not to bother you anymore!"

Ai Tutu asked seriously.

"go ahead."

Qin Xiao said.

"You are obviously just a beginner magician, how did you kill so many black beasts?"

Ai Tutu asked in great confusion.

When Ai Tutu asked Qin Xiao, Mu Nujiao, who was sitting on the sofa, turned around and stared at Qin Xiao.

Obviously, Mu Nujiao was also very interested in this issue.

"My fists are hard. My fists are harder than most people's."

"One punch and they're gone."

Qin Xiao said very calmly.

"Blow it, just blow it as much as you want."

Ai Tutu sneered and retorted: "If fists are useful, then what is the use of magicians?"

"I definitely won't blow it, do you want to blow it for me?"

Qin Xiao raised his eyebrows and said with a playful look.

"You damn pervert!"

Ai Tutu didn't understand what Qin Xiao was talking about at first, but after thinking for a moment he finally figured it out.

After saying this, he ran away angrily.

Time flies, and half a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

Imperial Capital Academy. "Mr. Zhou, if you have nothing else to do, can you please not follow me?"

Mu Ningxue, dressed in red with flying silver hair, turned around and looked at the man not far away, her expression becoming slightly impatient.

The man's name is Zhou Youhong.

He is backed by the Zhou family, which has some influence in the imperial capital.

"Ning Xue, I've asked my father to propose to your father. We'll be husband and wife soon. There's no need to be so distant."

Zhou Youhong had long coveted Mu Ningxue's beauty and figure.

"First of all, my father didn't agree. Secondly, I don't know you well, so you should just call me by my name!"

Mu Ningxue's voice was cold, without any emotion at all.

Zhou Youhong frowned, but still said gently: "This is a matter of time."

Zhou Youhong was extremely thick-skinned. Even though Mu Ningxue refused, he still persisted.

"Whether it's sooner or later, I suggest you wait until the dust settles before talking about these things."

Mu Ningxue continued to walk forward, and Zhou Youhong caught up.

"I know very well that you are living under someone else's roof in the Mu family, just like outsiders."

"But once we get married, everything will be different."

Zhou Youhong said confidently.

"Mr. Zhou!"

Mu Ningxue stopped and looked at Zhou Youhong coldly.

Such a look made Zhou Youhong tremble all over, as if all his little secrets had been discovered by Mu Ningxue.

However, Zhou Youhong still said stubbornly: "Don't you want to test your father? Isn't it tiring for him to support the crumbling Mu family alone?"

Mu Ningxue frowned and was about to say something when a voice that she was somewhat familiar with sounded.

"I didn't know why I felt a chill when I went out today. It turned out that there was a toad, and it was a human-shaped toad."

Zhou Youhong immediately turned around and looked behind him.

He saw a young man with simple clothes and no more than 1000 yuan worth of money on him walking towards him slowly.

"I thought he was some guy, but it turned out to be a stinky beggar from a remote village."

As Zhou Youhong spoke, he looked at Qin Xiao sarcastically.

Qin Xiao was too lazy to pay attention to Zhou Youhong. He glanced at Mu Ningxue who was standing not far away and said, "Xuexue, is this Mr. Zhou your guest?"

"I do not know him."

Mu Ningxue said indifferently.

"Oh."

Qin Xiao nodded, turned his head and looked at Zhou Youhong, and said with a smile: "As the saying goes, one hand can't clap, do you know under what circumstances, one hand can clap loudly?"

"Poor bastard, get away from me!"

Zhou Youhong's outfit is much more classy than Qin Xiao's, with jade, pendants, and rings.

I don’t know whether it is a rare ornament or a valuable magic weapon.

Snapped!
Qin Xiao came up and slapped Zhou Youhong in the face without saying a word.

"How dare you hit me?"

Zhou Youhong covered his red and swollen cheek and looked at Qin Xiao with anger.

"Hit you? You're wrong. It was your face that hit my hand!"

Qin Xiao approached Zhou Youhong in an instant, grabbed him by the collar, and slapped him on the right cheek.

Snapped!
Another clear and pleasant voice was heard, and a glaring mark appeared on the other side of Zhou Youhong's face.

"You are looking for death!"

The burning pain on both sides of his face drove Zhou Youhong completely crazy, and he was about to take action in anger.

However, Qin Xiao would never allow him to move.

clap clap clap!
Qin Xiao slapped Zhou Youhong three or four times with both hands.

"Now you know why a slap can make a loud noise?"

Qin Xiao let Zhou Youhong go and waved his hands casually, looking nonchalant.

(End of this chapter)