My Sign-in Life in Douluo Dalu

Just as Tang San was about to say something, a black shadow suddenly lunged from the jungle. It launched a surprise attack on Tang San, but his mental power was extremely strong. Sensing danger, he quickly exerted force through his legs and performed a backflip, dodging the fatal strike. However, the powerful shockwave threw him away violently. After several buffers, Tang San braced himself with one hand on the ground, having sustained only minor external injuries.

The black shadow gradually revealed itself to everyone. Its black and red alternating patterns looked extremely eerie. With an oval-shaped shell, it looked like an ugly insect.

"Careful! It's a Blood Armor Beetle. It must have reached ten thousand years of cultivation. Everyone, be ready to scatter and retreat at any time. Xiao Ao, Flying Mushroom Sausage." Tang San made the most correct judgment. Zhao Wuji was already injured, and there was no one among them who could stop a ten-thousand-year Blood Armor Beetle.

Hearing this, Oscar immediately tossed the Flying Mushroom Sausages to everyone. Oscar had no combat duties, so he had prepared quite a few Flying Mushroom Sausages to prevent any accidents.

Everyone immediately ate the Flying Mushroom Sausages. A pair of transparent red wings suddenly sprouted from their backs.

The group then fled in different directions.

The Blood Armor Beetle let out a strange roar and quickly curled into a ball. It then randomly chased after Zhu Zhuqing. None of them had expected this soul beast to be so decisive.

The effect of the Flying Mushroom Sausage was about to fade. Zhu Zhuqing looked at the Blood Armor Beetle that was relentlessly pursuing her from behind. It was as if she were reminded of that year when she faced the exact same situation.

The wings on Zhu Zhuqing's back turned into tiny specks of light and slowly dissipated into the air.

With a buffer, Zhu Zhuqing landed safely. She looked at the Blood Armor Beetle still in hot pursuit behind her and quickly channeled her soul power to move forward rapidly.

"This won't work, my soul power will run out sooner or later." Zhu Zhuqing gritted her teeth, yet she still did not give up.

If that person were still here, would he save me? A rare, faint smile could not help but appear at the corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth.

The long game of chase had already infuriated the Blood Armor Beetle. After letting out a hiss, it accelerated. Long tentacles extended from its sides.

The distance between Zhu Zhuqing and the Blood Armor Beetle was rapidly shrinking.

Feeling the aura of death drawing closer behind her, Zhu Zhuqing slowly closed her eyes.

The Blood Armor Beetle's long tentacles were about to touch Zhu Zhuqing.

Three sounds of clashing steel came from behind, followed by a deafening boom.

Jiang Siming, who had returned to look for the group, heard the commotion in the distance. He felt a deep sense of unease and rushed over quickly.

He never expected that upon arriving, he would see a lecherous Blood Armor Beetle trying to lay its filthy hands on the sexy young girl, Zhu Zhuqing.

Could Jiang Siming stand for that? He immediately swung his sword three times, KO-ing the Blood Armor Beetle, that disgrace of a soul beast.

Zhu Zhuqing felt herself fall into a warm embrace.

When Zhu Zhuqing opened her eyes again, she was already being held by her waist in Jiang Siming's arms.

Looking at the handsome man's profile as he held her, Zhu Zhuqing became increasingly convinced that Jiang Siming was the same person who had saved her back then.

"It's okay now." Jiang Siming turned his head and said to Zhu Zhuqing, who was staring at him.

Gazing into Jiang Siming's pitch-black eyes, it was as if they possessed a magic that drew Zhu Zhuqing in.

"Zhuqing, are you alright?" Jiang Siming looked at Zhu Zhuqing with some surprise.

"I-I'm fine." As she spoke, she buried her head into Jiang Siming's chest, her budding breasts pressing against him.

A thought crossed Jiang Siming's mind: Little one, do you have a lot of question marks?

"No, Zhuqing, men and women should not touch." Jiang Siming felt his face flush. Although he had lived two lives, Jiang Siming was a genuine virgin!

"Jiang Siming, did you save a little girl five years ago?" Zhu Zhuqing buried her head deep in Jiang Siming's chest. She held him tightly, as if she didn't want to let him leave for even a second.

"Five years ago? Let me think. Uh... it seems like that happened. But I never leave my name when I do good deeds, like helping old ladies cross the street and such," Jiang Siming said with a bit of shamelessness.

"Can you marry me?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, getting straight to the point.

"No, Zhuqing, is this your way of repaying a debt of gratitude?" Jiang Siming said, surprised. Internally, however, he was screaming, Am I being accused of abducting a minor?!

"From childhood to now, there has never been any help in my life. There was never any warmth in my family. You were the first person willing to help me. You helped me escape the fate of my family," Zhu Zhuqing said with a hint of sadness.

Jiang Siming then slowly pushed Zhu Zhuqing away. For some reason, he felt a deep sympathy for this stubborn and resilient girl before him.

"Zhuqing, calm down. Actually, I didn't know it was a test from your family back then. I just did what a righteous soul master should do. If you are forcing yourself to like me just to be grateful for helping you escape your family's fate, then aren't you just falling into another form of imprisonment?" Jiang Siming said this with genuine sincerity. Jiang Siming was no saint who could remain unmoved in such a situation, but with the education of his past life, he could not accept the idea of someone offering themselves in marriage as a form of repayment.

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her head, her eyes gradually turning red, and tears welled up, swirling in her eyes.

"What is wrong with me?" Zhu Zhuqing asked, as if questioning him.

Jiang Siming couldn't help but stroke Zhu Zhuqing's hair. He lifted her head and gently wiped away her tears with his hand.

"Don't cry. You are wonderful, Zhuqing, but we are still young. Sometimes, two people being together isn't just about a momentary impulse, but a long-standing affection. Impulses are always fleeting, and the remaining time would only be spent in helpless, silent endurance. I don't want you to make a wrong decision that would make you unhappy. If that happened, I would blame myself," Jiang Siming carefully reasoned with her.

"Can you give me a chance? Let me prove it to you." Zhu Zhuqing looked firmly into Jiang Siming's eyes.

Jiang Siming didn't know how to handle this, but he didn't want to let Zhu Zhuqing down.

"Alright, then let's start with a trial period. We'll be boyfriend and girlfriend. If you regret it, just tell me," Jiang Siming said, ruffling Zhu Zhuqing's soft hair.

To say that Jiang Siming, a two-life-old virgin, wasn't moved by a beautiful loli confessing to him would be a lie. However, with his past life's views on love, Jiang Siming dreamed of pursuing a pure and genuine romance.

Things started with a bag of dog food.

The two stood there foolishly, and for a moment, the air was filled with awkwardness.

Fortunately, Zhao Wuji arrived, breaking the awkward atmosphere.

"Hey, what are you two doing? I've been worried sick, and here you are, all lovey-dovey." Zhao Wuji was quite annoyed at having been fed a mouthful of "dog food."

Hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing shyly turned her head away, a blush appearing on her cold, aloof face. It made Jiang Siming's heart race. Jiang Siming thought to himself, No wonder there were so many 'simps' in my past life; I finally understand why they are so obsessively devoted to cold goddesses.

Jiang Siming turned his head and looked at Zhao Wuji with a helpless expression.