Douluo's broken love can become stronger

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Jian Dou Luo Chen leaned back on the sofa and looked at several juniors bickering with interest.

He wanted to know how Qin Jian would deal with Gu Yue's provocation.

But Qin Jian didn't respond, he just looked at each other.

Then Ning Rongrong actually helped him speak.

Although this little girl has a princess temperament, her heart is kind.

"I'm telling the truth, why should I apologize?" Gu Yue said unhappy.

Ning Rongrong pouted: "You shouldn't use Qin Jian's shortcomings to attack, it will make him sad."

The corner of Qin Jian's mouth bends behind her.

On the other side, Gu Yue was speechless.

"Gu Yue, we will try again in the Zongmen selection competition a few days later."

After Qin Jian said casually, before Gu Yue could reply, he turned and continued to walk to his bedroom.

Gu Yue's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot: "Is it possible that you still want to defeat me, I am a 15th-level war spirit master."

"Soul power level doesn't mean everything. See you on the competition table in a few days."

Qin Jian turned around and waved his hand, then said to Jian Douluo: "Teacher, I'll go to rest first."

He saw Jian Douluo nodding before he walked into his bedroom.

"Qin Jian, you haven't told me a story yet!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly became anxious, and ran into Qin Jian's bedroom in two steps.

"Quickly tell me what happened after Zhang Xiaofan revealed his identity."

Seeing Qin Jian was already lying on the bed, she kicked off her shoes and jumped up.

"Hello, this is my bed, what are you doing here?"

Qin Jian's voice reached the hall, and Gu Yue's expression changed.

"If you don't tell me a story today, I won't leave. I'm sleeping here too!"

Ning Rongrong's voice also came out, and Gu Yue felt uncomfortable.

He stomped his feet, walked out of the small building angrily, and even forgot to say goodbye to Sword Douluo...

However, Sword Douluo would naturally not have the same knowledge as him.

He lay comfortably on the sofa, propped his head with one hand, and Qin Jian's voice gradually reached his ears: "Zhang Xiaofan was put under house arrest after returning to Qingyunmen, and even his fire stick was confiscated. He had nothing to do every day, so he went to the back mountain to wander around until one day he met Baguio in the bamboo forest..."

Sword Douluo listened attentively, and a thought flashed in his mind: "It's so logical to abduct Rongrong to the bed. This little guy won't just be trying to catch it all the time..."

This thought didn't last long, because his attention quickly became immersed in the story...

"What an interesting story..."

I do not know how long it has been.

"DaDaDa..."

Suddenly there was a slight sound of footsteps, Jian Douluo raised his brows, sat up, and then saw Ning Fengzhi walking in from the door.

"Uncle Jian, heard Gu Yue say that Rongrong is here?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"Shhh."

Jian Douluo put his index finger to his mouth, then pointed at Qin Jian's room, and whispered: "Rongrong is already asleep."

Ning Fengzhi blinked, and his voice lowered, "She went to bed so soon today? Or does Uncle Jian have a way."

Jian Douluo got up and tiptoed towards Qin Jian's bedroom with Ning Fengzhi.

"This is not my credit, it was Jian'er who told her stories and fell asleep..." He whispered.

"Squeak..."

The two opened the door gently, and saw a big soft bed, the young man fell asleep peacefully, and the girl... lying on all sides beside him, with one hand and one calf resting on him.

From this sleeping posture, Ning Fengzhi was full of black lines. He stepped forward lightly and covered the two of them for the rest of his life. Then he pulled Sword Douluo back out.Keyuan Novel www.kybook.com

"Crack."

The door was gently closed.

Then the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, walked into the courtyard, and began to talk in peace.

"Uncle Jian, I heard that Gu Yue said that Qin Jian is going to beat him in the competition this time?"

Ning Fengzhi curiously asked, "Didn't his spirit power have been unable to grow? How could he want to defeat Gu Yue this time."

A smile appeared at the corner of Jian Douluo's mouth, and said, "That's before, Fengzhi, have you just noticed Jian'er's spirit power level?"

"Ok?"

Ning Fengzhi was taken aback for a moment: "It seems to be... Level 11? He finally got a level 1?"

Sword Douluo smiled without explaining.

He would not reveal Qin Jian's greatest secret.

"However, there should be no chance of winning for level 11 strength against Gu Yue, level 15, right?" Ning Fengzhi said.

Sword Douluo said casually, "Isn't there a few days left..."

"A few days...what can I improve?" Ning Fengzhi was puzzled.

Sword Douluo said, "Just look at it then, as long as you don't be scared."

Qin Jian raised the first level of spirit power after telling the story for a while. He was looking forward to Qin Jian's level in a few days.

"Then I will wait and see."

Ning Fengzhi smiled, then turned and left...

In this way, Qin Jian honed his sword qi in a mimicry practice during the day, and told stories to Ning Rongrong who had finished the class at night.

This little witch was attracted by the story, so she lived in Jian Douluo like this. She stayed on Qin Jian's bed every day and had to fall asleep listening to the story.

Soon, it was the eve of the selection and competition of the Qibao Glazed Glass Sect partner.

Jian Douluo's residence, Qin Jian's bedroom, on the bed.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong lie side by side in the bed and tell stories.

"Dao Xuan watched Zhang Xiaofan be taken away by Baguio, determined not to let the tiger go back to the mountain, so he dropped the sword of Zhuxian, which shielded the sky and sun, towards Zhang Xiaofan!

"what!"

Ning Rongrong exclaimed, two small hands couldn't help but grasp Qin Jian's arm tightly, and repeatedly asked: "What happened later? What happened later? He definitely won't die, right?"

Qin Jian slowly sighed before continuing: "Suddenly, the world became quiet, and even the earth-shaking power of the ancient sword of Zhu Xian held his breath..."

Ning Rongrong also couldn't help holding his breath.

"A gentle hand that was familiar in the years, appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, with a faint and crisp bell sound, pushing him aside..."

Qin Jian's voice became deep and slow.

"It seems that the voice that has been asleep for thousands of years, quietly sounded at this moment, and chanted softly for the lover in my heart..."

"The gods and demons, nine ghosts."

"With my blood, it is sacrificed."

"Three lives and seven lives, forever to fall to Yama."

"It's only for the sake of love, even if you die without regret!"

"..."

Unconsciously, Ning Rongrong burst into tears.

Qin Jian stopped, and he was also immersed in the affection that moved the world.

Especially his body is now a love flower, and his emotional touch has been magnified countless times.

for a long time.

He turned his head, stretched out his right hand, slowly wiped away the tears from Ning Rongrong's small face, and said gently: "That's it for today, go to bed early, Rongrong."

Ning Rongrong watched his movements blankly, and fell silent for a moment...