Chapter 51

"A farce."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head and stood up.

He went to Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong and said with a smile, "you will have an engagement in the future. Don't be half hearted."

His smiling appearance made Qin Jian's body a little stiff.

"Jian'er, you have reached level 20. When are you going to..."

Sword Douluo saw that Qin Jian didn't know how to answer, so he came forward and asked.

He knew that Qin Jian had done so much for Ning Rongrong recently because he was about to separate from Ning Rongrong.

As a teacher, he can only help his own disciples find ways to appease Ning Fengzhi

"Teacher, poison Douluo should give me what he promised me today. Then I will stay alone with Rongrong for a while..." Qin Jian whispered.

"Brother Jian, what are you going to give me?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help looking up and asked.

Qin Jian reluctantly smiled: "you'll know then. Come to me after a good meal in the evening."

"Oh..."

Ning Rongrong nodded.

Seeing Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong go out hand in hand, Ning Feng is stunned.

"Uncle Jian, why does Qin Jian look so worried recently? Do you know what's going on?" he couldn't help asking.

Sword Douluo thought for a moment and said, "there are some special things in Qin Jian, so he may do something you can't understand..."

"However, I can guarantee that he will never do anything wrong to zongmen," he said solemnly.

Ning Feng frowned and said, "what I care about most now is not zongmen, but whether he can bring happiness to Rongrong."

Sword Douluo was silent for a moment and said, "he can give Rongrong happiness. I believe in his character, but the process may be bumpy..."

"Uncle Jian..."

Ning Fengzhi hesitated, but said: "Uncle Jian, Qin Jian is Rongrong's fiance now, so I want to know what's wrong with him and why the process is rough. If Uncle Jian trusts me, please tell me..."

"This is not the request of being a patriarch, this is just my request as a father," he said solemnly.

Sword Douluo sighed. He knew that Ning Fengzhi couldn't hide it anymore.

"Lord, it's like this..."

“……”

Not to mention how sword Douluo communicated with Ning Fengzhi about Qin Jian, after a long time, poison Douluo Dugu Bo finally appeared in front of Qin Jian again.

"Little thing, I brought you the tulip you want."

After receiving the tulip from Dugu Bo, Qin Jian didn't look excited.

"Why? I'm not happy to finally get what you want?" Dugu Bo glanced at him.

Qin Jian smiled reluctantly and said, "this is the last gift. I can't be happy any more when things are coming."

"I really don't know what you're talking about. Shouldn't you be carefree at such an age?"

Dugu Bo held his arms and said, "I don't know how much trouble I had when I was your age. What are you afraid of? Do whatever you want!"

"Thank you, master."

Qin Jian solemnly thanked him, and then said, "at least three years, more than five years, I will bring someone to detoxify you and Dugu Yan."

Dugu Bo nodded and suddenly threw the previously picked Qirong Tongtian chrysanthemum: "I think you are very pleasing to the eye. I'll give you all this together."

Qin Jian hurriedly picked it up.

"Don't worry so much, young man. You're still young. No matter what you encounter, there's always a chance to start over."

Dugu Bo waved his hand and said, "see you then."

Qin Jian didn't even have time to thank him again, and Dugu Bo's figure had disappeared.

Title Douluo is so haunted

Qin Jian shook his head and looked at the qiluo tulip in his left hand and the Qirong Tongtian chrysanthemum in his right hand: "I didn't expect that there was an attached one."

He carefully collected the two Zhuxian products into the soul guide, and then walked towards the large-scale mimicry cultivation place of Qibao Liuli sect.

When he finally came near the entrance of the cultivation ground, he saw Ning Rongrong's small figure waiting there.

"Brother Jian! Brother Jian!"

She jumped up skillfully.

Qin Jian also skillfully circled her soft body into his arms.

"Brother Jian, why should we meet here today?" Ning Rongrong asked in his ear.

Qin Jian smiled and said, "here... I asked the elder to do some restoration. Today we will spend the night here."

"Spend the night in the mimicry cultivation ground?"

Ning Rongrong looked up at him and suddenly blushed: "is it... A date?"

Qin Jian pursed his lips, and then answered in a low voice: "Hmm!"

After they walked into the cultivation ground hand in hand, Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo also appeared outside the entrance.

"I didn't expect such a thing..."

Ning Feng's face was not good-looking: "if Rongrong didn't stick to him too much, I really want to break them up."

The sword Douluo shook his head and said, "many times, external forces can not be separated, but may also make them more unforgettable."

"Wind, just take it as a difficult test..."

He solemnly said, "there is no simple happiness in this world. The decision-making power in the future is in their own hands."

"Good..."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes looked deeply at the entrance: "if it's really destiny, I don't need to be a villain. If their fate is not enough, it should be a test for Rongrong..."

"I believe this will make her really grow up. After all, I can't protect her all my life..."

Mimicry cultivation in the ground.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong walked hand in hand.

There are mountains, rivers, forests, deserts, snow mountains, oceans

"Brother Jian, these are the scenes we have experienced. Except that there is no test of natural disasters, everything else is the same, and the weather is much more comfortable."

Ning Rongrong's eyes are full of nostalgia. Obviously, it hasn't been long, but there is still a sense of distance.

Because at that time, she and Qin Jian had just begun to contact, but now they are engaged!

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help snuggling up to Qin Jian: "the trial practice in that year was very difficult, but now I think of it, but it's a good memory that I won't forget in my life..."

"Rong Rong..."

Qin Jian hugged her tightly, and his heart began to pull up slowly.

This... Damn... Fate!

"Rongrong, do you remember the sentence I asked you to remember?" Qin Jian whispered.

Ning Rongrong raised his head and said without hesitation, "of course Rongrong remembers!"

"Brother Jian, if one day I think it's not good enough now, there's no need to be sad, and don't be sad, it's just because it's not the last..."