Chapter 200

It was a long night.

When Qin Jian straightens out these things, they can only lean against the head of the bed side by side and silently wait for dawn.

How ridiculous is fate

The two people who just did the most intimate thing can't even hold hands now

No matter how much Qin Jian tried to weaken the pain in the process of breaking up, Zhu Zhuqing, who clearly felt the changes before and after this moment, was inevitably in pain.

Qin Jian... Doesn't know how to comfort her

Next, on the way back to Shrek college, they became more and more silent. Finally, they almost didn't know how to speak.

Mingming still cares about each other in his heart. Mingming has not changed his mind, but he is still upset by the breakup.

Qin Jian knows that this is the limit he can do. Next, two people need to digest and get used to the new way of getting along.

One day later, when they finally stepped out of the border of Xingluo Empire and entered Barak Kingdom, they still encountered Qin Jian's unexpected attack.

They looked at the soul master in black a few meters away, especially the five soul rings of white, yellow, purple and purple, and frowned.

"Are you the heir of the affiliated family loyal to Zhu Zhuyun ten years ago?"

Zhu Zhuqing said coldly, "Zhu Zhuyun has lost his soul power. I didn't expect to drive you."

"Miss Zhuqing, we are tied too deep with her. There is no other way to go..."

The man's eyes looked like dead people: "so I can only kill you!"

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Qin Jian, but saw that his face was dark and summoned the martial spirit without saying a word.

"Buzz..."

The four soul rings of yellow, purple and black are not unexpected, which makes the soul King's eyes locked: "this kind of soul ring configuration... Impossible!"

"Impossible?"

Qin Jian held the sword in his right hand and fixed his eyes on the other side: "there are still many impossible things... For example, you should not expect to be killed by the soul sect..."

Buzz!

The black fourth soul ring suddenly rose, and Qin Jian was bathed in the dark light.

"The fourth soul skill, ghost... Extreme sword!"

When Zhu Zhuqing and the soul king on the other side didn't see clearly, Qin Jian turned into a ghost figure, and generally pulled out a long shadow. At the moment when he was close to the other side, there was only a touch of sword light, and a bright red wound was broken on the man.

"Whew, whew, whew..."

It's not over yet. After the first shadow stroke, Qin Jian flashed six times in a row, each time leaving a huge wound on the other party. The seven nether speed attacks ended, but it was like an instant in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. There are still seven shadows intertwined with light, and the center is the soul King opposite.

"Poof!"

The soul King couldn't even figure out what was going on. The fourth Soul Ring on his body was only half bright, and the battle was over.

He looked down at the sharp point of Wu soul sword stabbed on his chest and couldn't help spraying blood: "I didn't... didn't expect... I would really be killed by a soul sect..."

Bang!

After Qin Jian took back the Wu soul and retreated, his body slowly fell down and hit the ground, bringing up a tent of smoke and dust.

Qin Jian didn't look at him, but looked back at Zhu Zhuqing. Facing her mixed eyes of surprise and shock, Qin Jian said, "don't look at me so much. I'm out of strength when this soul skill is used up..."

His body shook slightly. Zhu Zhuqing subconsciously wanted to hold him, but he stopped when his hands were about to touch his arms.

Qin Jian looked at her paused hands, took a deep breath, turned and said, "let's go..."

Shua Shua.

After their backs were far away from here, Dai mubai and two guards suddenly appeared here.

"I didn't expect him to become a soul sect so soon, and the fourth Soul Ring... Terrible..."

Dai mubai murmured, "I thought he needed protection to get out of the Xingluo Empire safely. Now it seems that he doesn't need it. Let's go back."

"Yes," the two guards bowed.

The three turned around and soon left here. The soul King fell to the ground alone, and the blood seeped into it and gradually became a part of the earth

A few days later, Qin Jian finally returned to Shrek college, when there was still the last day of the holiday.

Qin Jian watched Zhu Zhuqing's back disappear in the corridor of the girls' dormitory. He didn't send it again and was not in the mood to test the contact degree with Ning Rongrong now, because it was a kind of harm to Zhu Zhuqing.

When he went back to his bedroom and found that Tang San was not there, he lay alone in bed, thinking about his thoughts.

On the other hand, Zhu Zhuqing, who originally planned to go back to his room, couldn't help knocking on the door of Ning Rongrong and Xiaowu when he passed by their room.

"Creak."

The door opened quickly, and the pretty faces of Xiaowu and Ning Rongrong appeared in sight.

"Zhuqing, you and your brother are back?" Xiaowu's eyes lit up.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, but looked at Ning Rongrong and said, "Rongrong, tonight..."

Her eyes hung down, not letting them see their emotions: "can you sleep with me?"

Xiaowu was slightly surprised, but she was very nervous, but she didn't notice anything unusual.

But Ning Rongrong took a serious look at Zhu Zhuqing, nodded and said, "OK, I'll sleep with you tonight."

No one knows what Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong said, but in the middle of the night, Ning Rongrong suddenly broke into Qin Jian's bedroom

"Bang!"

When the door was kicked open, Qin Jian subconsciously turned over and saw Ning Rongrong come in with his hands on his hips.

She first looked at Tang San's bed and found no one. Then she looked at Qin Jian fiercely like a knife.

"Er... Rongrong, why are you... Looking at me like that?"

When Qin Jian got up in his pajamas, he saw Ning Rongrong's eyes like a sword and his pretty face like ice. The whole person seemed to be surrounded by a mass of anger.

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong gently pressed the jade bracelet shaped soul guide in his left hand, and a sharp dagger appeared in his hand.

She shook the dagger. Her voice was soft but without any emotion: "brother Jian, you forgot everything you promised me, didn't you?"

"Rongrong, what you said is..."

Qin Jian looked at her shaking the dagger as if she was about to stab it at any time. Her desire for survival burst out. In the rapid operation of her brain, there was a flash of light: "have you spoken to Zhu Qing?"

Da da

Ning Rongrong approached for two steps, and the dagger was bright in front of Qin Jian.

"Yes, Zhuqing told me everything that happened to you... Exactly..."

She held up the dagger and slowly moved down: "I'm going to cut off the small head you can't control now. Do you have a problem?"

Qin Jian suddenly burst into a cold sweat, hurriedly grabbed her little hand and said dryly, "that... Rong... Rong... This really can't be cut. You have to think about your future happiness..."

Bang Dang.

The dagger fell to the ground. Ning Rongrong clenched his teeth to stop the tears from falling, but the tears were not under her control. He slipped slowly across his cheek and fell on the back of Qin Jian's hand