Chapter 263

"Bang!"

The sword light of ice and snow breaks first.

Just when everyone thought Qin Jian was going to lose, even when the master was ready to let Tang San replace Qin Jian

"Boom!"

The fireball exploded at this time.

Snowflakes, flames and strange exist together, flying all over the sky, creating an extremely beautiful picture.

"I lost..."

"I lost..."

They suddenly said in unison.

They were stunned at the same time and then laughed together.

Snowflakes and flames gathered around them, spinning and endlessly.

"How beautiful..."

Many girls are holding their hearts.

"Another famous scene..."

Someone is mumbling.

Shuibing'er looked at the scene silently and whispered, "is this the end of fire dance? It's really beautiful..."

"Qin Jian."

Fire Dance suddenly opened her mouth in the ice and fire all over the sky, her face was bright, without the slightest pain and entanglement.

"Let's break up."

In a word, the whole audience was silent, and even Qin Jian was stunned.

"My fire dance has never been a timid character. It's better for me to say it myself than waiting for you and waiting for you to try your best to comfort me..."

The corner of the fire dance's mouth was raised, and the more curved it became: "since you are destined not to belong to me only, and since I can't accept sharing with others now, let's separate for the time being."

She smiled and looked very strong, but suddenly, several tears fell down her face and fell down.

"Ha ha, why did I still cry? It's clearly my own decision..."

Fire Dance smiled, but tears came to her face.

But no one laughed at her.

Because she is really a brave and strong girl, who dares to love and hate, full of enthusiasm, just like a flame.

"Come..."

Qin Jian suddenly spread his arms slowly.

The arc of Huowu's mouth finally broke, and she couldn't maintain it anymore. She rushed into Qin Jian's arms and hugged him.

Hold very hard, very hard.

"Woo woo..."

The choking voice kept coming. Qin Jian could feel the girl's body trembling slightly, and his chest was soon wet with warm tears.

Qin Jian tilted his head slightly. Snowflakes fell in his eyes and melted into drops of water. He couldn't tell whether tears were water

On the sideline, Ning Rongrong, shuibing'er and Zhu Zhuqing, who felt the most, covered their mouths at the same time. There were tears in their eyes, but they tried to keep their heads up.

Now he is very uncomfortable. They don't want to make him more uncomfortable, so they can't cry.

"Qin Jian..."

Huowu didn't cry too long. She was the strongest girl after all.

She stepped back slightly, smiled and looked up with tears on her face: "let's break up."

Qin Jian didn't wipe the water off his face, but smiled and said, "OK."

One left and one right, they went down respectively.

There are snowflakes flying around them, as if trying to connect them together.

But in the end, I still couldn't catch up with the two separated figures and gradually disappeared

There are soul power fluctuations surging up on the body. The soul power level pushed up to level 50 because of admitting defeat at the same time began to break through quickly, and the fifth soul ring is forming.

But because he has recovered his martial spirit, no one can see this scene. Even Title Douluo just noticed that he had broken through level 50.

In the VIP seat.

Ning Feng's eyes changed from complexity to pity: "this is the second time I saw Jian'er so painful. The last time it was Rong Rong. My heart was dissatisfied and I didn't feel it deeply. This time I can finally understand his difficulties."

Sword Dou Luo lowered his eyes: "in this world, there has never been a power that can be obtained without labor, let alone to become..."

He glanced at Salas and swallowed his words.

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "anyway, our Qibao Liuli sect will be his backing. If I'm not afraid of the instability of the sect, I want him to inherit the Qibao Liuli sect directly, which is much more suitable than Rongrong. However, it doesn't make any difference. After all, Rongrong listens to him."

He thought for a while and suddenly said, "in fact, I don't think Qin Jian himself cares very much. He seems to have some ideas and will have his own power. I don't know if I feel right..."

Sword Douluo was silent. He didn't have the observation power caused by Ning Feng. Naturally, he didn't feel anything.

On the court.

"Well, the game was a draw, but all seven of blazing fire college lost, so the winner was Shrek college."

The referee's voice was slightly melancholy, and seemed to be a little sad by the breakup between the two just now.

There was silence, even fireworks didn't bloom, and the Knights didn't do any ceremony. They also didn't want to desecrate such a beautiful difference.

"Poof!"

When Huowu came to the sideline, she suddenly spewed out a mouthful of blood. Huowushuang and others immediately came forward and held her: "Huowu, are you okay?!"

Huowu shook her head gently: "it's all right, it's just overdrawn..."

make an overdraft? How can I spit blood

Fire matchless suddenly looked up and looked at Qin Jian's eyes opposite. Sen Han was incomparable.

"Brother... I don't blame him... I broke up on my own initiative..."

The fire dance moved step by step towards leaving the camp. Its back was lonely and weak, just like a wounded... Fire Phoenix, maintaining its final pride.

Fire matchless didn't speak, but he still stared at Qin Jian's back. He wanted to break him into pieces

"Master, i... I want to leave..."

Qin Jian returned to the place where Shrek college was located, and his face suddenly turned pale.

"OK, you go." the master said very considerate.

"Sword, come here."

At this time, sword Douluo suddenly appeared not far from Qin Jian.

Qin Jian walked over silently.

Zhu Zhuqing and Xiaowu stopped talking behind their backs. Ning Rongrong had no scruples and ran straight up: "brother Jian, can I accompany you?"

Before Qin Jian spoke, sword Douluo suddenly said, "Rong Rong, I'll accompany Qin Jian to get the fifth soul ring, so don't follow."

"The fifth Soul Ring?!"

The master and others were surprised at first, and then surprised inexplicably: "Qin Jian has reached lv50?!"

"Give me a day and I won't delay your game."

Sword Douluo nodded, suddenly pulled up Qin sword, and the seven kill sword appeared at his feet. He took him into the air and roared away.

Many people around the square noticed this scene and looked different for a time.

The sky is clear and white clouds are long.

A sword light broke through the air like an arrow, suspended above the white clouds and stopped.

Qin Jian stood steadily on the seven kill sword and was firmly protected by the soul power of the sword Douluo.

The boundless sea of clouds and the vast sky in front of him made him stretch his mind, and his low mood was suddenly greatly relieved.

Sword Douluo carried his hands and didn't say a word. He knew Qin Jian could understand what he meant.

In his life, he only loved the sword, the ultimate in the sword, and did not understand the sentimental emotion between men and women.

But this vast and boundless sky will make people detached from my world. When personal feelings are put into the boundless and boundless, they will appear very small, and then look down on those tangled thoughts and become open-minded.

This is the unique comfort of sword Douluo.