Chapter 270

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"Ah ah!"

In the forest of mimicry cultivation ground, there are bursts of drizzle to bring cool.

In the woods, a young figure knelt down on the ground.

He kept knocking on his heart, but he couldn't relieve the pain at all.

He was in tears

What hurts people in this world is never a sword, not a battle, but the despair and pain when the truth is forcibly torn apart from the bottom of my heart.

"Ah ah!"

Mimicry training... Palace training... Graduation performance... Hunting soul animals

So many memories, so many sweet past, from now on, no longer have.

He was crying

Outside monitoring room.

Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo stood quietly.

When you look carefully, you can find that the lips of jiandouluo are trembling slightly, and even Ning Fengzhi's eyes are moist.

"Alas... Such a good child... Why does God have trouble with him..." Ning Fengzhi sighed in a low voice.

Originally, he was very angry when he learned about Qin Jian's emotion and God. After the ninth test, he wanted to directly open them forever, but now he couldn't help being moved when he saw Qin Jian's various performances.

How many people in the world can have such sincere affection!

"It's just that it's too difficult to become a God. My teacher can't protect him!"

Bang!

The sword Douluo hit the table with a hard blow, and the table fell apart.

At this time, in the light curtain, a bright purple soul ring slowly lit up on the struggling Qin Jian.

"This is the second soul ring, a soul ring of more than a thousand years!"

Ning Feng startled and said, "it's really lovelorn to get the soul ring. How can there be such a thing."

"Fengzhi, I'm going to send the sword..."

Sword Douluo suddenly walked to the door: "as a teacher, I can't help, but I always need to know his next plan..."

"Let's go together..." Ning Fengzhi went forward.

When they came to the exit of the cultivation ground, Qin Jian's lost soul also stepped out.

He was in a trance until he found Ning Fengzhi and jiandouluo standing in front of him, and his eyes slowly condensed.

"Teacher... And... Lord..." he bowed his head.

It should have been uncle Ning, but he couldn't call it out at this moment.

"You..."

Ning Fengzhi patted him on the shoulder and said gently, "it's better to call uncle Ning. Anyway, you're also Rongrong's fiance..."

"Ning... Uncle Ning..."

Qin Jian was stunned: "are you still willing to recognize our engagement?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded gently and said, "I just hope you don't live up to Rongrong and such hot feelings in the future."

"Where are you going next?" said sword Douluo.

Qin Jian said softly, "after I got the second soul ring, the goal of the next exam appeared, so I'm going to Tianshui University."

"Tianshui university?"

Sword Douluo nodded slightly: "it seems that the man should be a student of Tianshui university? Fortunately, you got the invitation of Tianshui University."

"Qin Jian."

At this time, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help interrupting: "even if you have to be lovelorn eight times in the future, as a father, I still hope that the person you love most will always be Rong Rong."

Qin Jian looked at him, looked at Ning Rongrong's father, and then whispered, "Rongrong... Is my first love... She will always be the most special one..."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "the cultivation of Rongrong won't last long. If you want to go, take advantage of it now."

"Please give this letter to Rongrong for me, uncle Ning."

Qin Jian took out a letter and handed it to him.

When Ning Fengzhi took over, he slowly turned around, finally looked back at the entrance of the mimicry cultivation ground, and then went to the gate of the Qibao Liuli sect.

"Wait..."

Ning Feng's strange voice suddenly sounded from behind: "your ocean heart... Has not fallen off?"

Qin Jian stopped when he heard the speech. He touched his forehead and felt the clear and moist breath there: "my heart of the ocean has always been there."

Ning Feng's eyes fluctuated for a moment, and then said, "you're good... Really good... Go... I'll wait for you to come back and marry Rongrong..."

Not long after Qin Jian left, Ning Rongrong finally finished his cultivation.

"Buzz!"

The light on the body blooms and the martial spirit appears.

"This fluctuation is at least level 27!"

Ning Fengzhi stood by the bed and said, "what did Qin Jian eat for Rongrong?"

Sword Douluo hurriedly came forward and grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist. After inspection, he said, "fortunately, it's not that kind of drug that overdraw potential."

"Wait... Wait..."

Ning Feng's voice suddenly stammered: "Jian... Uncle Jian... How many floors are you counting Rongrong's glass tower... Am I dazzled?"

"Seems to be... The ninth floor?"

Sword Douluo also looks uncertain.

They looked at each other

"Jiubao glazed Tower!"

The next moment, they both exclaimed at the same time.

"The tulip Qin Jian gave Rongrong to eat has evolved Rongrong's martial spirit... From then on, the strongest auxiliary system martial spirit can also grow into a title Douluo!"

Ning Feng took a few deep breaths before he suppressed the vibration in his heart.

His face was filled with emotion: "Qin Jian is a great hero of our seven treasures and coloured glaze sect!"

"Brother Jian!"

At this time, Ning Rongrong finally opened his eyes.

Without any pause, she almost blurted out, "don't go!"

Then she found that what appeared in front of her was not Qin Jian, but Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo.

"Dad, where's brother Jian?" Ning Rongrong asked loudly.

She looked around anxiously, which made Ning Feng's nose slightly sour, but he still said: "Rong Rong, Qin Jian, he... Has left..."

"Ah!"

Ning Rongrong screamed and ran out of the tent the next moment, but he was blocked by the sword Douluo at the door.

"Grandpa Jian, get out of the way! I'm going to find brother Jian!"

Ning Rongrong wants to bypass the sword duel, but Ning Fengzhi pulls his arm from behind: "Rong Rong, don't go. He's gone for a long time and you can't catch up."

"Really... Really..."

Ning Rongrong turned around trembling, and tears came down again.

Ning Fengzhi nodded gently.

"Why... What... He... Wants to leave me..."

Ning Rongrong's body was soft and slowly sat down on the ground.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the blue tears in her eyebrows began to twinkle.

"Tears of the sea!"

Ning Feng made his eyes move.

Ning Rongrong was surprised and hurriedly stretched out his hand to cover the center of his eyebrows, but he only felt the coolness of his hand, and the tears of the sea fell in her hand.

"My tears of the sea... Out of..."

Her eyes were stunned and her tears flowed.

"He doesn't want me... He doesn't want me..."

"What did I do wrong..."

"How can he... Not me..."

Ning Fengzhi's heart was speechless when he saw his baby daughter hurt like this.

Because he knows that no one is wrong. What is wrong is the rules of the world

"Rong Rong..."

Ning Fengzhi squats down and makes his sight level with Ning Rongrong.

"Dad wants to tell you one thing, that is..."

"Qin Jian's tears of the sea did not fall off!"