Chapter 295

In front of the Pope's palace.

The sun shines on the body and brings a little warmth, but it doesn't shine into everyone's heart.

Bibidong seemed to know what Qin Jian was worried about, so he looked at him and smiled: "as long as you join the Wulin hall, I will ensure your safety."

"Under the pope!"

Ju Douluo and Gu Douluo couldn't help but want to say something, but they were interrupted by bibidong's wave: "leave it to me."

Looking at her beautiful eyes, Qin Jian was not sure what the woman was thinking now.

But no matter what she thinks, there is no doubt that only by showing her strength can she be treated equally, otherwise it is just an accessory. Stay if you want and kill if you want.

Therefore, he shook his head, and his words changed the color of the people in the Wulin Hall: "I only belong to the seven treasures and colored glaze sect."

Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo looked at each other, and the look in their eyes was both gratified and worried.

They know that this is the last chance given to Qin Jian by the Pope. If he refuses, he will really fall into a crisis of life and death.

Qin Jian's choice is not wise in reason, but it makes them very happy in sensibility. Man is a perceptual animal after all.

After hearing this, bidong's face changed. "Is that so? It's really a pity."

Then she handed over the three soul bones in her hand.

Qin Jian took it, then turned and walked back to his partners without hesitation.

"I don't need these three soul bones. You can share them."

He threw it at Tang San.

It seemed that what was in his hand was not the soul bone desired by the soul masters, but a hot potato.

"Be careful! Be careful! This is a soul bone!"

Next to Oscar Ma Hongjun, almost subconsciously, he is busy with his feet and wants to help catch it. Of course, Tang San's Xuanyu hand is there. That's not a matter.

He took three soul bones and looked at Qin Jian and said, "you pay the most in this competition. This spiritual wisdom skull also fits you somewhat. It should belong to you."

The master nodded slightly.

Although he hoped that Tang San could get this soul bone in his heart, he could not speak without conscience. Qin Jian deserved it. He would not be selfish.

"No, I don't need soul bones. You'll know why right away." Qin Jian shook his head and said blandly.

Xiao Wu's face was pale. At this time, she said simply, "there's nothing suitable for me here. I'll give up."

Ning Rongrong has been looking at Qin Jian. I don't know why there is always a feeling of palpitation in his heart.

"I've got a skull. The other two don't suit me, and I'll give up," she said.

Oscar naturally didn't notice anything strange. He shrugged: "I'm a food psychic. What soul bones do I need?"

"Since the four of us have given up, you'll be divided next..."

Qin Jian smiled and handed Zhu Zhuqing the left leg of the wind chaser, saying, "this is the most suitable soul bone for Zhu Qing."

Zhu Zhuqing nodded and took it over. It was as cold as ever. Even in the face of soul bone, there were not too many emotional fluctuations.

Qin Jian smiled and threw the right arm of the flame to Ma Hongjun: "fat man, this belongs to you."

"Hey, brother Jian, be careful. This is a baby soul bone!"

Ma Hongjun hurriedly catches the soul bone. It looks like holding his girlfriend.

"Thank you, brother Jian! Long live brother Jian!" he said excitedly.

Qin Jian shook his head and said to Tang San, "the soul bone of the head belongs to you."

"Thank you. This soul bone should belong to you. This time, I'll think I owe you."

Tang San didn't show any more affectation. He nodded and put the soul bone into the soul guide.

Qin Jian shook his head: "you don't have to do this among your companions."

"Have you assigned it?"

The female Pope should have left after the simple award ceremony, but she didn't move.

Several Title Douluo also stood there, staring at Qin Jian's every move.

People's eyes were unconsciously attracted by the Pope's voice.

The master frowned slightly and looked at bidong for some unknown reason.

But the female Pope didn't look at him at all. She just looked at Qin Jian. Her tone was as bland as inviting people to stay for lunch.

"Now that the rewards have been allocated, the competition has ended smoothly."

"Ghost Douluo, chrysanthemum Douluo, take down Qin sword."

At the next moment, everyone was shocked.

Shrek almost subconsciously gathered around Qin Jian.

"You were still found?"

Tang San asked Qin Jian in a low voice, frowning.

Qin Jian nodded.

The master didn't hear Tang San's words.

With a look of surprise on his face, he angrily said, "under the crown of the Pope, what do you mean?"

Ju Douluo and GUI Douluo won't stop because of the master's words, but as soon as they were about to start, Ning Fengzhi and Jian Douluo Shua blocked Qin's sword.

"Under the Pope's crown, do you really want to catch my disciple of the seven treasures Liuli sect?"

The gentle color on Ning Feng's face is gone, and some are just dignified and solemn.

"Buzzing..."

The sword fight Luo Chenxin didn't talk much. The nine soul rings on his body lit up one by one, and the seven kill sword had been inserted in front of him.

Suddenly, there was tension in front of the Pope's palace.

"Brother Jian, why? Why did they catch you?!"

Ning Rongrong also saw the extraordinary seriousness of Ning Fengzhi and jiandouluo, and was shocked.

Qin Jian looked at their backs caused by Ning Feng, and a warm color flashed in his eyes,.

There are many relatives who turn against each other because of their interests in this world. He is lucky to have elders like Ning Fengzhi sword Douluo.

He looked sideways at Ning Rongrong, with soft eyebrows and eyes, but his words shocked everyone: "because..."

"I'm not human..."

Earth shattering, lightning and thunder.

This news is a complete bolt from the blue for Shrek people who are familiar with Qin Jian.

"How could this be... How could you not..."

Ning Rongrong was pale, stammering and incoherent.

Zhu Zhuqing's cold face could not be maintained and was full of surprise.

"Rongrong, Jian'er is really not human. He... Is a soul beast."

Ning Feng's plain and faint words confirmed Qin Jian's identity.

No one would doubt that the head of the seven treasures glazed glaze sect would joke about this, not to mention the Pope's order confirmed this from the side.

"Are you the soul beast that stopped me?"

Bibidong looked at Qin Jian. There was a touch of murderous spirit in his eyes, but there was a touch of nostalgia and pity. He looked very strange.

"Good."

Qin Jian didn't panic or fear on his face, which surprised several Title Douluo.

Especially Ju Douluo and ghost Douluo. They thought they could enjoy the panic of the young man who hit the face of the martial soul hall. Now it's gone.

Qin Jian smiled faintly and was about to come forward, but he was grabbed by a small hand.

Qin Jian looked back and saw Ning Rongrong's face full of hesitation: "brother Jian... You... You run away!"

Zhu Zhuqing didn't say anything. He silently dodged in front of him and whispered, "go."

Qin Jian's eyes immediately became strange: "don't you... Mind if I'm a soul beast?"

Zhu Zhuqing shook his head and said silently, "if you want to break up with me because of the identity of a soul beast, then I can only say that you think wrong, I won't mind."

Ning Rongrong didn't answer this at all. At the moment, her whole heart was hanging on the safety of Qin Jian.

"You run away..." she just grabbed Qin Jian's hand and said eagerly.

Qin Jian shook his head and said softly with a smile, "this is the Pope's palace. You can't escape."

"Well, what should I do?"

Ning Rongrong's tears swirled in his eyes.

Seeing her performance, Qin Jian realized that his beloved girl had not wavered at all.

Whether he is a man or a soul beast, her heart is only him.

"Rongrong, I don't want to die yet. Don't worry..."

Qin Jian breaks away from Ning Rongrong's hand, turns around, walks to jiandouluo and Ning Fengzhi, and faces the gorgeous female Pope together.

"Buzzing."

There was a slight flicker of red light on him, and Ning Rongrong danced, and Zhu Zhuqing's chest lit up at the same time.

Shuibing'er and Huowu, who were waiting for the results in wusoul City, suddenly got up and rushed to the direction of the Pope's palace at the same time.

"This feeling... Like last time, Qin Jian is in danger!"