Chapter 484

"Brother Jian, there are many times. When I walk alone through Doucheng street this day, I think... One day, I will walk hand in hand with brother Jian to see if I will have a different mood..."

Ning Rongrong grasped Qin Jian's hand and his eyebrows were full of satisfaction: "it's really different."

"At that time, I walked in this long street, watching people coming and going, I just felt lonely and wanted to escape the prosperity..."

She blinked her beautiful eyes and said, "now, I just want this street to extend indefinitely, so that I can walk with brother Jian all the time..."

"Or, if only it could snow now."

Ning Rongrong suddenly looked up at the sky with regret: "unfortunately, it's spring now..."

"Snow?"

Qin Jian gave her a funny look: "in that case, you can go all the way to white head?"

"Ah? Brother Jian, have you ever heard of such words? I heard from the little girls who yearn for love in the sect!"

Ning Rongrong looked at him and said with a smile, "unfortunately, their vision is like that of me at that time. They only know what they want, but they don't know what they need to pay."

"Rongrong, do you really want to go to white head together?"

Qin Jian suddenly looked at her and said with a smile, "maybe we won't lose our heads in the end?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned. There seemed to be violent fluctuations in her eyes, but she soon converged. She didn't let Qin Jian understand the meaning, but the corners of her mouth rose and said, "brother Jian, if I can't be with you, even if I will never lose my head, I don't want it."

What does it mean to never be white? Nature is to break through the limit of soul master and become God.

Qin Jian doesn't know if Ning Rongrong knows about becoming a God, but her words clearly reveal that

If she can't be with him, even if she becomes a God, she won't!

"Rongrong, do you know anything?" Qin Jian suddenly asked.

Ning Rongrong hesitated to die in his eyes, but he quickly raised his smiling face and his big eyes flickered: "what does brother Jian mean? I don't understand."

Looks like you really don't know anything

"Rongrong, no matter what happens, you can tell me that you don't need to be alone."

Qin Jian reached out and pinned the messy hair behind her ear.

Ning Rongrong whispered softly and didn't speak again. He just held hands with him quietly and walked with him.

"As for you want to go to white head together today, it's easy to realize..."

Qin Jian took her little hand with his right hand, and slowly lifted his left hand to summon the Wu soul. The third Soul Ring lit up, and a pure light of ice and snow in his hand shot into the sky.

Even the blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex soul can bring its own lightning and thunder effects. He has the ability to control water elements. Compared with the soul duel, it is not difficult to temporarily affect some weather.

Ning Rongrong looked at his behavior curiously.

"Rongrong, look at the sky." Qin Jian suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to the sky.

Ning Rongrong heard the speech and looked up, then his eyes widened slightly: "really... It's snowing?"

Snowflakes fall from the sky, spin around them and fall.

"It's really snow..."

Ning Rongrong raised his hand, and a few snowflakes fell into the palm of his hand, bringing a little cool.

She suddenly spread out her hands and tiptoed around the snow curtain. Snowflakes flew and stuck to her long hair and dress.

The smile on her face was as pure as a child and an elf in the snow.

Qin Jian looked at it and smiled.

The eyes somehow have a little sour meaning.

He suddenly remembered a song he liked in his previous life and hummed subconsciously.

"Gently, fall on my palm..."

"Quietly, frozen in the palm..."

The lyrics have an unexpected fit with the current state of mind.

"Meeting is doomed in previous lives..."

"Pain and happiness..."

Ning Rongrong's rotating figure stopped slowly, just facing him. His eyes blinked and blinked, just like he could speak.

Qin Jian smiled and looked at her eyes, soft, affectionate and calm.

"I slowly listen to the sound of snow falling..."

"Close your eyes and imagine that it won't stop..."

“……”

"Open your eyes, the snow is merciless..."

"Who will compensate for the good times of this life..."

Ning Rongrong's cool little hand suddenly grabbed Qin Jian's hands, smiled and said, "I'll accompany you!"

Qin Jian was slightly stunned, then smiled and smiled comfortably: "who will accompany this life... Good times..."

"Brother Jian, brother Jian, this song sounds good!"

Ning Rongrong grabbed his right hand with both hands and kept shaking: "can you teach me? I want to learn."

"OK..."

Qin Jian smiled gently, took her hand and continued to walk to the end of the street.

"I'll sing and you'll learn one, okay?"

"OK."

Hand in hand, they walked side by side.

Qin Jian's voice: "gently, fall on my palm..."

Ning Rongrong followed: "gently, fall in my palm..."

The setting sun gradually goes down. If you don't give up, you can only leave an afterglow in the sky.

On the Yellow Street, the two people's backs are farther and farther away, and the shadows are longer and longer. With the fluttering snowflakes, they gradually become the middle scene of the painting.

So silent, the silver flow gathered behind, and soon turned into the appearance of na'er's silver hair and purple eyes.

She floated not far behind them, stretched out her hands and felt the coolness of the snow. Her eyes reflected the back of Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong in front of her.

My eyes suddenly showed envy

Is this what Qin Jian said, the most moving thing in the world?

It's really... Beautiful

"I slowly listen to the sound of snow falling..."

I don't know when, they began to sing softly.

"Close your eyes and imagine that it won't stop..."

“……”

"Open your eyes, the snow is merciless..."

"Who will compensate for the good times of this life..."

The street came to an end, but they went on through the gate.

"I'll stay with you all my life..."

"... good times."

When we talk, we should go to the white head together, but when we really practice, we will find that only the snow does not cool down, and the snow will soon melt away on top of our heads.

Na'er still floats not far behind them. She doesn't know what's wrong with herself. She can't help waving her hands and using her element control ability.

So, the weather, which was only slowly snowing, gradually became cold and the snowflakes became dense.

Soon, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were covered with snow.

Come true, go to white head together

Qin jianruo raised his eyes and then noticed that na'er turned into silver again and returned to his body.

"Na'er, thank you..." he whispered in his heart.

But no reply was received.

Qin Jian made a little induction and found that na'er unexpectedly

Hang up and shut down.