Douluo's broken love can become stronger

"Hey, why are you here, teacher?"

After seeing off Tang San, Qin Jian glanced out of the corner of his eye and suddenly saw Sword Douluo leaning against a pillar like a wooden man.

"I?"

Sword Douluo came over, glanced at him sideways, walked past him, and walked straight out the door.

"There is nothing I can do. My dear disciple only has eyes for Rongrong, and there is no teacher at all. The teacher can only follow him and take a look."

These words are really sour to the extreme...

Teacher, teacher, my Shura field is already crazy enough, please take it easy and play with me...

"Teacher, teacher, all I see is you, look at you."

Qin Jian walked up with a smile, pointed at his eyes and said, "If you don't believe me, teacher, look at me now to see if it's all you."

Ning Rongrong smiled softly and followed her.

"Don't bother me with all this. How can little girls like them be coaxed by teachers?" Sword Douluo glared.

Alas, if you have a tough mouth, just keep a tough mouth. If you have the ability, don’t raise the corners of your mouth...

Qin Jian curled his lips secretly, then leaned close to Sword Douluo and said: "I heard that the teacher is level 97, so awesome!"

As an old man, you are right to make jokes and flatter me.

Sure enough, the corners of Sword Douluo's mouth began to rise again, and he quickly put it back with a dry cough, and said in a very indifferent tone: "It's nothing, it's just so-so."

"Teacher, you are too humble. There are not many titled Douluo on the mainland higher than level 97!" Qin Jian continued to praise.

Sword Douluo shook his head: "It's not enough. I've only dumped the ghost old man for two levels. I have to dump him for two more levels."

Ning Rongrong could hardly stand listening behind them.

Two more levels of Bone Douluo, isn't that level 99?

Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Jian, I have never seen you speak in such a loud tone. Are you really being praised by Brother Jian?

"Jian'er, we haven't seen each other for five years, and the teacher won't stop you and Rongrong from reuniting, but the teacher wants to test your swordsmanship."

At this time, the three of them had walked out of Yuexuan, but Sword Douluo stopped in the middle of the street, pointing the sword finger of his right hand at Qin Jian: "This is the purpose of the teacher following here."

I don’t know who was so happy eating melon just now…

Qin Jian stopped opposite Sword Douluo and whispered to Ning Rongrong: "Rongrong, get out of the way."

Ning Rongrong nodded and walked to the street.

"You don't need soul power, just condense sword energy, and let the teacher see your current sword practice!"

Sword Douluo didn't even close his sword finger, and there was a sharp sword energy lingering on the sword finger, and he slowly moved forward and stabbed Qin Jian.

Although the speed was slow, it seemed as if thousands of sharp blades were aimed at his body, making Qin Jian's whole body feel cold.

"laugh!"

The next moment, Qin Jian's sword energy gathered on his body. Instead of using quantity to counter his high-quality finger as Sword Douluo expected, it instead condensed into his own finger and stabbed slowly and firmly like him.

"Um?"

Sword Douluo gave a slight doubt, and his hand suddenly accelerated and stabbed Qin Jian's sword finger fiercely.

"Zhengzhengzheng..."

Suddenly, sword shadows shuttled between the two people at high speeds, clashing one after another, exploding thousands of sword energies.

But at the same time, he protected himself and was not hurt by any aftermath.

"good!"

Sword Douluo opened his eyes, drew his sword, pointed straight at the sky, and then suddenly slashed down.

"laugh--"

The harsh whistle of sword energy came, but Qin Jian suddenly stopped his hand. He took three steps back, then stepped back and rushed back again. The sword energy on his body was strong, and the sword fingers gathered the sword energy and sword energy all over his body.

Douluo collided fiercely.

"Puff puff!"

To Ning Rongrong's surprise, this final confrontation, which seemed to be very fierce, did not reveal much sword energy, and was even less powerful than the previous one.

But this time, Sword Douluo's expression changed.

Originally, he was happy to see that Qin Jian's sword skills were not much worse than his own, but at this moment, he clearly noticed that Qin Jian's sword energy was more flexible, and he slowly moved his sword energy.

The sword energy was shattered!

"how so…"

The sword energy gradually subsided between the two.

Sword Douluo, however, seemed to have turned into wood, standing there in a daze, motionless.

"Brother Jian, what's wrong with Grandpa Jian?" Ning Rongrong ran over and asked worriedly.

Qin Jian took her little hand and walked away from Sword Douluo, and said with a smile: "It's okay, teacher, he just saw a bigger world, maybe he will stand there for a few days to digest..."

"Ah? What? A bigger world?"

Ning Rongrong's mouth opened wide: "Brother Jian, you mean that Grandpa Jian has learned something new? About the way of the sword?"

"Um."

Qin Jian nodded affirmatively and said: "Teacher has been able to reach level 97 in the past few years because he has understood the meaning of the sword of protection. Teacher, he has had nothing to worry about in his life. He must have realized it that year to protect me, but

But this is still a bit biased... I just showed him what the true meaning of the sword is."

"Grandpa Jian has been studying sword intent all his life, but he is not as good as you, brother Jian?" Ning Rongrong's eyes widened.

Qin Jian slowly shook his head: "No, in terms of the accumulation of swordsmanship, I am not as good as the teacher. I am just lucky enough to see the right direction, but the teacher is still exploring."

"Brother Jian is so awesome!"

Ning Rongrong immediately looked at him with admiring eyes.

Qin Jian scratched his head a little: "This...talent is all innate and cannot be cultivated by one's own efforts. If you praise me for this, I always feel ashamed."

"That's why Brother Jian is favored by God." Ning Rongrong smiled and hugged his arm.

Qin Jian stretched out his hand to scratch her nose, and chuckled: "Being favored is also coveted. Everything in this world is relatively balanced. If I didn't have these..."

Having said this, he suddenly lowered his eyes, a trace of guilt flashing in his eyes.

He knew that if he was not a love interest, if there was no such thing as a divine test in his body, and he had just awakened his sword spirit and was favored by Sword Douluo, then he would most likely know Ning Rongrong and fall in love for the rest of his life.

Rather than like now, with my heart broken into pieces...

It's evening, the time when the sun sets across the sky, the sunset glows, the breeze comes, and the light fragrance is pleasant.

The two of them walked hand in hand on the streets of Tiandou City. Their long shadows stretched far away and gradually merged into the appearance of one person...

"Brother Jian, don't think about those what-ifs, have you forgotten?"

Ning Rongrong grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "You told me a long time ago that you can regret but don't regret. The hypothetical past is meaningless. If you feel that the present is not good enough,

That’s just because…”

"It's not the end yet!"

The afterglow of the setting sun fell on her smooth side face, reflecting the subtle broken light.

At this moment, Qin Jian felt as if he had seen an angel covered in holy light.

Na'er said that Rongrong is the white moonlight in his heart. This sentence makes sense...

It's really right.