Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Boom!—"

The sky was dark, the wind was howling, and there was lightning and thunder.

Deep in the forest, there is almost no light.

Ning Rongrong hugged her shoulders and carefully followed Qin Jian in the forest.

"Why is it so scary here?"

She couldn't help but said: "Qin Jian, I don't want to leave, I want to get out."

"Can't get out..."

Qin Jian casually opened the small branches in front of him and said casually: "From the moment we come in, we will not be able to get out unless our lives are in danger."

"what?!"

Ning Rongrong exclaimed and stopped.

"Dad didn't tell me that before!"

She widened her eyes and said, "He clearly said it was as fun as an outing..."

Qin Jian stopped with her, turned around and pretended to be surprised: "Rong Rong, didn't the sect master explain the situation and rules here clearly to you?"

"No...no..."

Ning Rongrong started to feel a little scared when she saw him like this: "What on earth is going on? Qin Jian, tell me quickly!"

"This is a closed mimicry training ground. There are only two of us in the whole world..."

Qin Jian sat on the root of the tree, then pulled Ning Rongrong to sit down too, and said: "The landform here changes every month. This time it is a forest, next time it may be a desert, it may be a snow mountain, or it may be It’s the sea.”

Ning Rongrong's eyes gradually widened.

"Not only that, the weather here is even more changeable. Now it's lightning and thunder, but later it may be ****, or it may be extremely hot..."

Qin Jian ignored Ning Rongrong's increasingly horrified gaze and continued: "Also, after we adapt to these, there will be natural disasters, such as volcanic eruptions, snow mountain collapses, etc..."

"Then...can we hide every day? There is a tent in my magic device." Ning Rongrong said with trembling teeth.

Qin Jian sighed helplessly and said, "Then what should we eat every day?"

"Yes, what do we eat every day?" Ning Rongrong asked nervously.

Qin Jian pointed forward and replied: "We will appear at the edge of this space every day, and a tent will appear on the opposite edge symmetrically a hundred miles away, which contains our food and water for the day."

"So every day we have to walk through the entire space to get food and water, no matter what the environment is," he explains.

But after a while, he didn't hear Ning Rongrong's voice.

"Rongrong?"

Qin Jian turned around and saw Ning Rongrong with her head lowered and her hands tightly holding the hem of her skirt.

"Rong Rong, what's wrong with you?" Qin Jian asked.

But Ning Rongrong just lowered her head motionless.

Qin Jian couldn't help but put his hand in front of her eyes and shook it: "Rongrong, please say something..."

"dad!--"

The next moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly jumped up. She jumped directly onto the tree trunk and shouted loudly to the sky: "I! No! Want! In! Here! Here! I want! Go back! -"

Qin Jian: "..."

The outside world observed this scene, Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo looked at each other.

"Dad! I want to go back! I don't want to be here!"

"Don't you love Rongrong anymore? How can you bear to leave Rongrong in such a bad place?"

"Dad! Rongrong please! Rongrong wants to go back!"

"..."

Ning Rongrong vented her grievances to the sky.

But she yelled for a while but didn't receive any response.

This annoyed her.

"Bad dad! Bad dad! Rongrong hates you!"

"If you don't release Rongrong, Rongrong will scold you here for a year!"

"You're a stinky dad! Bad dad!"

"..."

Ning Fengzhi outside was dumbfounded.

Sword Douluo watched from the side and couldn't bear it: "Sect Master, how about we release her?"

Ning Fengzhi hesitated a little, but finally shook her head and said, "No, I finally managed to coax her in, but if I let her out again, my success would be in vain."

"I originally thought that this little guy Qin Jian would bear part of Rongrong's anger. After all, he was also the one who tricked Rongrong into getting in..."

Ning Fengzhi's face was speechless: "It turned out that this guy was lucky. He just washed himself out with an innocent look on his face, causing me to bear all Rongrong's anger."

"Ahem...that little guy is not stupid to begin with..."

Sword Douluo looked at the image in front of him, especially Ning Rongrong's yelling, and said, "Now we can only see how Jian'er can stabilize Rongrong."

"I hope he can find a way..."

Ning Fengzhi sighed, glanced at the console nearby, and suddenly his expression changed: "I'm afraid there isn't much time left for him, the weather is about to change..."

"Boom..."

Qin Jian in the training ground was also keenly aware of this change, because the dark clouds in the sky were getting lower and lower, and the frequency of lightning and thunder was also increasing rapidly.

His expression changed, and he jumped onto the tree trunk, grabbed Ning Rongrong's little arm, and said: "Rongrong, stop making trouble, the sect master will not let you out."

But Ning Rongrong didn't listen at all and kept shouting.

"Rongrong! It's going to rain heavily! If you don't want to be soaked in the rain, we have to hurry up. The sooner we get to the supply tent on the opposite edge, the better!" Qin Jian said loudly.

Unfortunately, Ning Rongrong only calmed down for a moment, and then said to Qin Jian: "Then I won't leave! I don't believe that dad can bear to see me in the rain!"

Qin Jian: "..."

"Boom!—"

The sky is getting darker.

"Rongrong, if that doesn't work, can you put on your poncho first? It's a storm, and there won't be time to cover yourself from the rain."

Qin Jian sat on the tree trunk with a headache. Next to him, Ning Rongrong sat angrily, refusing to listen to anything he said.

"This little girl is just spoiled and too willful. No matter what Qin Jian says is right or not, she just won't listen!"

Ning Fengzhi slapped his hand on the table in anger.

Sword Douluo just watched the two of them closely: "A heavy rain is coming..."

"Crash..."

The storm will come at any time without any time to prepare.

In an instant, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were soaked to the skin.

Ning Rongrong was still staring blankly at the sky, as if he was angry with Ning Fengzhi.

But Qin Jian couldn't see her mistreating him so much, so he quickly took out two ponchos from the magic weapon.

"I don't want to wear—"

But before the poncho reached Ning Rongrong, she was thrown out.

Qin Jian frowned and had to put it on himself first, then held the cloak to cover Ning Rongrong's head.

His face was a little serious: "Rongrong, this is a test for you from the sect master. If you continue to be so willful, you will only disappoint him."

But Ning Rongrong, who was in a stubborn and willful state, couldn't possibly listen: "I won't listen! I won't listen! I won't listen!"

She stretched out her hands and covered her ears hard...

Qin Jian took a deep breath and suddenly put the poncho on her body without hesitation. Ning Rongrong naturally struggled.

But the next moment she was frightened, because Qin Jian's face was extremely cold.

He yelled in the wind and rain: "Put it on!"