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"We! We're not afraid—"

The boys and girls turned to the sky and let out their childish roars.

At this time, behind the two of them, a purple sword and a green pagoda emerged, slowly merging together through their tightly held hands.

The two of them felt blessed, and at the same time stretched out their palms to push forward: "Martial soul fusion skills, sword tower body protection!"

"Clang clang..."

"Kakaka…"

Endless purple sword energy surged out of Qin Jian's body, spinning around the two of them at high speed, and finally slowly transformed into the shape of a purple sword tower.

"boom!--"

The collapsing snow-capped mountains also submerged them at this moment, and the sword tower was instantly covered with heavy white snow.

"what!"

The disciples of the Qibao Glazed Sect in the outside world all exclaimed in surprise.

Ning Fengzhi, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were the only three who remained indifferent. They actually no longer looked nervous at this time.

"I can't believe it, I can't believe it, I can't believe it..." Bone Douluo murmured in a low voice.

"Yeah, I really can't think of it..."

Ning Fengzhi put his hands on the crutches, his eyes full of amazement: "I didn't expect Rongrong and Qin Jian to be able to use martial soul fusion skills. It seems that this has never happened before in the history of our Qibao Glazed Sect."

"What's even more amazing is that one of them has an attack-type martial spirit and the other an auxiliary-type martial spirit. It's theoretically impossible for them to fuse." Bone Douluo added.

The two of them were talking one by one, but Jian Douluo didn't say a word. He just held his chin and pondered: "Is this also the result of deepening feelings? Jian'er's abilities are really getting more and more amazing..."

"Boom boom boom..."

The collapse of the snow-capped mountains lasted for a long time, and the eyes of everyone outside also stared at it without blinking for a long time.

Until the snow flow stops and the earth turns into a white ocean...

"where are they?"

"Did it work? Did they succeed?"

"Look there! There's purple light!"

"..."

Everyone was gesticulating and talking.

Soon everyone's attention was attracted by a purple light in the center of the snow, and the light and shadow in front of them also moved closer to that side.

Until a purple spire appeared in everyone's eyes...

"boom!"

At this moment, light exploded from the purple sword tower, steaming away all the surrounding snowflakes.

Only then did everyone realize that what was buried under the snow was a seven-story purple sword tower.

In the center of the tower, the boy and girl hugged each other tightly!

"They're okay! They're okay!"

"I made it through! I finally made it through, hahaha..."

"That was the martial soul fusion skill just now, right? The two of them actually activated the martial soul fusion skill!"

"..."

The outside world is completely boiling.

Ning Fengzhi and others also smiled happily.

This success, which had not been seen in a thousand years, not only gave birth to Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong, a pair of incomparable partners, but also inadvertently enhanced the cohesion of the sect.

"This little girl Rongrong finally lived up to my expectations."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said: "Okay, let's release these two little guys quickly."

The elders of the sect heard this and immediately started to take action.

"Buzz!"

Soon, a whirlpool-like exit appeared.

Everyone waited quietly on both sides until the boy and girl held hands and slowly appeared in everyone's sight...

The two stopped at the door. They didn't know whether it was the crowds of people outside that frightened them, or whether they were suddenly reluctant to live inside.

This year of wind, frost, rain and snow, they finally made it through!

"Rongrong...Qin Jian..."

Ning Fengzhi stood in the center, her face full of warmth: "Welcome home!"

"Welcome home!"

Suddenly, everyone said in unison.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong were slightly stunned.

Then Qin Jian let go of Ning Rongrong's little hand...

Sure enough, she rushed over the next moment: "Dad——"

Ning Fengzhi hurriedly hugged her tightly and said repeatedly: "It'll be nice to come back, it'll be nice to come back..."

Qin Jian was not as casual as Ning Rongrong. He still cupped his fists to signal to everyone around him, and then walked towards Sword Douluo: "Teacher, I'm back."

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back..."

Sword Douluo seemed to be possessed by Ning Fengzhi and kept saying this...

For a long time.

The crowd here slowly dispersed, but the records set by Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong will be firmly remembered by everyone, and will even be recorded in the sect's classics.

This year, ten-year-old Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong awakened the martial soul fusion skill Sword Tower Body Protection, and successfully passed the last level that had not been seen in thousands of years, leaving a mark in the history of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect...

Finally returned to Sword Douluo's residence, the two-story building that Qin Jian was most familiar with.

The fatigue accumulated over the past year finally slowly came back. He didn't even say hello to Sword Douluo, but just walked into the room and threw himself into the soft big bed...

Within a moment, the sound of heavy breathing could be heard.

Sword Douluo stood quietly by the bed and looked at the boy who had grown one year older, with an indescribable look of relief in his eyes.

Even though he had great confidence in Qin Jian, even though he had long thought about the possibility of Qin Jian breaking through, but knowing the difficulty of the last level, he was still in a daze at that moment...

"I never expected that the disciple I accepted on a whim would end up with such talent and tenacity..."

He naturally attributed all the credit for the two of them to pass the final level to Qin Jian.

After all, Ning Rongrong's spoiled personality was unlikely to be able to break out with Qin Jian.

"Qin Jian Qin Jian..."

Suddenly, a petite figure broke in.

Sword Douluo looked back and said in surprise: "Rongrong?"

"Ah? Grandpa Jian..."

Ning Rongrong suddenly saw Sword Douluo, and instead of rushing toward him like before, he looked a little strange.

"What? Did my little Rongrong come here specially to see Grandpa Jian?"

Sword Douluo glanced at the sleeping Qin Jian and said with a smile.

"Ah...I...I..."

Ning Rongrong put her hands behind her back, turned on her toes, lowered her head and said, "I came here to sleep..."

"sleep?"

Jian Douluo asked curiously: "You don't seem to live at Grandpa Jian's place, right?"

Ning Rongrong's little face turned a little red: "I... I have to sleep with Qin Jian to sleep..."

Jian Douluo raised his eyebrows: "So that's it...then you won't be living with Grandpa Jian forever from now on?"

Seeing that Ning Rongrong's head almost dropped to her chest, Sword Douluo stopped teasing her: "You guys go to sleep, Grandpa Jian is out."

As soon as Sword Douluo went out, Ning Rongrong hurriedly closed the door, kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and lay down next to Qin Jian.

"call…"

She breathed a sigh of relief, then turned her body sideways and pressed close to Qin Jian.

Qin Jian seemed to feel something while he was sleeping. He did not open his eyes, but stretched out his right hand and skillfully held Ning Rongrong's small body in his arms.

Just like this, the two of you leaned on me and I held you in my arms, one big and one small, sleeping together in harmony.

The sound of heavy breathing gradually sounded alternately in the room...