Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Jian'er, what level is your soul power now?"

That night, after finally waiting for Ning Rongrong to fall asleep, Sword Douluo carefully woke up Qin Jian and brought him out.

"Oh, Rongrong is too clingy to you now. It's hard for me, the teacher, to talk to you alone..." Sword Douluo said speechlessly.

Qin Jian scratched his head and said, "Teacher, my soul power is now...level 19."

"Level 19..."

Although this improvement was extremely large, there was not much surprise on Sword Douluo's face: "It's not beyond my expectations. When I saw that you could fuse the tears of the ocean, I knew that you should reach the level 20 soul soon. Stronger."

"Well, with just one opportunity, I will be able to reach level 20, and then..."

Qin Jian's voice suddenly dropped.

"Jian'er, you are also treating Rongrong now..." Sword Douluo hesitated to speak.

But Qin Jian obviously understood what he meant. He nodded and said, "Teacher, I really like Rongrong, otherwise I wouldn't be able to fuse the Tears of the Ocean."

"Then what will you do when you reach level 20? Do you really want to separate?" Sword Douluo frowned.

Qin Jian slowly shrank up and sat on the sofa with his hands on his knees: "Teacher, I can't bear it... I don't know what to do..."

"But I must become stronger and become a god, otherwise I will be eaten!" He whispered.

Sword Douluo frowned, and his expression suddenly changed: "Then can you tell Rongrong all this? Maybe she can understand, and you can give her a promise."

Qin Jian shook his head, raised his head and said: "No, teacher, the biggest prerequisite for the ninth test of the god position is that you can't tell the other party all this!"

Sword Douluo covered his forehead with his right hand: "I'm afraid that if you are really determined to separate, the sect master will tear you alive..."

Qin Jian put his head on his knees dejectedly and said, "Teacher, if it doesn't work out, you can tell the sect leader some things about the ninth test of the divine position. As long as you don't tell Rongrong."

Sword Douluo raised his eyebrows and said, "I think you might as well find a way to make an engagement first."

"Marriage...engagement contract..."

Qin Jian opened his mouth: "Teacher, Rongrong and I are only ten years old this year, so we are going to get engaged?"

Sword Douluo nodded as if it was serious and said: "Think about it, if the sect leader knows about your ninth test for the divine position, it means that you will have relationships with eight women after you leave Rongrong. This will How can a father accept..."

"I believe that the sect leader would rather marry Rongrong to a poor boy than let her wait for you for so long and be dejected."

Sword Douluo said: "If you were asked to completely lose Rongrong, would you be willing?"

"Total loss?!"

As if being hit in the heart by a sledgehammer, Qin Jian's face instantly turned pale.

"Alas, this ninth test for the divine position is really difficult for you. After all, you are not born with an indifferent and heartless temperament..." Sword Douluo sighed.

Qin Jian took a breath and said: "After all, I have inherited the position of the Supreme God. There is no simple assessment. If I am really indifferent and unfeeling, maybe the requirement will be to fall deeply in love with someone..."

Sword Douluo nodded silently: "You little guy can see through it."

"Qin Jian..."

Just when the two fell into silence, there was suddenly the sound of kicking slippers.

Then the two of them saw Ning Rongrong walking out of the bedroom, rubbing her eyes: "Qin Jian... why are you up... I can't sleep..."

"It's okay, I'll be back..."

Qin Jian hurriedly stood up, said goodbye to Sword Douluo, then took Ning Rongrong's little hand and went back to the room together.

Sword Douluo watched the two people's backs and couldn't help but sigh again: "This year's closed training is a bit too powerful. This little girl Rongrong is so attached to Jian'er now that she can hardly be separated for a moment..."

"Fortunately, I have only swords in my life and have never had any feelings between men and women..."

"Qin sword, love sword, one sword with two edges, hurts others and hurts yourself..."

"..."

Soon, a few days passed.

Originally, Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong only had to follow the eldest prince, the imperial prince Xue Qinghe, directly into the palace.

But the little princess of the Qibao Glazed Sect and the direct disciple of the pinnacle Douluo Sword Douluo were coming to participate in the court etiquette training. This was of great political significance in the eyes of Emperor Xue Ye.

So a reception was arranged in advance.

As a result, Xue Qinghe brought Ning Rongrong and Qin Jian with a large and small convoy, and then even Ning Fengzhi entered the palace, and Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo were naturally inseparable from him.

"Qin Jian, why do you keep looking at me?"

In the snow-white carriage, the young prince, about 20 years old, looked as gentle as jade. He or she noticed Qin Jian's gaze from time to time, and couldn't help but reveal a friendly smile.

"It's okay, I'm just curious about His Royal Highness."

Qin Jian withdrew his eyes.

No one noticed the flash of pink sword energy in his eyes.

The first soul skill, the Sword of Charm!

From the moment they met, Qin Jian never failed to seize the opportunity to unleash his soul skills on Xue Qinghe.

He was very wary of the successor to the Seraph Spirit of the Spirit Hall, not as a rival on the battlefield, but as a rival in love.

So it was better to strike first. The other party was not Ning Rongrong anyway, so he had no idea of ​​her true feelings.

Besides, even if she is not one of the lovelorn partners in the future, she is still one of the final bosses. If she can bring the battlefield into a love scene, it will save a lot of trouble...

His first soul skill is silent when the opponent does not use soul power. Although it is generally most effective against soul masters with low or similar soul power, it will be greatly reduced because the opponent's soul power is higher. The effect is also extraordinary.

Xue Qinghe felt a little dizzy in her head. She didn't know why, but she had a good impression of Qin Jian from the first moment she saw him, and as time went by, this good impression gradually became stronger.

Is it possible that a 20-year-old fell in love with a ten-year-old boy at first sight...

She couldn't help but shake her head and smile.

"You don't have to be curious. We will participate in etiquette training together for half a year, and we will naturally become familiar with it by then."

She showed a friendly smile again.

Qin Jian nodded repeatedly, then looked at her and released his first soul skill again...

This man poisoned the second prince Xue Luochuan of the Tiandou Empire at the age of 14, and poisoned the third prince Xue Kezang at the age of 15. He forcefully forced the fourth prince Xue Beng to pretend to be a playboy for more than ten years, and even Prince Xue Xing pretended to be a playboy. The incompetent prince.

She thought that showing a few friendly smiles could affect Qin Jian's senses. That was absolutely impossible!

The first soul skill, I release, I release, I continue to release...

Xue Qinghe suddenly reached out and rubbed his temples, and said softly: "It's strange, why do I always feel dizzy today? Is it because I didn't get any rest last night?"

"cough…"

The three of them were sitting not far away, so when Qin Jian heard her words, he immediately knew that the dose of charm released was too great, and he might be discovered if he continued, so he hurriedly withdrew his soul skill...