Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Ahhh!"

In the forest where mimicry is practiced, there are drizzles that bring coolness.

In the woods, a young figure knelt on the ground.

He kept tapping his heart, but it couldn't relieve the pain at all.

He burst into tears...

What hurts people's hearts in this world is never swords or battles, but the despair and pain that arises when the true feelings from the bottom of the heart are torn to pieces.

"Ahhh!"

Mimicry training...palace training...graduation performance...hunting soul beasts...

So many memories, so many sweet pasts, I no longer have them from now on.

He cried bitterly...

External surveillance room.

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo stood quietly.

If you look carefully, you can see that Sword Douluo's lips are trembling slightly, and even Ning Fengzhi's eyes are a little moist.

"Sigh... Such a good boy... Why does God have trouble with him..." Ning Fengzhi sighed in a low voice.

Originally, he was extremely angry after learning about Qin Jian's love god Jiukao, wishing to separate them forever, but now he couldn't help but be moved when he saw Qin Jian's various behaviors.

How many people in the world can have such sincere affection!

"It's just that it's too difficult to become a god. I, the teacher, can't protect him!"

boom!

Sword Douluo punched the table hard, and the table immediately fell into pieces.

At this moment, within the light curtain, a bright purple soul ring slowly lit up on the struggling Qin Jian.

"This is the second soul ring, a soul ring that is more than a thousand years old!"

Ning Fengzhi said in shock: "It turns out that you have to fall out of love to get a soul ring. How could such a thing happen?"

"Fengzhi, I'm going to send the sword away..."

Sword Douluo suddenly walked towards the door: "As a teacher, I can't help much, but I must know his next plan..."

"Let's go together..." Ning Fengzhi stepped forward and said.

When the two of them arrived at the exit of the training ground, Qin Jian's soulless figure also stepped out.

He was slightly in a trance, until he realized that Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo were standing in front of him, and his eyes slowly focused.

"Teacher... and... Sect Master..." He lowered his head and said.

He should have called Uncle Ning, but at this moment he couldn't say it out.

"You..."

Ning Fengzhi patted his shoulder and said gently: "It's better to call him Uncle Ning. No matter what, you are also Rongrong's fiancé..."

"Ning...Uncle Ning..."

Qin Jian was a little stunned: "Are you still willing to recognize our engagement?"

Ning Fengzhi nodded lightly and said, "I just hope you won't let Rongrong down in the future, and don't let down such a passionate affection."

"Where do you plan to go next?" Sword Douluo stepped forward and asked with concern.

Qin Jian said softly: "After I obtained the second soul ring, my target for the next exam appeared, so I want to go to Tianshui College."

"Tianshui Academy?"

Sword Douluo nodded slightly: "It seems that that person should be a student of Tianshui Academy, right? Fortunately, you got an invitation from Tianshui Academy."

"Qin Jian."

At this moment, Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but interrupt: "Even if you have to fall out of love eight times in the future, as a father, I still hope that the person you love most will always be Rongrong."

Qin Jian looked at him, looked at Ning Rongrong's father, and then said softly: "Rongrong... is my first love... she will always be the most special one..."

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly: "Rongrong's cultivation will not last long. If you want to leave, do it now."

"Uncle Ning, please give this letter to Rongrong for me."

Qin Jian took out a letter and handed it over.

After Ning Fengzhi took it, he slowly turned around, finally looked back at the entrance of the Mimicry Training Ground, and then headed towards the gate of the Qibao Glazed Sect.

"and many more…"

Ning Fengzhi's strange voice suddenly sounded from behind: "Your Ocean Heart... didn't fall off?"

Qin Jian stopped when he heard the words. He touched his forehead and felt the refreshing breath there: "My heart of the ocean is always there."

Ning Fengzhi's eyes fluctuated for a moment, and then he said: "You are very good...really very good...go ahead...I will wait for you to come back and marry Rongrong..."

Not long after Qin Jian left, Ning Rongrong finally finished her training.

"Buzz!"

Light bloomed from his body, and his martial spirit appeared.

"This fluctuation is at least level 27!"

Ning Fengzhi stood beside the bed and asked in disbelief: "What did Qin Jian give Rongrong to eat?"

Sword Douluo quickly stepped forward and grabbed Ning Rongrong's wrist. After checking it, he said, "Fortunately, it's not the kind of drug with overdraft potential."

"wait wait wait…"

Ning Fengzhi's voice suddenly stuttered: "Jian...Uncle Jian...how many floors does Rongrong's glazed tower have...Am I dazzled?"

"It seems like...the ninth floor?"

Sword Douluo also looked a little uncertain.

The two looked at each other...

"Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda!"

The next moment, both of them exclaimed at the same time.

"The tulip that Qin Jian gave Rongrong to eat actually allowed Rongrong's martial spirit to evolve... From now on, the strongest auxiliary martial spirit can also grow into a titled Douluo!"

Ning Fengzhi took a few deep breaths before suppressing the shock in his heart.

His face was filled with emotion: "This little guy Qin Jian is a great contributor to our Qibao Glazed Sect!"

"Brother Jian!"

At this moment, Ning Rongrong finally opened her eyes.

Without any pause, she almost blurted out: "Don't leave!"

Then she realized that it was not Qin Jian who appeared in front of her, but Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo.

"Dad, where is Brother Jian?" Ning Rongrong asked loudly.

The look of her looking around anxiously made Ning Fengzhi's nose feel slightly sour, but he still said: "Rongrong, Qin Jian...has left..."

"what!"

Ning Rongrong exclaimed and ran out of the tent the next moment, but was blocked by Sword Douluo at the door.

"Grandpa Jian, get out of the way! I'm going to get Brother Jian back!"

Ning Rongrong wanted to go around Sword Douluo, but Ning Fengzhi grabbed his arm from behind: "Rongrong, don't go, he has been gone for a long time, you can't catch up."

"Really...really..."

Ning Rongrong turned around tremblingly, tears streaming down her face again.

Ning Fengzhi nodded lightly.

"Why... why... he... wants to leave me..."

Ning Rongrong's body softened and she slowly sat down on the ground.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, the blue tears on her eyebrows began to sparkle.

"Tears of the Ocean!"

Ning Fengzhi's eyes moved.

Ning Rongrong was startled and hurriedly reached out to cover her brows, but she felt her palms went cold and tears of the ocean fell into her hands.

"My tears of the ocean...are separated..."

Her eyes were stunned and she was crying.

"He doesn't want me anymore... He doesn't want me anymore..."

"What did I do wrong..."

"How could he...don't want me anymore..."

Ning Fengzhi felt unspeakable in her heart when she saw her precious daughter being injured like this.

Because he knows that no one is wrong, it is the rules of this world that are wrong...

"Rongrong..."

Ning Fengzhi squatted down so that his eyes were level with Ning Rongrong.

"Dad wants to tell you one thing, that is..."

"Qin Jian's Ocean Tears have not fallen off!"