Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

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"Brother Jian, do you want us to stay in a tent?" Ning Rongrong asked in surprise.

Qin Jian nodded and said: "I asked the elder to come here and we stayed there. I personally decorated the tent and the inside."

When the door curtain was lifted, two people walked in. As expected, they were exactly the same.

"Wow…"

Ning Rongrong was so excited that she kicked off her shoes and lay down on the bed.

It was soft and the bed made her happy. She giggled and couldn't help but roll around a few times.

"Brother Jian, please come up quickly!" she called.

Qin Jian smiled, then took off his coat, slowly sat on the bed, and held Ning Rongrong's limp body in his arms.

"Ugh..."

Ning Rongrong buried herself in his chest and made a comfortable sound.

"Rongrong..."

At this moment, Qin Jian suddenly said slowly, "Rongrong...if...I leave...what will happen to you?"

As if a sledgehammer fell on his heart, Ning Rongrong was shocked and suddenly raised his head: "Why... why did you leave?"

"Nothing...I was just joking,..."

Qin Jian smiled lightly at this moment and brought the topic to an end.

"wrong…"

But the girl's sixth sense is so sharp. Ning Rongrong's face began to look uneasy: "Brother Jian, you are a bit strange today. You have opened the mimicry training ground and prepared a tent..."

"It's nothing. Don't think blindly while I'm here."

Qin Jian was gentle and touched her soft, long hair.

But Ning Rongrong didn't feel relieved. What happened recently, everything came flooding into his mind: "Brother Jian, you have been very strange recently. Rongrong felt like you were making up for something. Give me the best. The soul ring has today." And he made a deal with Poison Douluo..."

"You...are you really,...really,...going to...leave me..."

The girl had tears in her eyes.

Qin Jian suddenly turned his head and quickly wiped the back of his hand from the corner of his eyes. Then he turned back and said with a smile: "Don't think too much, can I tell you a story? Before Zhang Xiaofan, the story hasn't reached the end yet..."

"Zhang Xiaofan, story..."

Ning Rongrong murmured, repeated the sentence and suddenly said: "Brother Jian, since you haven't talked about the finale, are you just waiting for now...you...what are you going to do..."

Even though she is like a child at ordinary times, the most important thing is that her mind is as sharp as a mature woman.

Qin Jian didn't answer her and just held her in his arms.

"Rong Rong told you about the Qingyun crisis last time. The entire Qingyun Mountain was surrounded by the Ghost King Sect and they had already reached the Yuqing Palace..."

"And because of Baguio's disappearance, Zhang Xiaofan completely collapsed in Caomiao Village and slowly recovered through Lu Xueqi's companionship..."

"On this day, he seemed to be summoned by something and came to Huanyue Cave, the place where the ancient sword of Zhu Xian is kept..."

"It's still so difficult to walk the path of the phantom moon again..."

"One person travels across thousands of mountains and rivers..."

"There is a shadow walking alone in the snowy mountains at dusk..."

"Zhang Xiaofan burst into tears..."

"Whether he wants to be lonely or immortal in this life, he wants..."

Qin Jian's voice was slightly choked.

"He wants... just to be with the person he loves..."

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and her eyes were filled with mist.

But Qin Jian smiled at this time: "Finally, he has obtained the Ancient Sword of Zhuxian, and he is recognized as having the power to reach heaven and earth..."

"He defeated the Ghost King and Asura...but he didn't get what he wanted..."

"Many years ago, Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan looked at each other and smiled in Caomiao Village..."

"The eaves are green, the clothes are tied at the corners, and the golden bells... sound crisply in the wind, and the bells ring..."

"This...is the end..."

Qin Jian lowered his head and said, "Rong Rong, do you know? I particularly like Zhang Xiaofan because I am just like him..."

"I don't want power, I don't want loneliness, I just want to be with my beloved, the person I love..."

Ning Rongrong was stunned, looking at him shedding tears for no apparent reason.

She seemed to have a premonition of something...

"But this world is always like this. It won't give you what you want, and if it's not what you want, things will always account for nine out of ten..."

Ning Rongrong cried but Qin Jian smiled.

"Just like that lonely monkey, if you want love, you have to give up your power; if you want power, you have to give up love..."

"But how can he protect love when he doesn't have the power? Why should he lose love when he has the power..."

Qin Jian raised his head to prevent the mist from flowing down his eyes.

"Fate is so cruel, but we don't have the strength to resist..."

He looked down at Ning Rongrong, and the light in her eyes gradually condensed.

I finally made up my mind...

"Rongrong's fate is unfair, but I insist on fighting it to the end. That's why..."

But underneath him, the words could not be uttered because Ning Rongrong suddenly raised his head and couldn't help but shed tears.

"Brother Jian!"

She suddenly interrupted Qin Jian and said quickly, "Brother Jian, can you please let me accompany you?"

"If you have to fight against fate, I will accompany you!"

"I'll be with you no matter what you do!"

The tears flowed faster and faster...

"Don't leave me, okay..."

She carefully grasped Qin Jian's sleeve.

"Rongrong can give you whatever you want..."

"Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect can give it to you..."

"Rongrong can give it to you..."

"I can give you anything..."

She grabbed her sleeves, her little hands getting tighter and tighter.

"Rongrong is willing to be the one to accompany you all the time, Lu Xueqi..."

"Don't leave me...please..."

"Don't leave me, okay..."

No one has ever experienced lovelorn, and no one will ever know how painful their heart will be at this moment.

Mixed with despair, heartache is brought about, and the heart is real and twitching.

It's like a knife cutting!

But Qin Jian was still smiling: "Come, Rongrong, eat this Qiluo Tulip..."

"I won't eat, I won't eat..."

Ning Rongrong shook her head again and again.

"Don't let me, dear, and all your hard work go to waste, okay?"

Qin Jian gently placed Qiluo Tulip on Ning Rongrong's mouth: "Come and open your mouth..."

Ning Rongrong shed tears and opened her mouth. Qiluo Tulip immediately turned into purity, and energy poured into her body.

Her heart is willful, but she doesn't want to let down Qin Jian.

The huge energy forced her to enter the cultivation state instantly and she was unable to do anything else.

Qin Jian waited until Ning Rongrong closed her eyes and entered the cultivation state and two lines of tears slowly flowed down.

Those who don't see it can finally stop having to endure it.

He gently raised his hand and slowly placed it on Ning Rongrong's smooth cheek.

"Rongrong..."

He choked slightly and said: "Rongrong... you are me, my fiancée... I will protect you from harm even if I die..."

"Wait for me...must wait for me..."

"Wait until I come back to marry you!"

He finally stood up quickly and rushed towards the door curtain, but when he lifted the door curtain, he stopped involuntarily at that moment.

The young man looked back again, as if he wanted to carve that little figure into his mind.

Then he walked out and never looked back...