Knowing the relationship between Ning Qianyan and Ning Xiaoran, Qin Jian's heart stepped out again, and behind him, tears fell from Ning Xiaoran's eyes.

Okay, good......

Think I won't be!

Think I don't dare!

Don't you think I'm enough!

......

"Dye'er, what are you going to do!!"

Surprised, Ning Jianzhong was about to go crazy, his baby daughter was actually ...... Broke free from his grip and jumped......

Qin Jian's heart beat violently, but he felt that at this moment, Ning Qian moved, so, he breathed a sigh of relief, and after hearing everyone's exclamations, he stepped out of the gate of Jianzhong University.

Without looking back, he walked in the direction of his home.

"Dye !!"

Upstairs, Ning Jianzhong was so frightened by the scene in front of him that his legs were weak, but fortunately, he ...... Caught it, it is worthy of being a sword warrior, or a sword warrior who stepped into the supreme realm many years ago, Ning Jianzhong sighed in his heart.

Downstairs, Ning Qianyu hugged Ning Xiaoran, whose body was trembling, she sobbed continuously, her tear-stained face, and her eyes staring at the school gate deadly, her eyes were full of confusion.

Left...... He was gone, those vows, those words, those sweet words, those ...... It's gone, it's gone, he's going to break his promise......

"Ran'er, don't be too sad, Qin Jian...... He loves you, but now, he feels that he is not qualified enough, not qualified enough to have you, to protect you, to care for you, he said for three years...... Will come to you in three years, but ...... Need you to wait......"

Ning Qianyu sighed, with a sigh in his heart.

"Three years...... I'm old for three years......! I'll wait...... It doesn't matter if it's three years or five years...... Will wait, I will wait!"

Vitality and hope appeared in Ning Xiaoran's eyes, her lips trembled, and she muttered to herself.

"Alas!"

Ning Qianyan glanced at the direction in which Qin Jian left, glanced at Ning Xiaoran, looked at Ning Jianzhong, and felt a lot of emotion in her heart, she hugged Ning Xiaoran and tapped the ground, came to the window where Ning Jianzhong was standing, and grabbed Ning Jianzhong.

"It's time to leave!"

Then, the three of them were wrapped in a rainbow light, which soared into the sky, flew into the sky, drew a bright and beautiful arc-long rainbow light, and finally disappeared without a trace.

"Fairy !!"

Everyone present, except for Concubine Qi Xue, was amazed, and their eyes always looked in the direction where the three people left.

"Sword Rainbow Realm!"

Concubine Qi Xue sighed and muttered to herself.

Teacher Ning Xiaoran can abandon life and death for the sake of his love, so infatuated?

If it were me, would it be so?

No!

I wouldn't be so stupid!

Come to think of it.

She looked at Wang Shaojun, who was still in a state of fainting on the ground, and sighed, she took out her pink delicate mobile phone and dialed the emergency number, not that she was worried about Wang Shaojun or anything, but she didn't want Wang Shaojun to die like this, lest Qin Jian would be hunted down more terrifyingly.

After making the call, she turned and left.

As for where it went...... I don't know.

What's going on?

Everyone was amazed, and until now, they don't know what's going on.

Qin Jian returned home.

In the past, no matter how many times he went home, he had never been so sad.

Now, his mind is inexplicable, he is lamenting his weakness and incompetence.

At this moment, if he is so powerful that it is terrifying, if it is so powerful that it is subdued, like Ning Qianyu, how can he escape, how can he entrust his dyeing to Ning Qianyu, a peerless master.

Three years!

Three years!

Three-year !!

Thinking of this, Qin Jian punched out and hit it

on the walls of the house.

Boom!

There was a loud bang.

He blasted the wall and a hole was revealed.

His hands were covered in blood, and the edges of the holes in the walls were stained with blood.

His eyes changed, his teeth tightened, and the sword energy in his body surged, at this moment, the sword ring faintly exuded wisps of imperceptible evil qi, which was affecting Qin Jian's mind little by little.

Qin Jian's entire mind was on what he was about to escape, and he didn't notice the phenomenon of the Sword Art Ring.

"Alas!"

With a sigh, Qin Jian withdrew his fist and looked at the wound on the back of his hand, the sword was running, and the wound recovered at the speed of the naked eye, and in half a minute, it had completely healed.

But a streak of blood flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Internal Injuries ......"

He coughed several times, and the hand covering his mouth was stained red.

His eyelids twitched, and he didn't immediately meditate cross-legged to adjust his injury.

Instead, he took out a pen and paper from his schoolbag and wrote some handwriting, which was left for Wang Wenbing, thinking like this in his heart, his thoughts were inexplicable.

After writing, I held the water-based pen in my hand and inserted it towards the paper on the table, and the water-based pen directly penetrated the corner of the paper and inserted it into the inner five centimeters of the table.

"I'm sorry, Wen Bing, I'm sorry, junior sister, senior brother...... Gotta go!"

I feel emotional, helpless, and reluctant in my heart.

Thinking back to the bits and pieces of himself and Wang Wenbing, he felt dull, bored, and sad in his heart......

Thinking about it, in his eyes, somehow, two tears actually flowed down, hot tears fell, and Qin Jian's heart trembled.

He jerked into his face and was surprised to find that it was tears.

Will I shed tears?

I'm going to cry!

I'm going to cry!!

Qin Jian's body trembled, his body shook, and he took two steps back in disbelief.

He vaguely remembered that in the middle of this year, his grandfather passed away, he didn't cry, he didn't shed a single tear, those who had some friendship with Qin Liu before his death, they all came to help him cremate his grandfather Qin Liu, because Qin Jian didn't cry, didn't shed a single tear, and those people were sighing that Qin Liu raised a white-eyed wolf and raised an unfilial descendant.

Originally, some people saw that Qin Jian was pitiful and wanted to raise him, but they gave up because of these things.

Some people are still accusing Qin Jian of being a disaster star and a disaster, maybe Qin Liu's death was caused by Qin Jian's disaster star and disaster.

Qin Jian silently endured this, and he didn't say a word to refute it.

Grandpa Qin Liu's death is a fact, an irretrievable fact, superfluous disputes are useless, even if he argues with others, he will not gain anything.

After being excluded and blamed, Qin Jian's original lonely and cold character became even more lonely.

No friends, no playmates, no loved ones...... Only grandfather Qin Liu is gone......

It's not that he's cold-blooded, he's ruthless, it's ...... He seems to ...... Born like this, born not to understand what emotions are, what sadness is, why not tears......

Sigh! sigh! sigh!

Qin Jian took his clothes, as well as some daily necessities...... It was all put into the sword ring, and there was the only relic worth remembering Grandpa Qin Liu, the ancient wall clock on the wall.

Caressing the wall clock of the old dragon clock, Qin Jian sighed again in his heart, recalled some past events in his mind, and sighed again.

Qin Jian muttered to himself: Grandpa, Jian'er is leaving, but don't worry, Jian'er will come back, and he will return to an important place that belongs to our grandfather, a place full of memories.

Saying that, he had packed all his things and stood on the doorrail of the hall, he looked back, looked at the hall, looked at the room, and looked at Grandpa Qin Liu's room.

Sigh helplessly

, turn around and walk towards the yard.

With his feet tapping on the ground, he rushed to the roof.

Then he rushed towards the mountain behind his home.

......

Come to the place where he found the treasure land.

"I'll breathe my injuries right here, and then make other plans. ”

As he spoke, he sat cross-legged and tried to recover from his injuries.

After half an hour, Qin Jian's injuries healed and he stood up.

With an awe-inspiring expression and clenched fists, he glanced in the direction of his home.

Wen Bing...... Bye. ”

Thinking like this, he had already turned away.

"Falling King Peak. ”

Qin Jian identified a place in his heart, which was the place where he was forced to break through the sword state of mind and live a life of nine deaths, although the old immortal did not send any message, but his heart changed because of this mountain, this matter has no follow-up, he must go and see, perhaps, he can feel some clues when he breaks through the sword vein realm.

With such a thought, Qin Jian walked alone in the direction of Luowang Peak.

This time, he didn't go by car.

He hit the road on foot.

There is no road close to the main road, and the remote mountain road is walked......

Xiao Qingxiang's home.

Four girls were lying on a large bed, although the bed was large and comfortable, it was still a little crowded, after all, there were four people on it.

These four girls are none other than Xiao Qingxiang, Wang Wenbing, Yang Xinqi and Lan Yan.

Yesterday, they had a great conversation at the celebration.

Talking all night about Wang Wenbing's cultivation of the realm sword state of mind caused everyone to go to bed at three o'clock.

Even Xiao Qingxiang's single mother came to call, but she didn't call them, and in desperation, her mother could only call the school to ask for leave for these people.

......

On the way to the peak of the king.

Qin Jian walked while looking at the English textbook he was clutching in his hand.

You can't stop learning, otherwise Dye will get angry.

Thinking of this, Qin Jian cheered up, studied seriously, and memorized the texts as he walked.

If it is an ordinary person, you must not be able to study while walking, but Qin Jian is a sword martial artist, his perception is sharp, and his memory is very good, learning while walking is a trivial matter, and it is very efficient.

"Even if I am forced to leave, my grades will not fall, and I will take the college entrance examination!"

Qin Jian had such a thought brewing in his heart.

......

After walking for nearly two hours, Qin Jian stopped.

If he used his sword strength to run to Luowang Peak, Qin Jian should have arrived in less than half an hour, but he didn't do so, his mind gradually calmed down, and he planned to go on foot, while refining his mind, while cultivating, self-cultivation is also very important, although the improvement of sword martial arts is imminent.

Putting away the textbook he had finished, Qin Jian took out the Absolute Intent Sword and slashed, and now, somehow, he was able to control the sword qi in his muscles and bones to resist the erosion of the evil blood source.

Or he was used to the erosion of the evil blood source, but he wouldn't care about this, after all, it was a good thing that he was no longer corrupted by the evil blood source, so he could also use the sword of absolute intent at will.

The difference between the power of 'Instant Kill' cast by the Sword of Absolute Intent and the power of 'Instant Kill' cast with your fingers is not half a star, in short, it is a good thing to be able to use the Sword of Absolute Intent.

Although the Sword of Absolute Intent still exudes evil aura all the time!

'Instant Kill'

Qin Jian held the Absolute Intent Sword and unleashed an 'Instant Kill' to slash at a mossy boulder as tall as him.

Crash!

With the sound of flowing water, the blade of the sword of absolute intent sharply cut through the boulder.

"With this kind of power, I can kill ten Sword Vein Realm masters in an instant. ”

Qin Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he muttered to himself.

(End of chapter)

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