Inside the lobby of the small building.

Sword Douluo Chenxin sat on the sofa and watched a few juniors bickering with interest.

He wanted to know how Qin Jian would respond to Gu Yue's provocation.

But Qin Jian didn't have any response, he just looked at the other party.

Then Ning Rongrong actually helped him speak.

Although this little girl has a princess temper, she has a kind heart.

"I'm telling the truth, why apologize?" Gu Yue is unhappy.

Ning Rongrong pouted and said, "You shouldn't attack Qin Jian's shortcomings, it will make him sad." ”

The corners of Qin Jian's mouth behind her curved.

On the other side, Gu Yue was speechless.

"Gu Yue, in a few days, the sect selection competition, we will compete again."

After Qin Jian said casually, he didn't wait for Gu Yue to reply, he turned around and continued to walk towards his bedroom.

Gu Yue's face was as black as the bottom of a pot: "Could it be that you still want to defeat me, I am now a level 15 battle soul master." ”

"Soul power level doesn't mean everything, we'll see you on the test bench in a few days."

Qin Jian turned around and waved his hand, then said to Sword Douluo, "Teacher, I'll go and rest first." ”

After he saw Sword Douluo nodding, he walked into his bedroom.

"Qin Jian, you haven't told me a story yet!"

Ning Rongrong suddenly became anxious, and ran into Qin Jian's bedroom in three or two steps.

"Tell me what happened after Zhang Xiaofan's identity was revealed."

Seeing that Qin Jian was already lying on the bed, she actually kicked off her shoes and jumped up.

"Hey, this is my bed, what are you doing here?"

Qin Jian's voice reached the hall, and Gu Yue's face changed when he heard it.

"If you don't tell me a story today, I won't leave, and I'll sleep here!"

Ning Rongrong's voice also came out, and Gu Yue felt uncomfortable when he heard it.

He stomped his feet and walked out of the small building in a huff, forgetting to even say goodbye to Sword Douluo...

However, Sword Douluo naturally wouldn't have the same knowledge as him.

He lay comfortably on the sofa, supporting his head with one hand, and Qin Jian's voice gradually reached his ears: "Zhang Xiaofan was put under house arrest after returning to Qingyunmen, and even his burning stick was confiscated, he had nothing to do every day, so he went to the back mountain to hang out, until one day he met Baguio in the bamboo forest..."

Sword Douluo listened intently, and a thought flashed through his mind: "Actually abducted Rong Rong to the bed so logically, this little guy didn't want to be captured just now..."

The thought didn't last long, as his attention quickly returned to the story...

"What an interesting story..."

I don't know how long it took.

"Click..."

Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps, Sword Douluo raised his eyebrows, sat up, and then saw Ning Fengzhi walking in from the door.

"Uncle Jian, I heard Gu Yue say that Rong Rong is here?" Ning Fengzhi asked.

"Shh

Sword Douluo put his index finger to his mouth, then pointed to Qin Jian's room again, and whispered, "Rong Rong is already asleep." ”

Ning Fengzhi blinked, and his voice lowered: "She actually went to bed so soon today?" Or Uncle Jian has a way. ”

Sword Douluo got up and crept towards Qin Jian's bedroom with Ning Fengzhi.

"It's not my credit, it's Jian'er who fell asleep telling her stories," he said softly.

"Squeak..."

The two gently pushed open the door, and saw a large soft bed, the boy fell asleep peacefully, and the girl... Lying beside him on all fours, one hand and one calf resting on him.

Seeing that Ning Fengzhi was full of black lines in this sleeping position, he stepped forward lightly, pulled over the life to cover the two of them, and then dragged Sword Douluo out.

"Click."

The door was gently shut.

Then the two of them breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, walked into the courtyard, and spoke with confidence.

"Uncle Jian, I heard that little guy from Gu Yue say that Qin Jian is going to defeat him in the competition this time?"

Ning Fengzhi said curiously: "Hasn't his soul power been unable to grow?" How could he want to defeat Gu Yue this time. ”

A smile appeared at the corner of Sword Douluo's mouth, and he said, "That was before, Fengzhi, did you just notice Jian'er's soul power level?" ”

"Huh?"

Ning Fengzhi was slightly stunned: "It seems to be...... Level 11? He's finally up 1 level? ”

Sword Douluo smiled and didn't explain.

He wouldn't reveal Qin Jian's biggest secret yet.

"However, the strength of level 11 faces Gu Yue at level 15, there should still be no chance of winning, right?" Ning Feng said.

Sword Douluo said casually, "Isn't that a few days left..."

"A few days... What can be improved? Ning Fengzhi was a little confused.

Sword Douluo said: "When the time comes, you can see it, as long as you don't get scared." ”

Qin Jian had improved his soul power by one level after telling the story for a while, and he was looking forward to Qin Jian's level in a few days.

"Then I'll see."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and turned to leave......

In this way, Qin Jian honed his sword qi in the mimic cultivation place during the day, and told stories to Ning Rongrong who had finished the class at night.

This little witch was attracted by the story, so she actually lived here in Sword Douluo like this, and she didn't leave on Qin Jian's bed every day, so she had to fall asleep listening to the story.

Soon, the time came to the eve of the Seven Treasure Liuli Sect's partner selection competition.

Sword Douluo's residence, Qin Jian's bedroom, on the bed.

Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong lay side by side in the quilt and told stories.

"Dao Xuan saw that Zhang Xiaofan was about to be taken away by Baguio, and he was determined not to let the tiger return to the mountain, so he dropped the main sword of the Immortal Immortal that covered the sky and the sun towards Zhang Xiaofan!"

"Ahh

Ning Rongrong exclaimed, his two little hands couldn't help but grasp Qin Jian's arm tightly, and asked repeatedly, "What happened later?" What happened? He's not going to die, is he? ”

Qin Jian sighed slowly before continuing: "Suddenly, the heavens and the earth fell silent, and even the earth-shattering momentum of the Zhuxian Ancient Sword was held for it..."

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but hold his breath.

"A gentle hand that was once familiar in the years appeared beside Zhang Xiaofan, and there was a faint crisp sound of bells, pushing him aside..."

Qin Jian's voice became low and slow.

"It seems that the voice that has been sleeping for thousands of years is quietly sounding at this moment, reciting softly for the lover in my heart..."

"Heavenly gods and demons, nine ghosts."

"With my blood, I will sacrifice it."

"Three lives and seven lives, forever fallen into Yama."

"It's just for love, although I don't regret it!"

“……”

Unconsciously, Ning Rongrong burst into tears.

Qin Jian stopped, and he was also immersed in the emotion that touched the heavens and the earth.

Especially since his body is now a love flower, the touch of emotion has been magnified countless times.

Long.

He turned his head, stretched out his right hand, slowly wiped away the tears on Ning Rongrong's little face, and said gently: "That's all for today, go to bed early, Rongrong." ”

Ning Rongrong watched his movements blankly, and fell silent for a while...