Chapter 483

"Hey, teacher, why are you here?"

After seeing Tang San off, Qin Jian glanced at the corner of his eye and suddenly saw the wooden sword Douluo leaning against the column.

"Me?"

Sword Douluo came over, glanced at him obliquely, passed by him and went straight to the door.

"No way, my precious disciple has only Rongrong in his eyes. There is no teacher at all. The teacher can only follow him."

That's really sour

Teacher, teacher, my Shura field is crazy enough. Please take it easy and play with me

"Teacher, I have you in my eyes. Look, look."

Qin Jian walked up with a smile, pointed to his eyes and said, "if you don't believe me, look at me now and see if it's all you."

Ning Rongrong smiled softly and followed up.

"Don't give me all these things. Can they coax the little girls when they are teachers?" the sword Douluo glared.

Alas, if you have the ability, don't raise the corners of your mouth

Qin Jian glanced at himself, then gathered around the sword Douluo and said, "I heard that the teacher is grade 97. It's so powerful!"

Old man, you must be right to make jokes and flatter.

Sure enough, the corners of jiandouluo's mouth began to rise again. When he quickly coughed and took it back, he said in a very indifferent language: "it's nothing, just sloppy."

"Teacher, you are so modest. There are few titles on the mainland that are higher than level 97!" Qin Jian continued to boast.

Sword Douluo shook his head: "it's not enough to dump the ghost old man two levels. I have to dump him two more levels."

Ning Rongrong could hardly hear it behind them.

Throw bone Douluo two more levels. Isn't that level 99?

Grandpa Jian, Grandpa Jian, I haven't seen you speak so loudly at ordinary times. Is this really photographed by brother Jian?

"Jian'er, I haven't seen you for five years. The teacher won't hinder you from reuniting with Rong Rong, but the teacher will test your kendo."

At this time, the three people had walked out of Yuexuan, but jiandouluo stopped in the middle of the street, and the sword finger of his right hand pointed to Qin Jian: "this is the purpose of the teacher."

I don't know who just ate melons so happily

Qin Jian's footsteps stopped opposite the sword Douluo and whispered to Ning Rongrong, "Rongrong, get out of the way."

Ning Rongrong nodded and let him go to the street.

"Without soul power, just condense the sword Qi. Let the teacher see your current Kendo practice!"

Sword Douluo's sword finger was basically confiscated, and there was a sharp sword spirit wrapped around the sword finger. He moved forward slowly and stabbed Qin's sword.

Although the speed is slow, it seems that thousands of sharp blades are aiming at the body, which makes Qin sword cold all over.

"Hiss!"

At the next moment, Qin Jian's sword Qi gathered. Instead of fighting his high-quality finger with quantity as estimated by sword Douluo, he condensed it on his finger and stabbed it slowly and firmly.

"Huh?"

Sword Douluo gave a slight doubt, and his men suddenly accelerated and stabbed Qin Jian's sword finger.

"Zheng Zheng..."

Suddenly there was a sword shadow shuttling between the two people at a high speed, touching each other, exploding thousands of sword Qi.

But at the same time, he protected himself and was not hurt by any afterwave.

"Good!"

The sword Douluo opened his eyes, pointed at the sky with his sword finger, and then cut it suddenly.

"Hiss -"

The shrill roar of sword Qi came, but Qin Jian suddenly stopped his hand. The whole person shuddered back three steps, then stepped on one foot and recoiled back again. The sword Qi on his body was full, and the sword fingers gathered all over his body, and the sword Qi collided with the sword Douluo.

"Poof poof!"

To Ning Rongrong's surprise, it seemed that there would be a fierce final collision. Unexpectedly, there was not much sword spirit, and even the momentum was not as strong as the previous time.

But this time, the look of sword Douluo changed.

Originally, he was glad to see that Qin Jian's Kendo cultivation was no worse than his own, but at this moment, he clearly noticed that Qin Jian's sword Qi had stronger flexibility, and slowly crushed his sword Qi!

"How could... This..."

The sword spirit gradually subsided between the two.

The sword Douluo seemed to become wood. The whole man stood in place and didn't move.

"Brother Jian, Grandpa Jian, what's wrong with him?" Ning Rongrong ran over and said with some worry.

Qin Jian took her little hand and walked towards the direction with her back to the sword Douluo. He said with a smile: "it's all right, teacher. He just sees the bigger world and may stand there to digest for a few days..."

"Ah? What? The bigger world?"

Ning Rongrong opened his mouth: "brother Jian, do you mean grandpa Jian understands something new? About Kendo?"

"Yes."

Qin Jian nodded affirmatively and said, "the reason why the teacher can rise to level 97 in recent years is because he understands the meaning of guarding the sword. The teacher has nothing to worry about in his life. He must have realized it in order to protect me that year, but it's still a little biased... I just showed him what the real meaning of guarding the sword is."

"Grandpa Jian has studied the meaning of sword all his life. Is he not as good as brother Jian?" Ning Rongrong stared.

Qin Jian shook his head slowly: "no, I'm not as good as the teacher in terms of the precipitation of kendo. I'm just lucky to see the right direction, but the teacher is still exploring."

"Brother Jian is so powerful!"

Ning Rongrong immediately looked at him with a pair of admiring stars.

Qin Jian scratched his head: "this... Talent belongs to nature and is not cultivated by myself. I'm always ashamed of you praising me."

"That's also brother Jian. He is favored by heaven." Ning Rongrong smiled and hugged his arm.

Qin Jian reached out and scraped her Qiong's nose. He smiled and said, "you are favored and coveted. Everything in the world is relatively balanced. If I don't have these..."

At this point, he suddenly lowered his eyes and flashed a touch of guilt in his eyes.

He knew that if he was not a lover, if he didn't have such a thing as Shenkao, he would just awaken the soul of sword weapon and be favored by sword Douluo, then he would probably know and love Ning Rongrong all his life.

Instead of breaking my heart like this

It was the evening when the sunset was in the sky, the sunset was full of clouds, the breeze came from the sky, and the light fragrance was pleasant.

The two walked hand in hand on the street of Tiandou city. The long shadow dragged far away and gradually merged into a person

"Brother Jian, don't think about those ifs. Have you forgotten?"

Ning Rongrong grabbed his hand and said with a smile: "you told me a long time ago that you can regret. Don't regret. The hypothetical past is meaningless. If you think it's not good enough now, it's just because..."

"It's not the last!"

The afterglow of the sunset fell on her smooth side face, reflecting subtle broken awns.

At this moment, Qin Jian seemed to see an angel with holy light all over.

Na'er said Rongrong was the white moonlight in his heart. This sentence was

That's right.