Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

Chapter 242 Shura Field and the Gate of Hell

Seven people from seven directions surrounded Qin Jian.

The whole world is quiet.

Everyone looked at Qin Jian no longer as if they were looking up at a mountain, but as if they were looking at a man from heaven, with extremely terrifying eyes.

He must have captured all the beauties in this qualifying round!

"Brother Jian, you haven't been with me for a long time..."

Not to be outdone, Ning Rongrong led Zhu Zhuqing and Xiaowu to crowd in together: "How about we go on a date with your sister and your little pet? We can accompany you together in the evening! After all, the six of them can't do this!"

Cruel enough, a powerful love rival...

Shui Bing'er's expression changed slightly.

Because Ning Rongrong eliminated the competitiveness generated by Xue Wu and the other six people with just one sentence, making her return to a state of being alone. After all, the six of them had no ambiguous relationship with Qin Jian.

"Ahhh! You guys are going too far!"

At this time, Huo Wu, who had been ignored, started to flip the table...

She rushed directly to Shui Bing'er and said loudly to Ning Rongrong: "It's amazing to have three people?! Bing'er and I are together. Anyway, we have been together a few days ago!"

As soon as these words came out, the earth was shaken, the sky collapsed, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared.

"What have we been doing together? Didn't we just sleep on the same bed?"

Qin Jian looked innocent.

"Qin Jian, I want to challenge you to a duel!"

Feng Xiaotian, Yu Tianxin, Hu Yanli and other contestants or spectators all roared out almost at the same time.

That kind of resentment seemed to have substance, pressing down like a mountain.

"This is really causing public outrage..."

Qin Jian was stunned.

This was just for provoking four people and getting four soul rings. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for nine people.

Therefore, monogamy is really a protection for men. He misses the system of the great dynasty in his previous life. At that time, people after a breakup could not be so confident in entangled with their ex...

Of course, if he dares to say this, these girls in front of him will probably unite in an instant and tear him into pieces...

"Now how to do…"

Qin Jian numbed his paws among the girls.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, a faint light spread, gently pushing away all the girls around Qin Jian.

"Qin Jian, I have something to tell you..."

King Ningtian came with a smile on his face.

Qin Jian almost cried while hugging his future father-in-law.

This was the first time he discovered that Ning Fengzhi's voice was so pleasant, just like a certain author named Xiao Cangming in his previous life, who could make his debut based on his voice alone.

"Uncle Ning, are you looking for me?" Qin Jian trotted up to him and asked.

Ning Fengzhi patted him on the shoulder and said: "As for the advice you gave to the sect last time, I will introduce you to someone. You can discuss it with her."

Seeing Ning Fengzhi putting his hand on Qin Jian's shoulders and about to take him away, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but said coquettishly: "Dad, do you only care about Brother Jian and not me?"

Ning Fengzhi turned around and glanced at Shui Bing'er, Huowu and others unexpectedly, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

Qin Jian couldn't help but feel a little bad when he thought about the last time he personally went out to help Ning Rongrong.

"Uncle Ning, let's go first." He urged.

But he still heard Ning Fengzhi say gently: "Rongrong, Qin Jian is my future son-in-law, you won't even be jealous, right?"

"?!!"

Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu, who had a slight upper hand, were suddenly hit hard, and even Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu suffered a second wave of damage.

All parents have agreed to this, so who else can sway.

"Ning Rongrong, come here and have a fight!"

In an instant, the Shrek Alliance collapsed. Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu, Shui Bing'er and Huo Wu all glared at Ning Rongrong. The Return to Rong Alliance was established!

"What about that, Uncle Ning, let's leave quickly."

Qin Jian felt his scalp numb and hurriedly urged Ning Fengzhi again.

"Let's go then."

As a big boss of the party, Ning Fengzhi said this is enough. Of course, it is impossible for him to continue to participate.

The two of them walked outside the spirit fighting arena together.

"Qin Jian, can you still handle it?"

Ning Fengzhi's face turned expressionless at some point.

Just after leaving the Shura field, I entered the gate of death again...

Qin Jian's heart skipped a beat. Unexpectedly, the savior who rescued him instantly turned into a big devil.

"Uncle Ning, I... uh... okay... okay..."

He scratched the back of his head, really not knowing what to say.

"Jian'er, let me call you Jian'er like Uncle Jian. After all, you will be Rongrong's husband sooner or later, and the Qibao Glazed Sect will also rely on your protection in the future..."

Ning Fengzhi said as he walked: "As I said when you and Rongrong separated, you can like many people, but you must put Rongrong in the most important place, and..."

He glanced at Qin Jian and said, "I only accept your marriage to Rongrong. Don't even think about marrying anyone else."

Qin Jian nodded silently.

He understood his father-in-law's thoughts very well and had already thought of countermeasures.

However, that is not something that can be done now. We have to wait until after the finals in Wuhun City...

"Okay, okay, don't say this, lest we all be unhappy..."

Ning Fengzhi patted Qin Jian on the shoulder and smiled gently: "I mainly want to take you to meet Qinghe this time."

"Xue Qinghe? Prince?" Qin Jian asked.

Ning Fengzhi nodded and said: "Didn't you come up with the idea about the sect's retreat? Our Qibao Glazed Sect has always supported the Tiandou royal family, so if we encounter a disaster, then the best retreat and reinforcements will naturally come from To the royal family.”

As Qin Jian listened, a few large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

My dear father-in-law, the sect’s retreat was originally designed to guard against the Wuhun Palace. Now you want me to discuss the retreat with the young master of the Soul Palace?Isn't that taking jujube pills? !

"What's wrong with you?" Ning Fengzhi asked curiously when he saw Qin Jian looking a little embarrassed.

Qin Jian started brainstorming in a state of emergency.

It's definitely not possible to expose Qian Renxue directly now, otherwise he would have to hide beside Sword Douluo and not be able to go anywhere, otherwise he would be chased to death by the worshipers of Wuhun Hall in minutes.

Qian Renxue's latent career of nearly 20 years, if he destroyed it like this, she would definitely become a madman...

It was impossible to tell Ning Fengzhi. There was no way to explain why he knew it. After all, even a titled Douluo couldn't spot Qian Renxue's disguise.

What's more, there is no way that the most outstanding women on the mainland are missing Wuhundian and others. If Qian Renxue is really offended to death, then she will not be able to play in the future...

Hard to do!

After Qin Jian's brainstorm, he was completely confused.

"Teacher, you are here."

At this time, Xue Qinghe's figure suddenly appeared in front, and Qin Jian looked solemn.

All kinds of history books from previous lives were flying through my memory, and finally they turned into eight words before my eyes, "Build the plank road in the open, and build the warehouse in secret"!

"Little brother Qin? Little brother Qin?"

A white and tender palm kept shaking in front of his eyes. Qin Jian was thinking about repairing the plank road secretly to Chencang, and his head was buzzing. At this time, he was tired of being shaken, so he grabbed it subconsciously: "Stop shaking it!"

"Jian'er, you're rude, you haven't met the prince yet... uh..."

Ning Fengzhi swallowed half of his words as if he was being strangled by the throat, and his eyes became strange.

What the fuss is about...