Chapter 52: Rongrong Can Give You Anything

Chapter 52: Rongrong Can Give You Anything

"Let's go, Rongrong, to the tent."

Qin Jian took Ning Rongrong's hand and continued to walk down, holding it so tightly...

"Brother Jian, do you want the tent we lived in before?" Ning Rongrong said in surprise.

Qin Jian nodded and said, "I asked the elders for the tent we lived in before, and I decorated it myself."

Lifting the door curtain, the two walked in, and it was exactly the same.

"Wow..."

Ning Rongrong kicked off her little shoes excitedly and lay down on the bed.

The soft bed made her giggle happily, and she couldn't help rolling around a few times.

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

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

"Woo..."

Ning Rongrong buried herself in his chest, making a comfortable sound.

"Rongrong..."

At this time, Qin Jian suddenly said slowly: "Rongrong... If... I leave... What will you do?"

As if a sledgehammer fell on her heart, Ning Rongrong was shocked and looked up suddenly: "Why... Why did you leave?"

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

Qin Jian smiled lightly at this time and changed the subject.

"No..."

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

"Nothing, don't think about it."

Qin Jian gently touched her soft long hair.

But Ning Rongrong was not relieved. Everything that happened recently flooded into her mind: "Brother Jian, you have been very strange recently. Rongrong felt like you were making up for something. You gave me the best Spirit ring and traded with Poison Douluo today..."

"Are you... are you really... really... going to... leave me..."

The girl's tears were rolling in her eyes.

Qin Jian suddenly turned his head away, and quickly wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, then turned back and smiled and said: "Don't think too much, I'll tell you a story, okay? The story of Zhang Xiaofan hasn't come to an end yet..."

"Zhang Xiaofan's story..."

Ning Rongrong murmured and repeated, and suddenly said: "Brother Jian, you haven't told the ending yet, are you waiting for now... what are you going to do..."

Although she is like a child at ordinary times, at the most critical moment, her mind is as sharp as a mature woman.

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

"Rongrong, last time I told you about the crisis in Qingyun, the entire Qingyun Mountain was surrounded by the Ghost King Sect, and they had already reached the Jade Purity Palace..."

"And because Biyao disappeared, Zhang Xiaofan completely collapsed in Cao Miao Village. With Lu Xueqi's company, he slowly recovered..."

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

"It was still so difficult to walk along the Huanyue Road again..."

"Thousands of mountains and rivers, a person treks..."

"Thousands of mountains and snow at dusk, a shadow walks alone..."

"Zhang Xiaofan burst into tears..."

"He doesn't want loneliness in this life, he doesn't want immortality, he wants..."

Qin Jian's voice was slightly choked.

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

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes misty.

But Qin Jian smiled at this time: "Finally, he was recognized by the ancient sword of Zhu Xian and possessed the power of all heaven and earth..."

"He defeated the ghost king and Asura... but he didn't get what he wanted..."

"Many years later, in Cao Miao Village, Lu Xueqi and Zhang Xiaofan smiled at each other..."

"The golden bell tied to the corner of the green clothes on the eaves... made a crisp sound with the wind..."

"This... is the ending..."

Qin Jian lowered his head and said: "Rongrong, do you know? I like Zhang Xiaofan very much, because I am the same as him..."

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

Ning Rongrong looked at him blankly, and tears fell for some reason.

She seemed to have a premonition of something...

"But this world is always like this. It won't give you what you want. Things that go wrong always account for eight out of ten..."

Ning Rongrong cried, but Qin Jian smiled.

"Just like that lonely monkey, if he wants love, he must give up power, and if he wants power, he must give up love..."

"But how can he protect love without power? Why should he lose love when he has power..."

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

"Fate is so cruel, but we have no power to resist..."

He looked down at Ning Rongrong, and the light in his eyes gradually gathered.

Finally, he made up his mind...

"Rongrong, fate is unfair, but I want to fight it to the end, so..."

But he couldn't say the next words, because Ning Rongrong suddenly raised her head, not caring about the tears that kept flowing.

"Brother Jian!"

She suddenly interrupted Qin Jian's words and said quickly: "Brother Jian, I will accompany you, okay!"

"You want to fight against fate, I will accompany you!"

"Whatever you want to do, I will accompany you!"

The tears flowed faster and faster...

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

She carefully grabbed Qin Jian's sleeve.

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

"The Seven Treasure Glazed Tiles Sect can give you..."

"Rongrong can give you anything..."

"I can give you anything..."

Her little hand holding his sleeves became tighter and tighter.

"Rongrong is willing to be the Lu Xueqi who always accompanies you..."

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

"Please don't leave me..."

People who have never experienced a broken heart will never know how painful their hearts will be at this moment.

The heartache mixed with despair brings a real twitch in the heart.

It's like a knife cut!

But Qin Jian is still smiling: "Come on, Rongrong, eat this Qiluo tulip..."

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

Ning Rongrong shook her head repeatedly.

"Be good, don't let my hard work go to waste, okay?"

Qin Jian gently placed the Qiluo tulip on Ning Rongrong's mouth: "Come on, open your mouth, ah..."

Ning Rongrong opened her little mouth with tears, and the Qiluo tulip immediately turned into pure energy and poured into her body.

She wanted to be willful and not eat it, but she didn't want to disappoint Qin Jian's intentions.

The huge energy forced her to enter the state of cultivation instantly, and she couldn't do anything else.

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

No one saw it, and he finally didn't have to endure it any longer.

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

"Rongrong..."

He said with a slight sob: "Rongrong...you are my fiancée...I will protect you from harm even if I die..."

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

"Wait for me to come back and marry you!"

He finally stood up and rushed to the door curtain quickly, but the moment he lifted the curtain, he stopped involuntarily.

The boy looked back again, as if he wanted to engrave that small figure into his mind.

Then, he walked out and never looked back...

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