Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

Chapter 475 Am I still your fiancée?

"Rongrong, what have you been doing all these years?"

Qin Jian didn't know Na'er's psychological activities, nor did he know that his soul beast ancestor had the urge to kill people.

He was still holding Ning Rongrong and kissed her gently in the ear: "I want to know what my little princess has been doing in the past few years, so as to make up for the regret of not being with you."

Ning Rongrong's eyes were like crescent moons: "Your little princess has had an easy life these past few years. She has been practicing hard before. This year she started to cooperate with her father to spread the name of Princess Rongrong throughout the sky. It’s deeply rooted in people’s hearts, at least no one in the Tiandou Empire knows about me now…”

"That Xue Qinghe is really awesome..."

She said quietly: "He seems to have noticed the actions of our Qibao Glazed Sect. Even I don't know what dad is planning, but he is already on guard. At present, I can only stabilize the title of the princess, and I will not be able to further the imperial power." It’s untouchable at all.”

Qin Jian also quietly glanced at Xue Qinghe on the other side, but saw that she seemed to have been looking at him.

When they met her eyes, she immediately gave him a smile, like a spring breeze.

"She...leave it to me to deal with it in the future, Rongrong, you don't have to worry about it." He retracted his gaze and said.

Ning Rongrong nodded with a smile: "Well, that's what dad said too!"

Brother Ning, what kind of dirty tricks do you want to do, tell me quickly, I'm a little panicked now...

Based on Qin Jian's understanding of Boss Ning, if he would use Ning Rongrong as a princess, he must have some thoughts about the Tiandou royal family.

But even if Xue Qinghe is exposed, and Xue Beng and Xue Ke are still there, this boss will not...

You can't think about it, you can't think about it, just thinking about it is all kinds of matryoshka-like calculations.

"Brother Jian, what about you, what have you done these years?"

Ning Rongrong seemed unwilling to talk about this, so she asked about Qin Jian's experience.

In addition to being curious about this, she was wary.

"Last time we were separated for two or three years, you got two mistresses out of me, and two more during a soul master competition. Now, after five years, how many more have you got out?"

His voice sounded quite calm, as if he didn't seem to care.

But if you really believe that a woman is absolutely generous and has no small-mindedness, she must be a straight man.

Of course Qin Jian is not...

Moreover, he believed that Ning Rongrong must have been paying attention to his news.

After all, she had used the intelligence department of the Qibao Glazed Sect to do this, not just once or twice.

"Rong Rong, just ask what you want to know directly." Qin Jian said with a smile.

When soldiers come to block it, when water comes to cover it up, let's see what she is most concerned about first.

"Oh…"

Ning Rongrong quietly narrowed her eyes: "Tell me first, what happened after teaching?"

"that…"

Sure enough, this is what I care about most, but fortunately it's not a real deal.

Qin Jian said confidently: "Those are all spread among the people in Wuhun Palace in private. You also know that this kind of specious gossip always spreads the fastest."

"There is no smoke without fire. This kind of name can spread because you did have something with that pope, right?" Ning Rongrong asked.

If you really tell what is going on, you will probably lose your head...

"It has such a small relationship, after all, you also know that I am her chief of guard and stay with her day and night. How can I not spread some gossip?" Qin Jian said.

"What a scumbag."

Na'er's voice sounded coldly.

Qin Jian: "..."

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong whispered in his ear: "I think, given your ability, it would be abnormal for us to be with you day and night for so long if something doesn't happen..."

Qin Jian was ashamed: "Well, a little thing did happen..."

"Oh? What a small thing? Is it just the few times when the tears of the ocean flashed day and night?"

Ning Rongrong's tone became cooler and cooler.

Qin Jian felt that his lower body was also a little chilly, and he was about to die...

"Rongrong, do you know the Killing City?" He suddenly said.

Ning Rongrong's eyes were filled with confusion: "A city of killing?"

Qin Jian hugged her and explained: "Well, the Killing City is home to [-]% of the evil soul masters on the mainland. It is extremely dangerous. I have lived in it for three years."

"Ah? Ninety percent of the evil soul masters? Isn't that very dangerous?" Ning Rongrong asked in shock.

"That's why Tears of the Ocean was used so much during that period..." Qin Jian said hurriedly.

"It turns out that..."

Ning Rongrong leaned against Qin Jian tightly, as if she was feeling his body temperature: "Brother Jian has had a hard time in the past few years..."

"It's... not bad..."

Qin Jian's forehead was sweating a bit.

"but…"

Ning Rongrong paused and then changed the topic: "Brother Jian, you haven't told me yet, which mistresses have you found for me in the past five years? Are there not even any?"

This topic has not been moved...

Qin Jian could only say cautiously: "Rongrong, the one who... confirmed the relationship... um... just... just one..."

He stumbled over such simple words.

"Who is the one who confirmed the relationship?"

Qin Jian clearly felt the temperature in Ning Rongrong's voice drop sharply.

"The Saint of Wuhun Palace, Hu Liena." He whispered.

Ning Rongrong's hand holding Qin Jian's hand clenched tightly tightly, as if she was about to hit him on the head in the next moment.

"call…"

But after a while, she gently let go, breathed a sigh of relief and said quietly: "It's okay... it's much better than I expected... I thought there would be three or four more..."

Qin Jian was sweating profusely.

"But Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong was not ready to let him go yet: "You just said that the relationship is confirmed, does that mean there is still a confirmed relationship?"

Qin Jian closed his eyes and smashed the jar: "If we're not sure about the relationship, the Pope counts as half."

Ning Rongrong: "..."

"It should explode now. No woman can bear this, not to mention she is still your fiancée..."

Na'er's voice sounded in Qin Jian's mind.

The sense of gloating about others' misfortune was so obvious that it was so obvious that it was undisguised.

Qin Jian curled his lips secretly.

In fact, Naer can be considered half...

But if you say it, let alone Ning Rongrong, Na'er herself would probably explode.

"As expected of Brother Jian..."

Qin Jian clearly felt that Ning Rongrong's arms around Qin Jian's neck were tightening, which made him breathless.

"The pope and the saint, the current pope and the next pope, can be said to be the two women with the highest status in Wuhun Palace, right?"

The little hand on her neck finally relaxed a little, and Ning Rongrong sighed deeply: "They are all going to run in front of me, right? From Zhuqing to Xiaowu, and now..."

"Brother Jian..."

Ning Rongrong's voice was faint and resentful: "No matter who can come before me and get a share of the pie...am I still your fiancée?"