The Sword Dynasty

Ding Ning stood at the door of the small courtyard waiting for her. £∝

The most ugly thing in this world is the human heart.

In the summer of the rainstorm last year, Ding Ning looked at her far away. Like Zhao Wei, who died on that day, she still seemed to be incompatible with the entire Changling. However, he still could not determine the direction of her heart. .

Until the white mountain water came with her breath.

The night cold quickly saw the figure of a young man in a green shirt standing at the entrance of the small courtyard in the darkest part of the ink garden.

She thought she would be very excited or moved.

However, she found that her mood was calm.

She smiled self-deprecatingly, revealing two shallow dimples.

Waiting for too long, revenge has become her life itself, and seems to have little to do with others.

And success or not, can not change what has happened.

Revenge is just for pleasure.

The pleasure comes from the mind and the process of revenge itself, from what you want to do, and has nothing to do with the result.

Looking at the carriage, the cold night and quietness of the night, Ding Ning's state of mind suddenly became more calm and peaceful.

He felt her pleasure and felt her worries.

Then he thought of everything he had done, no matter what the outcome, and finally he had a clear conscience.

Looking at her white dress, watching her beautiful face, Ding Ning could not help but smile.

"Hello, you are very good."

The night policy also laughed.

Two very simple words, including her very rich emotions.

Then she didn't say anything nonsense, just looked at Ding Ning and asked in the usual normal conversation tone: "Before half an hour, Guanzhong Xie's family has sent a Jiaozuo letter, the entire Guanzhong clan, and those who come out from Guanzhong. The practitioners will collect both the wolf and the devil, which should be your handwriting...What do you want to do?"

Ding Ning looked at her and said in a very plain tone: "I want to kill that lady."

The night was cold and not surprised, and the smile was even more brilliant: "How to kill?"

Ding Ningdao: "I want to force her to promise a duel with me. Lushan Jianzong will help me find a way, with the help of Supervisor, this kind of thing will be much simpler."

The night of the cold did not think at all, smiled and said: "This is very simple, the palace is also a human, she also has a love."

"Do you know?" Ding Ning was a little surprised.

Night policy looked at him coldly. "Yong Gong female is not an ordinary little person. I know that there is nothing unusual."

"That's even simpler."

Ding Ning smiled, just like a natural little trivial matter, said: "I have nine dead silkworms, and there is a continuation of the gods. The devil and the wolf poison flower can make my five gas more vigorous, to the nine dead silkworms The work can make my practice fast, and will not be hurt by the toxins of these two drugs, and the continued gods can raise my body and eliminate the negative effects of the nine dead silkworms."

"Continuous Tianshen is the perfect complement of the nine dead silkworms, so you must enter the Lushan Jianzong..." Night policy cold thinking of the man who always wanted to enter the Shushan Jianzong but was always rejected, could not help but light Lightly shook his head, his heart was full of sighs.

"And I still have a practice in the Aries Cave that can be used as a cover." Ding Ning also said with emotion: "The continuation of the gods is too mysterious, and no one outside knows what kind of work is the sacred god." Law, and Lushan Jianzong, even if they are surprised at the speed of my practice, they will only think that the three corpses that I did not intend to get in Aries Cave have no problem with my life."

"If you don't kill people, you can kill Zheng sleeves directly. If you have been in Changling for more than ten years, there is always someone she wants to kill, but no one dares to kill her." Night policy sneered Laugh, said: "What's next?"

"The next step is to kill Lianglian, and then rob the big floating prison." Ding Ning looked at her, condensed the smile, and said very seriously: "Then we left Changling."

"Then we enter the eight worlds."

"Then we will kill it again."

Ding Ning looked up and looked at her bright eyes, and finally slowly said: "This is all my plans."

The night sneered and said: "Listen to a particularly beautiful plan."

Ding Ning said: "Hope is really beautiful."

"Hope is really beautiful."

Night strategy sneered and repeated this sentence, then she pulled out a white jade bottle from her sleeve.

The white jade bottle carries the temperature of her body, which is filled with black gold medicine, which looks thick and almost solidified.

"My plan is in line with your plan."

Looking at Ding Ning, she said with a hint of satisfaction, whispered: "There is something that Xie's family has done for you, and no one will think that your cultivation is going to be leaps and bounds."

"After all, there are more people who stare at me than people who stare at you."

After the meal, the night watched cold and looked at Ding Ning, and then said: "I will try to reduce the things that I can do for you, because as long as I do things, there may be traces, and people may be aware of me and you. Contact."

Ding Ning was silent for a moment and said: "I understand."

"Then will be." Night policy sneered, turned to the black carriage not far behind, even on the side, you can clearly see the two beautiful dimples on her cheek.

"Goodbye."

Ding Ning looked at her back and said the two words softly.

She did not ask him about the inheritance at all. When and where the income came from, he did not ask why she did not appear where she should be.

There is a reason for all, the past is not important, what matters is the particularly beautiful future they hope for.

He will be very small, but the heavy white jade bottle is pinched in his palm and walked back to his bedroom.

Then he simply poured all the liquid in the white jade bottle into the mouth.

There was a roar in his body.

The medicinal juice is like a myriad of stars flying in his body, walking through the power of terror.

But at this same time, there were countless fine silkworms in his body, and they flocked to these flying stars.

Numerous splashes of medicinal juice like stars are constantly being eaten, and then these fine silkworms feed back a staggering five qi, walk through his meridians, gather in his sea of ​​air, and become more and more condensed.

His spiritual thoughts seem to begin to be combined with the real yuan. The two seem to be gradually integrated into one. It seems that the real stars are also beginning to have stars shining.

His cultivation is improving at an alarming rate.

At such a speed, I am afraid that it will take no more than one night's time, and he will be able to directly cross the four-level mid-level cultivation of the world of the practitioners.

At this time, Ding Ning can be sure that when he crossed the middle of the four worlds, the medicinal spirits in his body, such as stars, still have a lot of savings.

This kind of repair is too simple. However, this is the night of the cold practice in overseas practice, more than ten years of life and death, the accumulation of wind and rain.

Speaking simple, why is it simple?