The Sword Dynasty

In the morning, the hooves sounded in the quiet streets.

In Changling, the carriage is walking through the streets is the most normal thing.

However, this sound comes from the ink garden.

Many practitioners who have a deep understanding of their martial arts during the week are eager to raise their heads and look at the source of the voice.

Soon, it was the carriage that appeared in their sight.

The driving is still the net glass.

Three days ago, she dug a osmanthus tree from the osmanthus forest of the palace. A sword shattered the carriage and transported the osmanthus tree back to the ink garden. Now that there is no carriage in this carriage, Ding Ning is just sitting on a board and sitting directly without cover.

However, no one feels ridiculous, but the heart is more or less uplifted and shocked.

Because this carriage had previously come out of the ink garden, it would make enough things to shock the entire Changling.

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There is a Taoist temple in the north of Changling City, and many tall boxwoods are planted in front of the gate.

There were few people coming to this Taoist temple on weekdays. However, as the carriage that came out of the ink garden became more and more close, this Taoist temple suddenly fell into the sight of everyone in Changling.

The carriage driven by the net glass stopped at the door of the Taoist temple, and then her brow immediately wrinkled.

The black-painted door of the Taoist temple was hidden, but no one came out to meet.

The reason why the net glass frowns is not because of herself, but that she knows that the Taoist person in this Taoist temple should know her identity, and in a sense, she represents the Laoshan Jianzong.

At the rear of the carriage, many carriages and pedestrians continued to follow. The voice of the clean Taoist temple gradually grew, but the Taoist temple was still silent, and even the footsteps were not heard.

Ding Ning has not got off the bus while sitting in the carriage.

Everyone's eyes fell on him, and they were speculating about his purpose here and what he would do next.

The brow of the net glass was still wrinkled, and she turned her head at this time to look at Ding Ning who was sitting quietly in the car.

She is thinking that this situation should sound, but if she is out of the voice, the people in the Taoist temple are still dead, no one is reasonable, she does not know how to deal with it. I don't know how to deal with it. It is extremely embarrassing for her.

Just as she looked back, Ding Ning raised her head.

He looked at the tall boxwood tree that covered his head and covered his head. He reached out and touched him, but picked up a wine bag.

This wine bag is really wine. When Ding Ning looked up, the net glass smelled a strong wine. This fragrance made her feel very comfortable and even made her want to drink this wine. But at this time, Ding Ning has already said: "This poplar tree should be here when the Taoist temple is here?"

There seems to be an invisible magic in his voice, which makes the net glass subconsciously look up with his gaze.

The morning sun shone from the cracks in the leaves, causing her eyes to squat slightly.

This is indeed a very tall and tall box tree.

When you are very old, you naturally have a unique beauty.

However, the reason for her eyes to pick up slightly is that she felt Ding Ning's murderous.

"Take this tree."

Ding Ning put down the wine sac, licked his mouth and smiled. He rarely showed the white teeth, and then said softly: "If no one has come out, they will all smash these boxwoods."

The eyes of the net glass are slightly bright.

She learned how to deal with this situation in the future.

She nodded and got off the bus.

Her body began to emit a strange faint fluorescence, she extended her right hand, seems to touch the front of the boxwood, but the light on the edge of the palm touched the moment of this boxwood, the trunk of this boxwood tree, There was also a faint glow.

In the next moment, this boxwood tree is like a drunkard drunk, falling down and twisting to the side of a boxwood, the branches and leaves rubbing, sending out countless and not loud, but exceptionally The voice of the heart.

The net glazed glass looked at the dumplings of this boxwood tree. I felt a little pity, but somehow, she smelled the alcohol that was introduced into the nose, but she felt very happy.

Without a slight pause, in the eyes of everyone shocked, she walked straight to a nearby boxwood tree.

"Where have these trees provoked you?"

At this time, a long sigh came from the Taoist temple.

The net glass brow was slightly picked and the footsteps were slightly, but at this time, Ding Ning’s voice was introduced into her ear: "Oh."

The net glazed eyes flashed fiercely, no hesitation, and reached out again.

The yellow boxwood in front of her slammed and fell.

Two poplars suddenly fell before the Taoist temple, and the venue suddenly became empty.

The sound of the Taoist threshold was pushed away from the inside out. An elderly person stood at the door. His face was originally white, but now it is whiter.

"These boxwoods were planted by my ancestors and have been more than three hundred years old."

The white-faced beard shivered slightly, watching the net glass and Ding Ning: "I don't know what you are going to do!"

Ding Ning looked at him calmly, his eyes fell to his waist, then shook his head, said faintly: "You brought a sword... so you should be very clear about what I want to do."

The brow of the net glass suddenly picked up again. She saw that the white-faced robes were wide, so the scabbard on the waist side was covered and only a small gap was left.

It is a white jade-like scabbard, very small, so it can be imagined that the sword must be very small.

This white-faced way is naturally a money person.

At this time, listening to Ding Ning's plain words, his eyes fell on the two fallen poplar trees, looking at the scattered leaves of a place, his body began to tremble slightly, said: "You force too much ""

"Don't use such a bad means."

Ding Ning smiled slightly and said: "If you really want to hide, you can close the Taoist temple and hide farther away. If you want to hide, the sword is full, and you have long wanted to kill me for her. The heart. You are so old, you should have seen a lot of things long ago, the two poplar trees will not make you feel so sad. People feel that I am too aggressive, you are forced to shoot... such a bad means It really doesn't mean anything."

The net glass was quietly listening, thinking about some of the details mentioned in Ding Ning's words. The look on her face became more and more disdainful. When Ding Ning finished, she snorted and snorted, "shameless old things." ”

The face of the money man had already been slightly stiff, and then he heard the cold glare of the glass, and his face suddenly became ugly.

Just between a breath, his body's trembling stopped completely, and a cold smile and a cold smile appeared from his mouth.

"You really..." He looked at Ding Ning and said softly in a word: "Do you want me to kill you?"

Ding Ning looked at the cold smile of his mouth and laughed. He did not respond positively to his sentence. He just said softly: "You should have a brother. This Taoist Tao should belong to him... but now The Taoist view belongs to you, just because the palace lady is your apprentice, so just because of this, I have the reason to kill you."

The money man took a deep breath.

He no longer said anything, just looked up at Ding Ning and said: "I accept your challenge."

The voice of his words is very loud, at least people within a few hundred feet can hear it.

The net glass turned around, and while walking behind Ding Ning, whispered to Ding Ning: "Are you really ready to kill him?"

Ding Ning looked at her and said: "He has a reason to die. If he wants to kill me, then I will kill him."

The money Taoist did not hear the dialogue between Ding Ning and Jing Liuli, but he felt Ding Ning's confidence.

"In fact, even if there is no reason for her, just your current attitude, I also want to try to kill you." He condensed a cold smile, watching Ding Ning seriously said: "I lived in Changling for so long. I have seen so many powerful practitioners, but I have never seen a practitioner who has been cultivated like this, who has the confidence to kill a practitioner like me. It’s just enough to make me try. test."

"In other words, it is the reason for my disciples, which limits my mind and makes me hesitate if I lose to you and die in your hands, what effect it will have on her."

After the money man paused, he looked at Ding Ning and said: "As a swordsman of Changling, such a temptation itself is difficult to refuse... even if I die in your hands, such a battle, I am afraid it will be recorded in the history books. ""

"Then I will let you record in the history book."

Ding Ning laughed and said: "Because your cultivation is much stronger than me, so I will not be modest, I will grab the shot... please!"

At the moment when the word "please" just sounded, Ding Ning had already shot.

He took the hilt of the last foil and stabbed it forward.

Qian Dao is not surprised. The Feijian he repaired is based on rapid illness. He himself will decide that Ding Ning will rush to shoot, and even if Ding Ning grabs the shot, he does not think that Ding Ning really can seize the opportunity.

When Ding Ning had just grasped the hilt of the last flower remnant sword, his waist side had already heard a shock, and a small sword hidden in the white jade scabbard had already flown out of the scabbard.

However, at this time, what made him unbelievable was that he felt a sword in his side, which was completely different from Ding Ning's sword.

(Xuzhou Book Fair, attended the meeting, this chapter is spelled out at the high-speed rail station)