The Sword Dynasty

Rong surnamed the palace to go very fast.

She arbitrarily entered a farm and changed her clothes.

On weekdays, she wants to find a trace of someone in Changling, and it is very difficult for others to find her, as long as she is fast enough.

So when she kept walking, almost everyone just slowed her step, just knowing where she had been.

She walked past a deserted compound.

There was originally a high stage outside the courtyard. &nbs "The novel p; now the top of the stage is gone, the stage of the stage has been decayed, the table is covered with broken bricks, full of weeds.

She saw the man and his brother here.

She admires them and wants to be one of them.

Then she finally had the chance to become a guest of the Zheng family in Jiaodong County and became the personal maid of the perfect woman from Jiaodong County.

She passed the stage and passed through a racecourse.

The racecourse is ridiculous, and the grass is long and the score is strong.

There is a mass grave in the river port in the distance.

She remembered that she did the first thing she did not want to do here, deliberately delaying a military order and letting someone die.

And that person was once one of the people in the Bashan sword field that she admired.

She did not stop.

The figure soon appeared in an apricot forest.

At the end of this apricot forest are two small bridges facing each other in two distinct directions.

She passed one of the bridges.

This is the two bridges she used to pass. After passing the bridge, she found that she was getting farther and farther away from the people she wanted to do, and eventually became a person she didn't like.

She circled the road and went to a lively city.

All of them are shops that operate north and south goods, and bamboo plaques are used to support the shade cloth.

Even in the summer, it is full of excitement, with a variety of salty fish bacon and seasonings.

The thick smell of smell can't hide the **** smell that comes into her consciousness.

She thought of the day before the emperor Yuanwu was enthroned.

Here is the flesh of the flesh and blood.

Countless flying swords in the sky are easily broken like arrows and fall in thick blood.

The bodies of the practitioners of the four realms are like mountains of ordinary sergeants.

All the buildings here have been turned into powder, and every sword light has brought out the mountain-like blood waves and hundreds of corpses scattered around, such as the giant boat that travels in the waves.

Most of the people she saw at the stage of the show died here.

She looked at the distance, I don't know if she was lucky or afraid, could not stand, sat on the ground and shivered, and eventually the body became cold.

After that, she became cold and cold.

She followed the lady who came out of Jiaodong County and never felt fear again.

She knew that she had become the shadow of the queen.

Rong Gong female looked at her own shadow.

The shadow is very lonely, only one.

She has been along the river bank, not far from the tea plantation.

She came here indifferently and stunnedly, and met the quiet tea teacher.

He didn't know her identity, only when she was a student who had lost her way to a spiritual place, or a surviving doorman or lady in a home in Changling, where blood was everywhere.

He took her in.

Just why, in the end, he is not there anymore?

She ignored the mud and sat down on the bank of the river against the tea plantation.

She hugged her head and began to tremble as she watched the corpse.

She felt like she was back at that time.

I don't know why, her thoughts have become as clear as ever.

She thought about everything that Ding Ning had done to herself, thinking about what happened these days, and she was familiar.

Only she thought of all the places she had just walked through and thought of the two bridges.

She quickly stood up again.

Walking towards the streets of Changling, I began to look for Ding Ning who walked through the Changling.

......

The net glass, such as the maid, quietly followed Ding Ning's body, and Ye Nan quietly followed Ding Ning.

Ding Ning is crossing the street faster than Rong Gong, and he will go through many shortcuts.

But he will also make some short stays in some places.

The first place he stayed was an unknown lane.

There is a broken stone monument next to an ordinary farmhouse, which is covered with moss.

Ding Ning stopped and opened the shovel on his back.

As a sword flowed out of the shovel, the moss on the stone was missing, revealing a neat cut, and then there was a lightly inconspicuous sword that seemed to flow like a shovel. in.

The net glaze and the leaf frame Nan’s breathing suddenly.

They felt the sorrowful and unspeakable sword meaning... they couldn’t figure out that they could only figure out that they were too high and not at one level. But Ding Ning’s move is to let them understand what Ding Ning is doing.

Especially the net glass.

She can't believe that Ding Ning can master such a sword in such a short period of time.

Ding Ning continued to walk through these streets.

He walked through a mottled ancient wall.

The white ash on the ancient wall fell off, revealing some traces that could not be seen even if people came to see it later.

He walked through a wide stone path that traveled a lot.

Some dust was spattered in the cracks in the stone.

He walked through a vegetable garden.

In the torrential rain last summer, when the night came back coldly, when fighting with Zhao Jian, Zhao Jian, there was a sword that smashed the vegetable garden.

......

Except for the net glaze and the leaf frame, even some practitioners who are always following him are not aware of such a breath because they are not close enough.

In the eyes of all of them, Ding Ning finally chose a very shortcut path to a hall.

The hall is called the Hangtang Hall, which is a large medical hall.

In the medical halls of Changling, you can rank in the second medical center.

As Ding Ning appeared in front of this medical center, many talents began to realize that the medical center had been packaged by the Guanzhong.

Sun Xingtang, the owner of Hang Hutang, is one of the most famous doctors in Changling. He is Guanzhong.

When Ding Ning came to the front of the hanging pot, the 70-year-old man was waiting in front of the hanging pot.

"You have entered the five realms."

Looking at Ding Ning, who was calm and courteous to himself, after the old man returned to the ceremony, he was very solemn and sighed: "There has never been such a fast-moving practitioner who has entered the Five Realms so you must not miss it."

"I understand what you mean."

Ding Ning smiled and said: "You want me not to be eager for a while, but if people are old and can't be eager for a moment, they will be slower. Maybe they will change their personalities in the future."

The old man gave a slight glimpse and immediately took a slap in the face. "I don't understand what you are doing, but what you said makes me feel a little human."

Ding Ning also once again returned to the ceremony: "So tired of the older generation."

The old man beheaded, and returned to the past, but today is very quiet, even the vast majority of doctors have been dismissed in the medical hall.

Ding Ning stopped.

He put down his shovel and stood behind him, then he stood at the door of the hospital and looked at the road.

Watching him stop completely, all the people began to understand that he was here to wait for the palace lady.

The net glass and the leaf frame Nan glanced at each other, and they were more certain that Ding Ning would stop after stopping here.

So the two men walked behind Ding Ning, hanging in the shadow behind the door.

There was a loud thunder in the sky.

There are no dark clouds, but it seems like someone is arguing for this upcoming drama.

......

There is no dark clouds in the sky.

In the roadway on one side, there is a black cloud that has been crushed by black.

Everyone on that side flocked to other places.

Many people in Changling will play umbrellas under the scorching sun, but no one's umbrella black will be so heavy.

Looking at the dense black umbrellas gathered together, everyone who saw them knew clearly that the supervisor’s first night was cold.

There is a stone bridge not far from the museum.

A carriage stopped by the stone bridge.

The carriage is ordinary, but a dark and moldy atmosphere, but many practitioners simply do not dare to pass here.

Only the ordinary people were not aware of it, and the crowds rushed toward the hall.

Looking down from the turret at the height, there are countless people in the Changling City Lane moving toward the hall like an ant.

Huang Zhenwei, who has just boarded the nearest corner of the hall, is full of worries and admiration.

This picture of people all over the world has not appeared in many years.

But at the same time he was a little worried.

Because his teacher did not come to the city.

He does not know the reason.