The Sword Dynasty

"The Shushan Jianzong did not arrange for other people."

Nangong Cai looked at Ding Ning and shook his head. He said: "If it is not your request, even I will be left to practice in Shushan Jianzong."

Ding Ning did not seem to be surprised. He was a little bit stunned. Some satisfied: "The sword of Lushan gave the Queen a satisfactory attitude. This is the return of the Queen."

Nangong Caiyu understood the meaning of Ding Ning and said: "Are you worried that she will treat us like Zhang Yi?"

"It is the separation of friends and relatives, this is what she is best at doing." Ding Ning sneered. **** The novel Nangong’s picks were slightly stunned. She thought of Ding Ning’s killing of the surnamed palace lady, which is also a tribute to the Queen’s handling of Zhang Yi.

"It is possible to let Xie Changsheng stay in the mountains of Jianshan... and it seems that he has left many injured and heavy candidates in the Lushan Jianzong." After a sneer, Ding Ning looked at Nangong Cai, saying: There has been some change in the snow."

Nan Gong Cai felt that she could not comment on this level of character as casually as Ding Ning, so she could not interface.

The heights of Lushan Mountain are not overwhelming.

Bai Lisu Snow looked at the snow in the mountains and slowly asked a young man in the Qingshan robes wearing a jade-colored gown. "He has no other requirements?"

The Shushan Jianzong practitioner shook his head with respect and respect, saying: "In addition to asking the few people to accompany him, he did not make any request."

Bai Lisu said in a faint voice, "If you don't make any request, it means he has confidence."

The standing sect of the Shushan Jianzong, who is standing on the sidelines, is somewhat reluctant, saying: "So by the Queen?"

"If you turn your face when you don't have to turn your face, you can only call it reckless."

Bai Lisu's snowy face said slowly: "Even if there is a unified system, there are always a few swords to make her and Yuanwu jealous, why bother to die."

......

For many Changling people, the place where the snow is colder than the mountains is the depth of the palace.

Deep in the palace, on the stone road in front of the Queen's study, a man in a gray robe.

His body is very tall, even if he is lying on the ground, it is very tall.

Only the place where his right arm was in his robes was empty, and a pair of sleeves swayed slightly in the wind.

His appearance is very bleak and very humble.

No one can associate him with Shen Xuan, the master of the big floating prison.

He didn't know how long it took.

In the study room in front, there was finally a cold voice coming out. "I just let you come to see me. Why are you jealous?"

Shen Xuan looked at the ground in front of his knees and did not look up. He said: "The big floating water is broken, and the forest is boiled. It is my fault and I am responsible."

"If there is no innocence in the heart, I have tried my best, and I don't need to be jealous at all." The voice of the Queen in the study continued to spread.

Listening to this cold and majestic voice, Shen Xuan did not argue anything, but just lowered his head in silence.

"I thought you liked the big floating prison."

The Queen continued: "There can be more practitioners there, and you can learn a lot of the means of practice from their mouths in the first place, so your years of cultivation have been very fast. Don't forget, in and. Among those of your age, there are a lot of talents that fall far behind you than your outstanding practitioners."

"But now I know you don't like it, not like you show it."

"If I judge the mistake, it is naturally my fault, not your fault."

"You should understand that unless I don't speak, if I open my mouth, I will do what I said."

"I can give you a promise."

The sound from the study is no longer so cold, and it starts to calm down. "If you like, you can go to Donghu with the army... As long as you can get back the gods from the boy, you are the 14th Hou of Daqin, and I can let you choose to seal the land."

Shen Xuan's body did not have a half of the vibration, but the muscles on his face were slightly twitching.

He took a deep breath and then slowly stood up and said, "I will go to Donghu."

The sound of the Queen in the study sounded up and said: "I hope that you really like this time."

Shen Xuan raised his head and said: "It is really like."

......

Changling is always a place full of counts of sorrows and joys.

Some people like it, some people are sad.

Huang Zhenwei was very sad and looked at the quietly lying ink on the wicker chair. The voice trembled: "Teacher, please wait for me."

Mo Shoucheng slowly raised his head and glanced at him, beheading.

Huang Zhenwei turned and walked down the turret.

He walked toward the palace in the morning light.

He knew that his teacher had reached the final time. How long he had to stay in this world, only his teacher's mind was left.

If he is going to leave, his teacher will leave the world at any time.

He knew that at this time, with his teacher's physical condition, staying for one more point was more painful, but he wanted the teacher to wait for him to come back from the palace.

Because he wants to ask the Queen for something.

At least his own teacher is not like the business owner of the year, at least his teacher can bear less of some notoriety.

This is his most sincere heart as a student.

He wants to do this.

However, he did not know that when he left the turret, under the direction of Moshoucheng, the cold general also turned his wicker chair, so that Mo Shoucheng could see Huang Zhenwei who was far away.

"What's the point?"

Moshoucheng also said that he would listen to Huang Zhenwei, and he would like to say to himself and the cold generals behind him: "When you live to me so old, you will understand that there is no more important thing in the world than life and death and your own mind." Everyone is dead, everything is empty, can be calm inside, how can you care about this aftermath?"

After saying these words, he covered the blanket and closed his eyes like a small cockroach.

......

Huang Zhenwei is going very fast.

He is like a morning light walking through the Changling.

In one place, he paused a little.

In this place, he can see a deserted street that is not far away.

That street is the phoenix tree.

At this time, he did not think of the other things of the wine shop boy, but he thought of the boy standing in front of the dead Xue forgetful before the start of the Shushan sword meeting.

In the picture in his mind, himself and Ding Ning's figure gradually coincide.

He thought of his mood at the moment, it was the mood of Ding Ning at that time.

He stayed for a moment and then continued on.

Then soon he stopped again.

With his cultivation, you can hear a lot of subtle voices.

On weekdays, he has long been accustomed to the sounds of the beings of the heavens and the earth, and he will naturally remove the chaotic sounds and hear the sounds he wants to hear.

The sound he hears naturally is the sound he wants to hear.

His body trembled inexplicably.

Because the voice he unconsciously heard at this time is just a very common conversation between two people in the street.

"The daughter of Zhang Blacksmith has become more and more polite, and she looks exactly the same as her mother when she was young. It is completely carved out of a mold."

"It's a lot more like a mouth and a blacksmith. I think you are too old to remember. Even a painting drawn by a painter can't be exactly the same."

"You are a temper is too top..."

Listening to this unusual, many times, the dialogue that appears in the streets, Huang Zhenwei knows that he made a serious mistake, or that he ignored one thing.

Sometimes the clues that have been long-awaited and have no clues, have already fallen into their own eyes like the wild grasses that are inconspicuous on the road.

Many people have checked Ding Ning.

As early as the night to cold back to the Changling storm, the gods have carefully checked Ding Ning, including his younger long-haired Sun Xiaoxue.

Even though the gods have no problem, even destroying Ding Ning's file, some real powers have to check Ding Ning, and the information on the files obtained will not be less than that of God.

As early as after the Lushan Federation, Huang Zhenwei saw some information about Ding Ning.

Ding Ning's information naturally includes the long-term shallow snow.

The birth of Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue has no problem.

He even saw the genealogy of Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue.

In the genealogy, there is a portrait of the mother of the grandson.

In the portrait of the genealogy, the portrait of the grandson's shallow snow mother is almost exactly the same as that of the grandson.

It's not just looks, it looks exactly the same.

There are no two identical rivers in the world, and there are no two people with the same appearance. This is the simplest truth.

However, at that time, he turned over the genealogy, but he did not seriously compare it in his mind. He just thought that the mother of the grandson and shallow snow was also a peerless beauty with a face that was unforgettable.

If the portrait is painted according to the light snow of the great-grandson, it is a fake.

False is the biggest problem.