The Sword Dynasty

A simple and neglected question is followed by countless questions.

It’s just a thought and a meditation. When you don’t think about the process at all, just make sure that there are countless questions that can be explained.

Ding Ning's repair behavior is so fast.

Why Ding Ning can survive with Zhou’s ancestors.

Why Ding Ning can see countless swords at a glance.

Why Ding Ning has so much seriousness. &nb novel sp; why Ding Ning can cross the border and fight.

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At this moment, Huang Zhenwei’s mind is like there are countless people in the chanting, all of which are the names of Ding Ning and the nine dead silkworms.

His body fell into the brighter morning light, and it became more and more ridiculous and ridiculous, almost crying out.

Is life so ridiculous?

When you do not find it, when everything has happened, it quietly comes to your own eyes.

There was a black feather that gently fell in the light.

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He saw a black pigeon flying over, from the direction of the palace.

The black homing pigeon brings the Queen’s will.

He was on his way back to the palace, but the Queen’s will had arrived.

He removed the letter tube from the foot of the black homing pigeon, opened the enamel-covered notice of the secrets of the division chiefs, and then his hands trembled more violently.

At this time, he heard a scream of a military slogan on the corner of the far corner.

He turned around physically and saw a plain white.

He is the only student of Moshoucheng after the Emperor Yuanwu. He naturally knows what the sound of the squad on the turret and the plain white.

He knew that his teacher did not fulfill his promise to him.

Or his teacher is more wise than him, and he looks farther. He knows that even if he goes to the palace, he can't change anything.

"teacher!"

He shouted in pain, completely ignoring the eyes of the people around him, and the tears of crystallized slipped from his face.

Everything will not change.

The teacher is dead.

The Queen’s will has been released.

He wants his teacher to know before his death that some notoriety will not be imposed on him. He deserves some glory.

However, the teacher cannot see it.

What he wants to do is not likely to succeed.

After his teacher dies, there will be many charges and anger that his teacher will bear.

In this last moment, he knew that his teacher chose to accept it with enthusiasm. All the effort was only for the future of a huge empire with great glory, a huge empire that had never been seen before.

However, he could not accept it frankly.

The only sound that sounded in his mind at this time was his teacher and a sentence he had said.

Now he can only do things that he can do.

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Huang Zhenwei stood in the middle of the long street at this time.

Some of his subordinates did not want to let people see his gaffe, and cleared this long street very empty.

But he stood in this empty, long street, and the picture in front of him was constantly changing.

He seems to be standing in front of the huge corpse of the year.

He saw the powerful invincible swordsman who went all the way with the Daqin dynasty and went to the three dynasties. He eventually died, and his body was smashed into ashes by countless swords, and eventually he did not leave the ashes.

He put the Buddha in front of the Bashan swordfield.

The vast Bashan Mountains are not high, like a heavenly world, oppressing him, making him consciously small enough to breathe.

However, when the end of the sword was finally broken, when the Bashan swordfield disappeared, he felt that the huge Bashan suddenly collapsed, and numerous shadows were pressed against him.

Many people have paid a lifetime for this increasingly powerful dynasty until they die.

However, they did not get what they deserved.

At the moment when Huang Zhenwei faced the choice, he thought of the gaze of the man in the middle of the huge corpse.

Who is wrong?

Is the nine dead silkworm wrong?

Huang Zhenwei closed his eyes more painfully, but the already blazing sun still mapped his eyes to a red.

All the choices ultimately stem from the true emotions of the heart.

He thoroughly understood the meaning of his teacher's sentence.

His teacher made the choice he thought was right and liked.

But his teacher will not hinder his choice.

Because he is his teacher, a true disciple.

He closed his eyes hard.

Then squeeze the lips with force and bite your teeth hard.

Because he was too hard, his blood flowed out of his teeth and dripped down his mouth, but he himself did not know.

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When he made his choice, Ding Ning was already calmly preparing his own clothes.

He has informed the Mars.

According to the usual practice, any practitioner without military merit is only the most common sergeant when entering the military. However, because his identity is special, because he is a compromise from the sword of the mountain, he got like a general general. In the usual treatment, the Terracotta Warriors transferred three carriages to welcome him.

Because there is no return to the ink garden, there is no farewell.

In addition to the three drivers who are equipped with the terracotta warriors, one is a slutty niece, and he and his grandson are shallow snow, Nangong picks and leaves frame Nan.

Such a parting may seem a bit ambiguous, but leaving the city in such a way is a great relief for Ding Ning.

Any extra-budget will naturally make him unhappy.

So when he was preparing to board the horse-drawn carriage, when he saw the boy who appeared in the line of sight, his face was suddenly cold, such as a layer of frost.

Nangong picks were originally from the gates. She had already seen much more about this kind of expedition. Some of the things she needed to take care of, she took care of them, and let the three soldiers of the Terracotta warriors admire them.

At this point she was checking some spare medicines, and when she sensed the strange smell, she turned and looked at it.

"Is it an bouldering?"

At the first sight of the boy, she whispered to Ding Ning, who was not far away.

This young man is not tall.

But his feelings are higher than any young talent he has seen in Nangong.

Even the feeling of giving her a glass of glass is not as strong as it is.

Ding Ning has not officially seen An Baoshi, but he also knows that this boy who seems to be floating in the sky may only be an bouldering stone.

"I came to tell you something."

Without any opening remarks and no rituals, An Baoshi just walked to the place where Ding Ning was a few feet away. He stopped and smiled and looked at Ding Ning: "The net glaze has been defeated by my hand."

Ding Ning looked at him and did not speak.

"Now you are my only opponent. I hope that you will not slack off after you have won the name of the palace." An Baoshi smiled and looked at Ding Ning, saying: "And I should also go to the East Hu border."

"Do you think I will slack off?" Ding Ning looked at the bouldering stone and asked.

An Baoshi smiled and said: "It won't be good."

Nangong picking and leaf frame Nan frowned at the same time, and the heart did not like it.

The disappointment of the two is not because of the arrogance and conceit of the bouldering, but in the response of Ding Ning. They all felt that the response of Ding Ning's sentence was too weak, and there was no previous Ding Ning's edge.

However, at this time, Ding Ning went out and said: "I just have a relationship with you and I have nothing to do with you?"

An boulder is a little glimpse.

"Your opponent is a net glass."

Ding Ning no longer looks at the bouldering and starts to board the car. He said: "The net glaze will naturally defeat you, and I don't need me at all."

The boutonniere frowned deeply.

However, he did not say anything, but whispered: "If this is the case, then Dong Hubian will see you again."

Nangong Caiqi laughed.

She also started to get on the bus, and then seriously said to An Baoshi: "Don't hang the East Hubian on the lips, you should understand that this is still a secret of the Mars."

An boulder does not care about this provocation.

He smiled and turned and left.

The three carriages began to move and began to leave Changling.