The Sword Dynasty

"No."

Lu Siqi looked up at Fuling Jun and said in a most sincere request: "Let's wait."

Liling Jun hesitated for a long time, he gathered his hair and nodded.

He knew that Lu Siqi was right.

Even if the woman with the supreme power is sure to be interested in his ideas, or has already waited for him to make some requests, he is very clear that the weekdays have been admired by the people of Changling. A woman wrapped in praise is actually a cold and decisive side that ordinary people can't match.

If he makes too many concessions, even if he can return to the country of the Great Chu Dynasty, which is blocked by thousands of mountains and waters, even if he can finally sit on the most beautiful throne in the world, the whole big Chu may no longer be the original big Chu. .

But how long can I wait?

He turned his head and looked at the dark night outside the window. He felt that every night in Changling was so long, but time was still not enough.

Lu Siqi was in his turn, but his heart beat and his breath stopped.

Because he saw the hairline of Fuling Jun, it was already white.

When the **** was screaming, the platform on the highest point of the Aries Cave flashed a faint red light.

On the futon in the Taoist Temple, Xue forgot to open his eyes slowly. He looked at Li Daoji, who stood in the last darkness before dawn, cleared his throat and asked softly: "The juvenile’s recent practice can be counted. smoothly?"

Li Daoji’s cold dagger said: “He is the smoothest practitioner I have seen in practice. After a few days of sinking into the jade palace, after breaking through the repair of the second world, the next practice is not Half-point confusion. The obstacles and levels that practitioners encounter will not seem to exist in front of him."

There was also a hint of excitement in Xue’s eyes, and he looked at Li Daoji and asked seriously: “Do you think he really broke through to the second world before the sword trial?”

"That depends on the speed at which he breaks the border. After all, the breakthrough of the big realm is completely different from the obstacles in this ordinary practice. If there are not many obstacles in this kind of breach, then he should become a practice and break through to the refining in January. The kind of monster in the air." Li Dao said these words in detail, and then in a slightly cold tone, then said: "Just in the night just past, he was almost killed."

Xue forgot to live.

He thought that Li Daoji appeared in front of him so early, and wanted to discuss with him the practice of Ding Ning.

Li Daoyun looked cold and looked at Xue forgot his eyes. He did not wait for Xue to forget the opening. He has already said: "I don't know who it is, but it is a real thing, and there are many people." Fuxi’s practitioner, the God’s supervisor, is already investigating this matter.”

Xue Bian's brow wrinkled, but there was still no sound.

Li Daoji looked at him and went on to say: "Ding Ning broke two ribs and suffered some injuries, but he still struggled, and a character who was just a refinery in the city, and even the real thing. The practitioner killed."

Xue Bian's brow stretched out all at once, and his eyes were full of strange flames. He sighed softly: "This boy really gave us a long face in Aries."

This time, the brow of the Li Dao machine wrinkled.

Because in his opinion, no matter what aspect, this is not something to be happy.

The glory of Xue’s eyes was still expanding, and his wrinkled old face began to be covered with strange brilliance.

He thought about it and then stood up.

"You are here today, don't go anywhere." He said with a slight smile on Li Dao.

Li Daoji’s inexplicable breath, what he felt, looked up at Xue forgetting, and slowly said: “Since God’s supervisor has intervened, Ding Ning naturally returns to the safe and back to the mountain, you do not need to go out. ”

"That's not the same."

Xue Forgot shook his head. His eyes, which seemed to be indifferent for a long time, began to be filled with a rare look of pride. This look is similar to the look of Du Qingjiao when he left the White Sheep Cave.

"There have been few things in the White Sheep Cave that have made me feel happy and have a light on my face."

"It’s hard to have a half-day pass, even a student who might refine in January, and it was left to me when my brother left. It was almost killed last night."

"Of course I know that God's Superintendent will definitely make him safely return to the White Sheep Cave, but I haven't had a White Sheep Cave for a long time, and I can't go out... Even if I am alive, others think I am dead."

"Do you know who is the most terrible thing in the world? It is not the kind of person who is not afraid of death, but who will die very quickly. Don't worry about people who will die. I am too old, I am dying. But when it comes to the end, I still want to remind people of this."

The voice of Xue Forgetting is still echoing in the Taoist view, but his figure has disappeared.

It disappeared in front of Li Daoji and disappeared into the white clouds that were pressed against this Taoist temple.

When the first light came into the indus, Ding Ning woke up as usual.

He coughed gently, and the pain of breaking the two ribs was nothing to him, but under the intense force, the feeling of soreness that had not been seen for a long time still made him feel uncomfortable.

The long-haired Sunshine sat in the window as usual, combing the long hair like a waterfall.

"The carriage of the White Sheep Cave is now parked outside the door."

She did not turn around and said coldly: "But there is one more person in the carriage, and the coachman did not notice it. It should be the practitioner of the fifth place, but was injured, it should be Wang Taixu."

Ding Ning knows that her perception will never be a problem at this distance, and his eyes are full of joy.

"It's a little special today. I went back to the White Sheep Cave earlier and couldn't cook the porridge for you." He said, washing his face quickly, and apologizing to the long-haired Sunshine.

The long-term grandson is silent.

She wants to retaliate, but she faintly feels that at least these years in this alley has been beyond her own expectations, and she has often gotten used to what Ding Ning did for her.

Just like now, when he told her that she couldn’t cook porridge for her, in the time of counting, what she thought in her mind was not a meal or a problem, but she thought that without porridge, she would Want to go out and buy something to eat?

Maybe go buy a bowl of the face he often eats?

......

Stopped in front of the carriage outside the wine shop, the handsome middle-aged driver waited anxiously.

He also already knew what happened last night, knowing that Ding Ning was not hurt lightly. He only picked up Ding Ning every day for the majority of the month. He knew Ding Ning, and he knew that even if Ding Ning could not return to the White Sheep Cave today, he would know. He will be heard.

Suddenly I saw the opening of the wine shop door. At first glance, I saw Ding Ning, who was inexplicably pale. The driver’s face suddenly appeared happy, and the eyes immediately showed a sly look.

"How is your injury? Are you going back to Aries in today?"

"To go back, even if it is a cure, Aries Cave is definitely better than the doctors in this neighborhood."

"It was really negligent in yesterday... Later, an official came to check my carriage. The axle was split by a sharp weapon after entering Changling. Someone should have done it on the road. But you are already a white sheep cave. The students, not the teachers of the White Sheep Cave... even the officials of the divisions will treat them differently. I really didn’t expect someone to deal with you."

"This is an accident, and you are not a practitioner. If you find it early, you may be able to take your life."

After talking with the driver, a few words, when the driver turned to Lema, Ding Ning quickly opened the curtain to a small corner, and then quickly flashed into.

Looking at the figure that was silently curled up in the soft collapse, Ding Ning first made a squeaking gesture. However, he coughed and said to the outside driver: "I am more anxious than usual, etc. If you can get off the bus, please be faster."

On the weekdays, the driver who was favored by Baiyang Cave thought that Ding Ning was anxious to go back to Baiyang Cave for treatment. He said in a simple way: "I have put more cushions and bedding in it. When it will be bumpy, you have to Be careful."

After responding to this, the driver took a whip and drove up.

Under the cover of the sharp hooves and the sound of the rolling wheels, Ding Ning looked huddled beside him, like a piece of gold paper, and even the body seemed to shrink a few points of Wang Taixu, said softly: "It turned out to be so miserable." ...you have to try to hide in the carriage of this White Sheep Cave?"

The king was too weak to look at Ding Ning, who had already noticed that he was hiding in the carriage, and had a pale smile on his face.

"It’s miserable."

"A few brothers who followed me to the world, I was able to support two floors after I died. I died all night last night."

"In order to get the message, in order to be able to get to your carriage, two more people died for me."

"I have to admit that you gave me the biggest accident again. You and I were the only survivors in the assassinations last night."

Ding Ning was not shocked when he heard these words. He just sighed and said softly: "It seems that the nobleman behind Jin Lin Tang is not reconciled?"

"As long as I have survived these days, I will let him not be willing to pay the price." Wang Taiqiang resisted the cough and said softly.

Ding Ning shook his head. He didn't answer Wang Taixu's words. He just muttered, "White Sheep Cave won't leave me alone? At least Li Daoji should come out and pick me up..."

The buggy carriage has already sailed on the official road in the suburbs of Changling.

It is reasonable to say that on this wider road, the speed of the carriage will be faster, but Ding Ning and Wang Taixu sitting in the carriage feel that the speed of the carriage has dropped.

More than a dozen chariots flashing the cold bronze light occupy the majority of the road ahead. Dozens of sergeants wearing scales are checking the passing pedestrians and vehicles one by one.

Ding Ning opened the corner of the car, and the eyes were the scales on the sergeant and the cold reflection on the sword.