The Sword Dynasty
Chapter 350 Step by Step
Bai Shanshui was silent in the black carriage.
"Seven Realms..."
She pondered, raised her head slowly, and whispered to herself: "In the past, when the fish market entered the Weihe River, four orphans would reunite again. Now even Miss Gongsun has appeared, Zhao Miao, Where are you again?"
Zhao Miao is Mr. Zhao Si.
After World War I, Zhao Si's life was destroyed and disappeared, but Bai Shanshui always felt that, like himself, Mr. Zhao Si would never be reconciled when he saw this gray wall and black tiled male city.
Obviously was an opponent who once talked about swords in life and death, but now thinking of Zhao Miao, her heart was inexplicably somewhat emotional, warm, and expectant.
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The caravan marching on the border of Chu finally got closer to Yandi.
Because of the accumulation of too much fatigue, the emotions of most people in the caravan became more irritable, but it may be because of the proximity to the homeland, the old man Zhang Yi has been caring for seems to be getting better and better, no longer to the previous It was also bad words for Zhang Yi's many demands, but more time fell into silence, squinting the yellow eyes, as if constantly remembering something.
When I could vaguely see some villages on the border of Yandi, the old man seemed to suddenly come to a lot of spirits. After using Zhang Yi’s supper at sunset, he smiled at Zhang Yi very rarely and saw Zhang Yi slightly mocking. : "Young practitioners like you should not follow such a horse team as the dog of a bereavement. You must have committed a felony in Changling, so you have to escape from Changling in this way."
Zhang Yi stunned slightly, embarrassedly: "Sir, you misunderstood."
"It's not a felony, why is that?" The old man's sarcasm was stronger.
Zhang Yi was stunned. He didn't know how to answer this question for a while.
The old man laughed again. "He said he was not a felony."
Zhang Yi thought about it and said, "I offended a big man."
The old man looked at him contemptuously and said, "You are a practitioner, you just offend a big person, you dare not stay in Changling, and you are too weak."
"I'm not afraid of that great man." Thinking of what he and his "little brother" did in the Minshan Swords Club, Zhang Yi's face shone with some rare pride, "It's just my choice, It can make the people I care about better."
"Sacrifice yourself, fulfill others, and it sounds great." The old man looked at Zhang Yi deeply and said, "Then have you thought about yourself?"
Zhang Yi nodded seriously, looking at the depths of Yan Di in the distance: "I want to become stronger... Only by becoming strong enough can I protect others."
The old man smiled.
Zhang Yi was looking into the distance, but he didn't see his face at this time was very gentle and quite different from usual.
"I'm sleepy, help me to wash my feet with warm water."
He said as usual to Zhang Yi.
Zhang Yi stood up and went to warm water without much thought.
When he returned with a basin of hot water, he was stunned.
There was no trace of the old man in his sight.
Only in the place where the old man was sitting, there were traces of burnt charcoal, and three words were written in a crooked way, "I'm gone."
When Zhang Yi's eager cries sounded, the old man walked lightly in the wilderness in the night package.
His body always seemed to be surrounded by a unique mass of vitality, making his body float like a gust of wind on the long grass tip.
The wrinkles on his face are still the same, but the feeling of weakness and oldness is slowly repelled by a strong temperament, and eventually disappears completely on him.
Under a dead old tree, there was a fiery red burning like a flame.
Only when the distance was close did I see clearly. It was a fiery red crane.
When the old man approached the fiery red crane, the crane spread its wings and flew up.
The old man seemed to just sit forward and sat on the back of the crane.
Then the crane swept up silently and disappeared into the flowing clouds in the night sky above.
"I can see that you are a good person, but now in this world, good people may not be good."
The leader of the caravan, Luo Zhongjing, walked to Zhang Yi, who had searched for a long time in the vicinity, but finally found nothing. He looked at his disappointed and extremely worried face. He didn't say the rest of the words, but said it seriously.
Zhang Yi understood the meaning of the leader of the horse gang and knew that the other party had good intentions.
But he shook his head and said softly: "If you think so, you will only have evil, not good."
Luo Zhongjing sighed and said nothing more.
From the incomprehension at the beginning to the helplessness at this time, the modest young practitioner's performance along the way and the meticulous care of the Yandi old man with grievances have invisibly made them all feel what they have felt. Is a real gentleman.
Can a real gentleman really survive in this world of weak meat and strong food?
At this time, Zhang Yi was worried about the lost old man, but he was worried about the encounter with the young practitioner who had been convinced by the article to arrive at Dayan.
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Ding Ning frowned and sat at the table.
That piece of jade symbolizing the sword hidden in Gushan lay quietly on the table in front of him.
Some of the lines circling in his mind perfectly fill the largest missing corner of this piece of jade, and are perfectly connected with the lines on this piece of jade.
The Gushan Sword Hidden by Bai Shanshui is not as complete as his.
It's just that when the mind wanders through these nearly complete lines, the more clearly it is perceived, the more Ding Ning feels that his previous inference to Chang Sun Qianxue was correct.
When the power above the Eight Realms spreads out according to these lines, what kind of result will be produced when the powerful heaven and earth flow between the heaven and earth of Changling?
Ding Ning faintly felt as if he had seized the thread that could lead to the true answer, but it seemed that he could not really touch it like the last layer of yarn.
Something messy.
There was a sound of bamboo in the distance.
Listening to the faint laughter of laughter from the restaurant in the distance, Ding Ning understood that he was confused.
"can not be like this."
He frowned and yelled at himself in a low voice.
Then his face began to return to the former calm.
Since you can't think of a way out of chaos, you can only follow the steps.
The court girl named Rong has always been Zheng Xiu's minion, and there are many new and old accounts to be counted.
The horseman who drove in the past, now General Liang Lianliang will be far away from Changling.
In that case...then kill the Rong female surname first.
In fact, step by step is often the easiest way to calm down.
He put the jade charms on the table close to his body, walked out of the inner courtyard, and walked out of the gate of Moyuan all the way to Shao murderer sitting on the mat under the tree. He bowed carefully and said, "I think To kill Rong Rong."
Suddenly hearing such a sentence, Shao's face did not change. He just looked up slightly at Ding Ning and said indifferently: "The queen will not give you the opportunity to kill her publicly, but if you secretly kill, you will kill. "
"In that way everyone will think that Minshan Jianzong helped me kill her." Ding Ning shook his head and said, "I will kill her publicly as a disciple of Baiyangdong."
Shao Shaman is the most murderer of Minshan Jianzong. His killing contains many layers of meaning. In the previous sentence, he has clearly and clearly indicated a certain meaning, but at this moment he did not directly refute Ding Ning, but pondered After a moment, he said: "The queen does not give you the opportunity to openly challenge her and kill her, but you can force her to bear it."
"I want to know what she can't stand."
Ding Ning saluted Shao murder again.
He knows that Shao murder may not be able to know, but Minshan Jianzong must be able to find a way.