The Sword Dynasty

Most of the young talents in Changling did not dare to look at her in such a domineering posture, let alone that bowl of apparently deliberate ice drink.

So this teenager can only be Ding Ning.

Ronggong's eyes narrowed slightly, but after watching the time of interest, she got out of the carriage.

She is a powerful cultivator, and the horse team that is blocking her carriage is naturally impossible to stop her from moving forward.

She seemed to be walking in a leisurely court, but like a clear breeze, she easily walked out of the congested horse team and walked spotlessly towards the Xishui Tower ahead.

Perhaps it was a deliberate exhibition of Xiu Wei, and even a luminous light group appeared outside her body, which not only isolated the dirty odor, but also the hot summer heat.

No one stopped, she boarded the building and walked behind Ding Ning.

There was wind in the heights, and the horses slowly dispersed after she left the carriage, and there was no smell at all.

Ding Ning didn't turn around for a moment, her eyes first fell on Ding Ning's back, then on the bowl of ice drink in Ding Ning's hands.

Then a sneer sneered from the corner of her mouth, and she whispered, "It really is a bowl of chilled mung bean soup."

Ding Ning did not look at her, slowly drank the bowl of iced mung bean soup in his hand, and then let the bowl in his hand fall downstairs, making a crisp crackling sound.

When Ronggong's brow jumped slightly, he turned around, looked at Ronggong's surname calmly, and said, "Even if Xishuilou does it, it won't taste much."

There was no anger on the face of Rong Rong, but she just looked at Ding Ning calmly and said, "If you just want to be angry, you don't need to spend so much trouble. If you really want me to apologize, I can never drink this ice forever. Green bean soup."

"Everyone is dead. What good is an apology?"

Ding Ning looked at her and shook her head, said lightly: "I'm not more than Brother Zhang Yi, I'm more realistic. The so-called scenery is only real when people can see it. After all, I just want to make the old man happy. Now the scenery What is the meaning of the funeral?"

"The old man tolerated concessions throughout his life, and at the end his wish was just to watch the full swordsmanship. But even this little bit of his last time you have to be cruelly deprived...you are just a court lady."

Ding Ning smiled and looked at Rong, the surnamed lady seriously: "Do you think I just want to be angry?"

The surname Rong girl's eyes were slightly cold, "You are just a servant girl". In this way, she heard Ding Ning when she was at the Minshan Jianhui. However, when she heard Ding Ning talk about this time, her heart was completely different.

"Are you trying to force me to fight you and kill me?"

She was silent for a moment, then looked up at Ding Ning calmly and said, "I will not agree to your duel request."

"It's not that I think you have enough strength to kill me, but that I won't go against the will of the Queen Mother."

The surnamed Rong girl continued slowly: "After the Minshan sword meeting, you have proved that you are a genius who is juxtaposed with Jingliu and Anbaoshi. In the future, I will be the genius of the Great Qin Dynasty, so even if I can kill now I won’t shoot you if you die. As long as the queen’s mother admires you, I won’t accept your duel request.”

Ding Ning smiled and said, "I heard that you have a cat with a slightly blue coat, which is very rare, and extremely clever."

"It's just a foreign object. If you like it, I will send it to Moyuan today and let you take care of it."

The surnamed Rong girl smiled indifferently, shook her head, and said, "What you have done is of no use to me. I can live in the palace, even if I live in the palace for a long time...your These methods can never be used in the palace, and these Guanzhong clans can help you, and it is impossible to help them indefinitely."

Ding Ning narrowed his smile and looked at her, saying: "Your most annoying convenience is too confident and superior, even if you say apology without any sincerity. Even if you are given a chance to come again, you will still Do the same thing. I won’t be happy if I don’t kill you, my brothers who are forced by you will not be happy, my brother Shen Yi will not be happy."

Rong's maiden looked cold for a few minutes, but before she could say anything, the street not far away suddenly made a loud whisper, followed by a thunderous horseshoe.

Between her blinking eyes, a red horse running wildly ran along a long alley, with a loud bang, this mad horse ran straight into the front of the carriage of the Rong surnamed Gong The horses pulling the cart, when the two collided, the two running horses were splashed with blood, and the brains were scattered.

The driver who drove the car for the surnamed Rong was shocked and gave a cry. The whole person was almost taken off from the front of the car, but the mad rider turned over and landed, and then bowed to the driver. He performed a salute and said, "The horse was so frightened that it caused such a scourge. This...I'll pay."

This naturally cannot be a coincidence accident.

Ding Ning didn't hide it at all. He looked at the bloody scene of blood and brain splatter, calmly looked at Rong, the surnamed lady, and said, "We can't be happy, naturally we won't be happy for you. Things will happen all the time, you are in Changling, you will not even have a car or horse, you have to walk back to the palace on your own."

"Fortunately, it's not too far to walk."

The sight of the Rong female surnamed Rong froze completely, saying: "It turns out that what you are most upset with is the departure of Brother Zhang Yi. You must understand that any practitioner in Changling must listen to the will of the entire Great Qin Dynasty. They are the people of the Great Qin Dynasty. While your spiritual practice becomes stronger, you must clearly understand who you are working for, or even if your spiritual practice talent is even higher, you will find yourself dead."

"You still look at yourself too high."

Ding Ning looked at Rong's maiden, still using a calm gesture that could easily drive people crazy, and then said slowly: "You are just a maiden, and I want to challenge you that there are absolute reasons for most people in Changling."

"I have been in Changling for decades and have experienced countless things. I haven’t seen any storms. I want to see how you can make me accept your challenge. And since you want to trouble me, I Naturally it will also trouble you, this is a fair thing."

The surname Rong no longer spoke much, and turned to leave.

"It seems that she is not afraid of your threats."

When the walking figure of Rong surnamed Gong disappeared on the long street, Jing Liuli, who was wearing plain clothes, appeared behind Ding Ning, looking at the disappearance of Rong surnamed Gong, and said solemnly.

Ding Ning nodded and said, "It's just impossible for some of these means to make her afraid, but as time goes by, her mentality will change, and she will start to struggle. It's better to promise me a duel earlier. This kind of tangle and anger easily make her mindset unbalanced."

Jing Liuli was a little puzzled and pondered: "Why does her mentality change and will be entangled? Would it be better to promise you a duel earlier?"

Ding Ning laughed and said, "Because she will find that my cultivation is constantly improving, and my cultivation is rapidly becoming stronger and stronger."

Jing Liuli's eyes were shimmering, and she understood the meaning of Ding Ning.

Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "The next thing to do is to let her know that my cultivation is growing very quickly and growing at a terrifying rate."

After a pause, Ding Ning smiled and said, "Fortunately, she also said that I would find some trouble. I want to let her know that my cultivation practice does not need to be so deliberate."

Jing Liuli nodded and asked with humility: "What about her old lover?"

Ding Ning said: "That's the last straw that crushed the camel, so don't touch him for the time being. Instead, she can encourage her to see him more and get more comfort from him."

Jing Liuli thought for a moment and said, "Teached."

"Come on, let's go to her residence."

Ding Ning said this and began to go downstairs.

Jing Liuli followed behind and asked softly, "What are you going to do?"

Ding Ning said: "Go and fetch her cat."

Jing Liuli frowned slightly, and was a little puzzled.

Ding Ning turned to look at her and said, "There are some things that the enemy does not care about, does not mean that they really don't care. And even if they really don't care, when their things are taken away by you, I will always feel a little uncomfortable."

Jing Liuli frowned and nodded, "Want to kill her cat?"

"What do you want to kill, keep it well." Ding Ning laughed. "It's naturally more uncomfortable for a long time than for a while."

Jing Liuli thought for a while and said, "Why not let her old lover empathize?"

Ding Ning smiled dumbly and said, "Where is empathy? Don't you try to make her old lover like you?"

Jing Liuli said seriously: "If it works, I can try it."

Ding Ning looked at her with a serious look, and then looked at her immature but majestic momentum, and the smile was more brilliant, "Forget it, I think that person may not have such a high taste."

"Kill the cat in my house."

In a place where he and Jing Liuli couldn't see, a middle-aged man in a yellow robe appeared in front of the surnamed Rong, who walked alone on the road. The surnamed Rong, who passed by him, said softly indifferently.