The Sword Dynasty

This voice was naturally sent by the cultivator who just looked at him, just looking at him, but still wiping sweat, as if not talking to them at all.

Jing Liuli looked at the stranger with a strange behavior and raised her eyebrows, she was about to speak, but at this moment, Ding Ning's voice sounded behind her: "No matter what you ask, just listen."

Jing Liuli's eyes flickered slightly, so she didn't speak, and still drove the carriage forward normally.

"In other words, many of her weaknesses were intentionally pretended."

"Her cat was dead when you arrived at her yard, and she was ordered to be killed by herself."

"She is as cruel as the Queen Mother, this kind of cruelty is not only reflected in others, but also in herself."

"Even the old lover who treated her is the same, even if the old lover who tortured her in front of her is useless, because people like her always love themselves."

"In this world, in this Changling, there is only one thing she fears, and that is only the empress queen. Her only weakness is the empress queen...you have to deal with her unless you can find out what she concealed or did not deal with the empress queen. A place of loyalty, even if it is a forgery. As long as such things are constantly exposed, she will become more and more afraid, and will worry that your continuous disclosure will cause the queen to be really dissatisfied with her, and thus promise to fight with you, thinking To terminate this matter."

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Jing Liuli's brow gradually grew deeper and locked.

It wasn't until the carriage went out of this lane that the voice of the husband who looked like a husband no longer heard, Jingliu spoke, and said softly, "This man's words seem very reasonable."

Ding Ning nodded, also said softly: "It is very reasonable, and not an ordinary person, know a lot, even Rong Rong Maid has such an old lover know."

Thinking of this layer, Jing Liuli suddenly looked down, saying: "Can't guess who this person is?"

Ding Ning calmly said: "It is very likely that, like this maid, it is the person around the queen."

Jing Liuli turned her head and gave Ding Ning a serious look. "Why judge?"

"After all, this lover of the surname maid is extremely secret, and even you, Minshan Jianzong, do not know it, and only Jiantiansi knows it. The entire Changling, as much as the Jiantiansi, knows only God The people around the jail and the queen."

Ding Ning glanced at her, instructed her to concentrate on catching the car, and at the same time said slowly: "And you haven't paid attention to his tone and title... Every time he mentioned Zheng Xiu, the title used was the Queen Mother and the tone was very respectful. The people in Shendujian have always been cautious, it is impossible to have trouble, and it is impossible to have a relationship with me and Minshan Jianzong. The most taboo of Yuanwu and Zheng Xiu is the supervision of the officials of Shendujian and Jiantiansi. The Party. If the people of the God's Guardian dare to do such a thing, no matter what the title and tone of voice are, they cannot be respected like this."

Jing Liuli was silent for a moment, and said, "I have a lot to learn from you, but it's just that people who are also around the queen, why should you help you deal with the surname Rong, will it be a suspicion?"

"Is it doubtful? Try to know it slowly." Ding Ning looked at her extremely modestly and couldn't help laughing. "As for the people around the queen, why should I help me deal with Rong?" It’s difficult for me to know the reason for things like the maid, after all, I can’t know everything.”

Jing Liuli thought about it, nodded his head in agreement, and then asked, "The Ronggong lady has been like the shadow of the queen all these years. Could there be a place where she is unfaithful to the queen? If so, if that person wants to help us, why? Unknown?"

"It may be doubt, but not sure. But as long as there is doubt, it may be found out." Ding Ning looked at Jing Liuli and said: "The other party even said things like her old lover directly. I believe that we must have known this with our ability, so he may feel that there is no need to mention it, and we can find out, not to mention that it is not difficult to get out of nothing."

"At least one thing was right, remind me." After a pause, Ding Ning then said seriously: "Her greatest fear is indeed from Zheng Xiu. Only when Zheng Xiu is involved, she will fall into the biggest. Fear. The most important thing is that Zheng Xiu always loves herself. She is most familiar with and understands Zheng Xiu, so she will be more afraid."

Jing Liuli turned to look at Ding Ning and said, "You seem to know the Queen very well."

Ding Ning said quietly: "I have heard enough stories, and my brother Zhang Yi still does not know where he is."

The carriage was getting closer and closer to the residence of Rong Rong.

A clear cat hissing sounded.

In the courtyard of Rong's maiden, the maid who routinely served Rong's maiden held a pair of scissors, trembling all over, almost crying.

There was blood spattering on her body, and a light-blue cat on the ground in front of her had not completely cut off her breath and was still twitching.

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Like many mornings in the past, Zhang Yi woke up at the first chirping, got up without any delay, put on his clothes and folded the quilt, and began to wash.

Even in the inn, it is meticulous.

A gentleman's trip lies not in foreign objects but in the heart.

Some things made him very puzzled. From Qin to Yandi, there was no one to arrange along the way, so that he had to follow the horse gang around the Chuyan border, but after arriving at Yandi, even in the villages on the border, there were people Reception, arranged his food and living all the way until he was introduced into Yandu.

There is a horse-drawn carriage parked outside the door of the inn where he lives. This horse-drawn carriage will take him to Xian Fuzong today.

Now in the open space before the Xianfuzong Mountain Gate bathed in the morning light, a lot of young candidates have been gathered from various places from the Dayan Dynasty.

The practice site of the Dayan Dynasty was not as concentrated as that of the Great Qin Dynasty, so most of these electors who came from all over the world were servants.

Xian Fu Zong is the strongest sect recognized by the Dayan Dynasty. Xian Fu Zong occupies an extremely important position in the whole world.

For many years, among the most famous practitioners of the Dayan Dynasty, at least seven or eight of the ten were from Xian Fuzong.

After using the simple breakfast earlier, Zhang Yi, led by a carriage, came to the mountain gate of Xian Fuzong, looked at the grassy mountains on the mountain that seemed to be extremely extreme, and then looked at the black outside the mountain gate, which was engraved with big swallows. The handwriting of many powerful practitioners of the dynasty, and even the handwriting of many emperors, naturally produced feelings of awe, and then they were somewhat ashamed.

The swordsmanship he consciously repaired did not seem to match that of the immortal Fuzong.

Now as far as I can see, most of the selected students in front of this Xian Fuzong Mountain Gate are looking at the writing on the wall of the Dao with a fascinating look, but he only feels that the breath between the writings is too clear, as if floating Heavenly.

Not only was he worried about whether he could keep up with the young talents of Yandi after he entered Xianfuzong, he now even worried about whether he could pass Xianfuzong's big test.

As for the Xian Fuzong's big test happened at this time, he subconsciously thought it was just a coincidence.

However, none of those servants of the wind and dust have the same idea as him.

Because those candidates have been here for half a month.

Xian Fuzong's big test has been postponed for half a month for reasons unknown to outsiders.

Like all the other candidates, he seemed to have no reason for Xian Fuzong in advance, but all his whereabouts were constantly reported into a grass house in Xian Fuzong.

There are three old men in this cottage.

One of them was the old man he cared for in the caravan.

"Brother, did you really decide to accept him as a disciple?"

Listening to another old man's question, the old man shook his head with emotion and said, "Brother, you have asked the same thing three times."

The old man with a clear face and hair with a faint blue hair shook his head and said, "If you ask three times at different times, I think you may change your mind."

The old man sighed and did not reply.

This is the decision.

Another old man with white eyebrows raised his eyebrows slowly, and was about to speak.

"Senior Yuan, you know the best way of balance and harmony. You know that everything needs to be balanced and balanced. However, it is completely irrelevant to balance and harmony, and to whom you owe." The old man looked at the old white-browed man and shook his head. , Looking at the morning light outside the cottage, whispered: "Because all these, can't stop the real love."

"I really like the character of this Changling boy."

The old man said mildly and patiently: "This is the most important reason why I want to put him under the door."

The old man with a white eyebrow smiled helplessly and said, "Sister Brother, you are the master of the case. Now that we have decided, we really don't need to say more."

The old man smiled contentedly and said: "Gentlemen are like jade, regardless of territory or group. Such a person will not be at least unable to deal with our efforts."

In the morning light, the other two elderly people also accepted the old man's true love, and he was also infected with his wishes.

Outside the mountain gate of Xian Fuzong, Zhang Yi, who could not fit into the ink on the wall of the Tao, was attracted by several bird songs. He looked up curiously and saw a few magpies flying from the top of the wall of the Tao.