The Sword Dynasty

Zhang Luyang's body was slightly stiff, and he raised his head a bit hard, his face gradually turning pale.

When Ding Ning said that Qian Dao Ren was dead, Ding Ning's expression was still extremely calm, as if doing something insignificant.

This expression made him feel that he was equally insignificant to Ding Ning, and even the defense was weak.

"When did you think I was lying?"

He paused for a long time before watching Ding Ning speak.

Ding Ning looked at him and said, "From the beginning."

...

No one usually came to the tea garden on this river hill. With the arrival of Jingliu and Ding Ning, a large number of people followed, and even some ordinary Changling people also followed. At this time, although the dense crowds deliberately lowered their voices However, for Zhang Luyang, who has always been in a very quiet environment, the sound around him is more and more noisy, and his mind is more and more bloated.

He didn't believe that Ding Ning could kill Qian Daoren, but these people who surrounded the entire tea garden...the expressions on those people's faces, the buzzing voices that constantly filled his ears, but reminded him all the time, this is the fact.

Qian Daoren is dead.

What if she died on the same day?

He suddenly understood Ding Ning's thoughts.

"You are too vicious." His body began to tremble.

"Don't let a dying old man take the last look, that's the biggest viciousness." Ding Ning did not look at his eyebrows, looked up at the distant mountains, and said slowly.

Hearing Ding Ning's words, Zhang Luyang's body stopped shaking, but became colder. "I will not answer your challenge."

"In Changling, a swordsman, especially a swordsman who is higher than others, would not dare to accept other people’s invitation to fight, and will be looked down upon and rejected by others. It seems that you can even spare your own reputation for her sake. Don't hesitate what others think of you."

Ding Ning looked at Zhang Luyang calmly and shook his head slightly, "But will she do this to you?"

Zhang Luyang took a deep breath and looked at Ding Ning, saying: "Yes."

"That's just your own idea." Ding Ning glanced at him and said, "I can make a bet with you."

Zhang Luyang said: "What bet?"

Ding Ning glanced at him lightly and said, "I bet I'm here until sunset, she won't come here. If she gets here before sunset, I will give up challenging you."

Zhang Luyang was silent for a moment and said, "Not everyone is free."

"I agree with you." Ding Ning looked at the city wall of Changling in the distance and said, "Everyone is not free. The key lies in what kind of sacrifice everyone is willing to pay."

"You have no confidence in her."

Ding Ning paused, then looked at his eyes and said: "If you are as confident as me, then you dare to bet with me."

Zhang Luyang's face became paler. He looked up at Ding Ning and said, "If she arrives before sunset...unless you also give up challenging her."

He said that this sentence was a bit messy, but Ding Ning and Jing Liuli knew what he meant.

Jing Liuli felt that Zhang Luyang's sentence was also very powerful, so she couldn't help but looked up at Ding Ning.

However, what she didn't think of was that Ding Ning did not hesitate, smiled and said: "Well, if she will arrive before sunset, I will give up challenging her."

Zhang Luyang's eyes were bright for a moment, but somehow, looking at Ding Ning's calm and confident face, his heart sank suddenly again.

Then he remained silent for a long time.

Then he fell on his knees and knelt down at Ding Ning.

There was an uproar around the tea garden.

No one understood why the owner of the tea garden suddenly bowed down to Ding Ning.

Jing Liuli was also taken aback.

In her view, since the gambling agreement has been fulfilled, the two sides are waiting for the outcome, and Ding Ning's attitude is so firm, even if Zhang Luyang knelt down and begged, Ding Ning could not change his mind.

"He is humiliated by himself. Kneeling in front of us in front of so many people is naturally a great humiliation."

At this time, Ding Ning's voice rang.

Ding Ning turned to look at her incomprehensible, then said: "If we just calmly drink tea and eat here, Ronggong will not necessarily come, but he must let Ronggong."

Jing Liuli instantly understood that his voice was slightly cold: "So he must let Rong Gong Nu know that he is suffering the most humiliation. He doesn't care how Changling people think of him in the future, or how Rong Gong Nu thinks about him, he just wants Let Ronggong come here, he just wants Ronggong to win a gamble, and he doesn’t have to die in your hands in the future.

Ding Ning was silent for a moment and said softly: "It's pitiful."

Jing Liuli frowned.

She inexplicably understood the meaning of Ding Ning's saying that Rong Gongyuan would never come. From beginning to end, Zhang Luyang fell in love with someone who was not worthy of his deep love.

"I can help you again."

Ding Ning walked to the kneeling Zhang Luyang and said quietly: "I can make you suffer such humiliation.

Zhang Luyang lowered his head.

Although it was his own choice, but numerous noisy voices filled his ears, he was still trembling all over because of humiliation.

He continued to kneel.

Ding Ning continued to stand in front of him.

It seems to never stop.

...

In the palace.

The maiden named Rong always waited under the eaves.

After confirming that the carriage was going to the tea plantation, the news went to her ears.

At this time she was far away from the tea plantation, and it was impossible to see through the palace and half of the Changling mausoleum and see the shadow of the tea plantation.

However, the news made her seem to be outside the tea garden.

She seemed to be able to see Zhang Luyang kneeling in front of Ding Ning.

Her body was trembling constantly.

Apart from Jing Liuli, no one knows Zhang Luyang and Ding Ning's gamble.

But she knew why Zhang Luyang would suffer such humiliation.

She is also very clear that as long as she appears in the tea garden and promises Ding Ning's challenge, such a thing will end.

She still has the confidence to kill Ding Ning.

But...the queen did not want her to appear in front of Ding Ning, nor did she want her to fight Ding Ning.

Her body was always trembling, and she was hanging her head.

In the flower garden in front of her eyes, the color of the light slowly darkened from golden.

Time passed silently.

The cool day of summer slowly moves in the sky, gradually falling west.

Many people outside the tea garden are waiting to be restless.

In their vision, the middle-aged man in the tea garden was still kneeling in front of Ding Ning, and he didn't know how long he would kneel.

Is this begging for forgiveness?

What is he begging Ding Ning to forgive him?

These people cannot understand.

Zhang Luyang's complexion in the tea garden was getting paler.

Practitioners like him don’t have any problems even kneeling for a day and night.

However, at this time, his sweat was soaking his clothes, and then steamed dry, and a thick layer of salt frost formed on his clothes.

His physical strength began to run out.