The Sword Dynasty

The cold air was thicker, the sky was darker, and snow even fell in the air. However, this train was extremely calm, and many drivers even started to hang lanterns on both sides of the front of the car.

A glowing lantern swayed in the wind and made a slight noise when it collided with the body, while the people in the team were silent.

The atmosphere is strange and mysterious, revealing danger.

A slight fluctuation appeared in Ding Ning's state of mind.

At many moments before this, he was doing a deduction about this battle, guessing where Zheng Xiu’s last move was, but he still had no gain. However, at this time, this is the strange atmosphere of this train. He suddenly shrank his heart and gave an ominous hunch.

"East Hu monk, we should have met in the Changling tomb that year. It was just that you were inconspicuous at that time, and you did not expect you to come to such a step."

At this moment, Sima looked up at them with a blank expression, and said aloud: "Miss Gongsun, did not think you would come to such a step."

His voice is deep and powerful, with a taste of years, it is easy to pull people's thoughts to many years ago.

"And you, although you don’t understand how a person like you exists, you should be the heir to the Nine Dead Silkworm, his true biography."

His eyes stayed on Ding Ning for a long time, with some appreciation and sigh.

For anyone present, this is not the right time to chat. However, Sima wrong at this time is just like a gossip. He looked at Ding Ning and then said slowly: "You know this is a dead body. What is the real intention behind the war?"

His voice was very peaceful, but everyone could hear the taste of conspiracy.

Obviously, there are two terrible people, and his personal behavior is definitely more than his practitioners came to assassinate him. However, his attitude seems to be that he is a hunter, and the other party is just the prey sent to the door.

Long Sun Qianxue thought of a possibility, the eyes were filled with cold anger instantly, the cold wind of the call sign in the sky was suddenly more urgent, and made countless ghosts crying and howling.

Ding Ning frowned slightly, but did not respond to Sima's wrong question at this time, but remained silent.

"The young lady of the Gongsun family and the Bashan Jianchang, and the descendants of the nine dead silkworms have been incredible, and the East Hu monk who desperately wanted to kill Wang Jingmeng has also been along with you. It is even more bizarre, but these It’s not the point."

Sima looked at Ding Ning with sympathetic eyes and sighed: "The real purpose behind this war is the successor of the Nine Dead Silkworm, it is you."

His sigh was sincere to the extreme, but even Ding Ning felt bitterly cold.

"This kind of war, indeed, neither Bashan Jianchang nor I can not appear. It is just using the life and death of millions of people to determine the real existence of the nine-dead silkworm, to let the nine-dead silkworm appear, she is more and more crazy."

Ding Ning finished speaking these words and looked directly into Sima’s wrong eyes. "Assassination of the coach is indeed a favorite method of Bashan Jianchang, but how can you be sure that the Nine Dead Silkworm will appear here, and how can I be sure that I am the Nine Dead Silkworm?"

To complete a definite inference, it needs a lot of accurate information to prove that before the assassination occurred, Sima Cuo had guessed that Chang Sun Qingxue would come here, and there were also the descendants of the nine dead silkworms, which must be related to Zheng Xiu’s Hidden chess.

Sima sneered slightly.

He is not anxious.

So his voice sounded very slowly, and he didn’t even respond to Ding Ning’s question: “Even if the entire world is flat, the nine dead silkworms will not be removed, and it’s still like a fish in the throat, no one can be peaceful. , You can judge whoever is more important."

"What a joke."

Ding Ning could not help shaking his head.

All this is indeed a joke.

I think that as long as Sima wrong is assassinated, this war can be completely won. However, it is ridiculous that Yuan Wu and Zheng Xiu actually do not care about the victory or defeat of this war. In their view, the victory or defeat of this war is actually Not as good as yourself.

"Even if I am the heir to the Nine Dead Silkworm, but since he can pass it to me, I can naturally pass it to others. How can the Nine Dead Silkworm be awesome? In terms of victory or defeat in such a battle, is it worth it?"

"Even if Chu Jun can win, he is unable to enter the depths of my Daqin, at most it is to throw another Yangshan County." Sima laughed sarcastically: "Yangshan County has been playing around, it hasn't been of much value long ago. It is also very good to leave them to do such things as rebuilding the city-state. As for the Nine Dead Silkworms, although it is extremely mysterious and unknown, at least it is certain that it is extremely difficult to practice. Except for the amazing talents, it is impossible to practice at all. I can find a successor, and after a generation, without Wang Jingmeng’s teachings, what kind of climate can there be with the exercises and no sword scripture? After more than ten years, it is already an era. Who would be afraid of missing these The young silkworm of Master Kuangfu?"

The value is not worth this kind of thing, others can't measure it, Ding Ning no longer argues with Sima wrongly.

He took a deep breath and glanced at Chang Sun Qianxue, trying to calm himself.

Sima Cuo did not have enough strong men to stop the East Hu monk and Chang Sun Qingxue, which is why he didn't expect this to be Zheng Xiu's most dangerous counterattack.

After many years, Zheng Xiu did not change in many ways, but in many ways it became more terrible.

Now, who is going to kill the game against Sima Cuo, instead it turns to kill the game against himself and Chang Sun Qianxue and Dong Hu Seng?

The old grandson Qianxue turned his head slowly, looking at his outline hidden under the black towel, familiar and strange.

She was also very angry at the beginning, and the blizzard of the sky and snow represented her mood. The anger came from the calculation that fell into Zheng Xiu again, but at this time her emotions had completely calmed down.

"If you cannot live together, you will die together."

At this time, she whispered this to Ding Ning around her.

Because she knew very well that since the nine dead silkworms were the real goal of Zheng Xiu's war, and ultimately it was the trap she buried, there would naturally be countless possibilities of death here.

"coming."

Ding Ning looked at her eyebrows and nodded.

There was a sound of someone breaking the dead branches on the hillside behind.

A swordsman wearing a moon-white gown slowly walked out of the forest where they had walked.

The flying snow falling and falling in the sky at this time is blue and slightly black. The middle-aged man wearing a moon-white gown is constantly producing ice and snow, but it is white.

Ding Ning's eyes did not fall on the swordsman.

He looked up and looked at the top of the hill behind him.

A man in black was already standing on the top of the hill.

He looked down quietly, like a lonely eagle owl.

"It turned out to be him?"

The elder Sun Qingxue had just recovered his calm eyes, and the complex emotions rushed from the depths of his eyes.

It was shock, worry, and even a trace of consternation.

Ding Ning's face was slightly stiff.

In his perception, the man in black shirt was taller than the mountain, like a black moon pressed against the mountain.

That round of black moon was also crushed on Changling for many years.

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