After Xiao Suo laughed at himself, Shen Xuan thought that after all, he thought too beautifully.
Where in this world does such a good thing happen to happen, but I happen to be bumped into by myself with a single thought.
"It seems that there is nothing wrong with your investigation."
Thin and tall as a turret, he lowered his head slightly, apologizing to Mo Qinggong beside him.
Mo Qinggong naturally didn't think he had the ability to be equal to him, so he bowed back and said, "Your Excellency, you are welcome."
Seeing the change in Shen Xuan's expression, Ding Ning knew that his biggest crisis was over.
However, at the same time, he decided to tell Changsun Qianxue everything that happened in the Dafushui Prison today, and let her understand that his and her enemies, such as Shen Xuan, are really powerful enemies, even after Emperor Yuanwu ascended the throne. Two years later, they still maintain strong vigilance. After something worthy of their attention happened in Changling, they would even subconsciously think of that person.
Shen Xuan turned his head and signaled Ding Ning to get up, and at the same time said slowly: "The willpower of practitioners is much stronger than that of ordinary people, especially many powerful practitioners can even deceive themselves and separate their perception from their bodies. , the body at that time was like an irrelevant skin to them, no matter what you did to their body, it was like inflicting punishment on others to them, so it is necessary to completely disintegrate their body Will, we must always start with their spiritual level. I have almost interrogated the practitioner who assassinated you, but I am afraid there are still some omissions. This practitioner entered the Great Floating Water Prison because of you. If it is more unstable, I will have articles to do."
Ding Ning stood up and nodded, indicating that he understood.
Shen Xuan turned around and walked towards the groaning figure twisting slightly like a worm on the iron hook behind him.
A faint vitality emanated from his body, carrying some fresh energy into the meridian of the figure.
Ding Ning carefully controlled his heartbeat and killing intent, looking at the practitioner who once assassinated him in the fish market.
At this time, the cultivator had completely turned into a terrifying piece of fresh red meat, but half of his face seemed to be kept intentionally, and he could still see the previous appearance.
After that fresh force entered, the cultivator suddenly let out an extremely unpleasant and violent inhalation, as if a person who had been drowning for a long time finally breathed in a mouthful of fresh air, something finally appeared in one of his intact eyes. The bright light reflected the three people in front of them.
However, just as he saw the faces of Ding Ning and Shen Xuan clearly, the cultivator's eyeball became extremely blood red, the eyeball was widened to the extreme, and the countless bloodshot eyes seemed to be about to burst.
This is a look of terror, horror, regret and many other emotions that cannot be described in words.
Before Shen Xuan could open his mouth, the cultivator uttered madly, like reciting: "I am Zhuang Yonglie, from Jiaodong..."
Another faint vitality leaked from Shen Xuan's body and fell into the practitioner's body.
The cultivator stood still for an instant, as if even his emotions were frozen at this moment.
"You go out."
Shen Xuan waved at Ding Ning, directly indicating that Ding Ning could leave.
Walking out of this stone room, Ding Ning saw that Xue Yi was already waiting outside. At this moment, Ding Ning felt a sense of sadness in his chest, and his eyes were slightly astringent. He knew very well that the deepest stone room was not far away.
He even knows the location of that stone room very well, but the saddest thing is that he can't even glance over there at the moment, and he can't even feel carefully what kind of arrangement is there, and he can't even let the eyes in his eyes There is the slightest hint of astringency.
He could only think that, at least as he wished at the beginning, he had finally entered this big floating prison that had undergone many changes.
Walking slowly following Xue Yi's footsteps, he thought coldly in his heart, in the situation where so many powerful magic circles have been preserved intact, it seems that there is only one way to quickly enter the innermost water prison way.
And after entering that water dungeon, there seems to be only one possibility to get out from here... That would require the cooperation of four practitioners above the seventh realm.
Thinking of the aura flowing out of Shen Xuan's body again, his gaze became colder again. He was sure that four were not enough, and at least five practitioners above the seventh realm were needed.
However, looking at the entire Changling at this time, how can there be five practitioners who dare to enter here and defy the Great Qin Dynasty
Ding Ning felt a little cold, and he shrank his body slightly.
Many of the flowers painted on the wall in Wutonglou wine shop have faded because of too long time.
Many practitioners above the seventh realm are involved in this painting wall.
However, just like Liang Lian, just like the ancestors of the Zhou family he added recently... It is possible for these people to fight each other in his plan, but how is it possible to join forces for his use.
Changsun Qianxue is right in front of the wall he painted.
She couldn't understand the meaning of Ding Ning's flower-like symbols, and she didn't want to spend any brainpower on things other than cultivation.
She just wants to turn herself into a sword that forgets many things and becomes simpler and stronger.
So although this painting wall has existed for a long time, it is the first time for her to really stand here and take a serious look at it.
Today, there is such a change for her, because she heard very clearly what Xue Yi said when he came to find Ding Ning, and she is very clear about what kind of place the Great Floating Water Prison is.
Entering such a place, Ding Ning is also very likely to fall directly into it.
She unconsciously became a little anxious.
At this time, it was the first time to really look at the painting wall left by Ding Ning. At the beginning, she felt that it was extremely complicated, and it was extremely difficult for her to remember so many grievances, but soon, her picturesque eyebrows deeply frowned. When I woke up, there was a strange feeling in my heart that was hard to describe in words.
She could vaguely see that the rice paddies between those flowers were the roads of Changling.
One of the blue flowers is the location of the wine shop where she is at this time.
But the positions where some gray flowers are located are the turrets that closely monitor the movements of the straight roads in Changling.
These positions must be there, and there are many green leaves that seem to be messy and meaningless, in her eyes, they become garrisons and active tiger and wolf troops.
Some of the places deliberately left blank are the best way to avoid the observation of the turret and the routes of these tiger and wolf troops.
So this painted wall is also a road map for how to escape from Changling as quickly as possible.
Ding Ning drew such a road map so easily with a few hints, he must be familiar with it... So this map is for her to see.
What made it even more difficult for her to understand was that, vaguely, all the patterns on the wall were actually a person's face.
It's her face.
Although it may be difficult for anyone but her to see, it just has the same charm.
But just like practicing a sword, it is not difficult to refine its shape, but it is difficult to refine its charm.
"If there is no definite news from you before midnight, I will try to leave."
Changsun Qianxue took a deep breath, and said coldly to the wall as she usually did to Ding Ning.
However, at this moment, a layer of frost suddenly covered her beautiful face.
She felt a familiar breath.
…
A carriage was parked outside a restaurant along the street.
The coachman in a thick padded jacket dozed off while holding the slightly hot copper Tang Pozi, waiting for the employer in the restaurant, with a breeze blowing behind his head.
The coachman only felt his eyelids sink, and then his head drooped, and he fell into a deep sleep.
But a gentle force came from the originally empty carriage behind him, controlled the reins, turned the horse's head, and slowly walked towards a lane outside Wutong Luo.
The carriage quietly followed a man dressed as a merchant who passed through Wutongluo.
After following several streets and alleys, the carriage lost control and stopped.
The sleeping coachman suddenly woke up, sweating profusely while seeing the surrounding scenery clearly, and repeatedly scolding himself for being sleepy and making mistakes, for actually falling asleep and letting the carriage wander around several streets and alleys, fortunately, no one was hit.
At this time, the driver of another carriage in this street lowered his head like him, and fell into a deep sleep. At the same time, there was a gentle force from the carriage, continuing to control the carriage to keep up with the man.
After passing through several streets and alleys, the footsteps of the man dressed as a merchant stopped.
A restaurant directly in front of him was closed.
However, in the perception of the eldest grandson Qianxue who was slowly releasing gentle power in the carriage, in the backyard of the restaurant, a man in gray was washing some harnesses.
She knew that this man in the gray shirt was called Jing Mozong, he was one of Wang Taixu's most loyal subordinates, and he was also the one who had fought bloody battles with Ding Ning in the streets and alleys.
At this time, she also felt the intention of the man dressed as a merchant who exuded her familiar aura. After a little pondering, she said coldly and softly, as if speaking to Ding Ning: "I'm sorry, it's better to change the plan." .”
In the next moment, her breath trembled slightly.
The vitality controlling the reins became a little more violent.
The man standing in front of the restaurant suddenly turned around, and his eyes fell on the carriage she was in.
The eldest grandson Qianxue's face remained unchanged, she controlled the carriage and continued to move forward.
The man with the appearance of a merchant narrowed his eyes slightly, exuding a hint of indescribable coldness and rebelliousness.
A slightly mocking smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Without any hesitation, he quickened his pace and caught up with the carriage where the eldest grandson Qianxue was.