In the early morning, when the cooking smoke was just lit.
The breeze blows the curtain.
In the Wutongluo wine shop, Changsun Qianxue had just cooked the porridge when suddenly her beautiful and cold eyebrows frowned slightly, and then she walked out of the backyard and walked to the front hall.
Not long after, the half-covered shop door creaked. Seeing the unusually proficient person who pushed the door in with dew on his body, Changsun Qianxue asked, "Why so fast?"
Her tone was a bit lukewarm, but in her usual way of dealing with people, this tone was extremely rare.
Ding Ning was the only one who could push the door open like this and make her speak in such a tone.
"It came back on Pan Ruoye's beast."
Ding Ning picked up a dry cloth and wiped his face and body before replying.
It's been a long time since I saw him, and I'm not sure if I can see you again, but at this moment, Changsun Qianxue looked at his slightly wet hair and pale face, but didn't have any more words, but simply asked: "How is it?"
Ding Ning glanced at her and said: "Li Caitian is dead, Fang's salary is abolished, Emperor Han Chen is dead, Yan Ying is dead, Song Chao is dead, Guo Dong is dead, Ye Xinhe is still alive, seriously injured, Li Xiang I have completed the Acacia Sword Jue. Yuan Wu is fine, and he is at the middle level of the Eighth Realm."
The grandson Qianxue fell silent.
Although she is usually too lazy to think about things other than cultivation, she is also the most intelligent person, and only she can talk to Ding Ning in this way, and the two of them have long been accustomed to this way of talking.
"Ye Xinhe deserves to die."
She was silent for a long time before saying this.
She knew all the people from the Bashan Sword Field before, so although Ding Ning spoke very simply, she had already confirmed a certain thing from these very simple words.
If Ye Xinhe was not a member of Emperor Yuanwu, he would not have been seriously injured, but would have died together with those people.
Ding Ning put down the half-wet cloth in his hands and glanced at her.
Her delicate and stunning face hasn't changed much, but she is angry.
"You don't need to be angry."
Ding Ning lowered his head, began to look for shoes to change, and said softly at the same time: "It's not just one or two who betrayed, it's numb after seeing too many, it's not worth getting angry at all."
Changsun Qianxue didn't answer him, but was silent for a moment, and said, "Can't so many people kill him?"
Ding Ning said softly: "It's okay, we can wait."
The eldest grandson Qianxue's anger began to surface on her face, and she felt that Ding Ning's advice was a bit hypocritical.
But Ding Ning expected her to be like this, raised his head and continued: "Both he and Zheng Xiu know how to play with power and use the existence of Daqin practitioners. If you want to kill him, you must first get rid of some people around him."
"I said before that you are shameless, but he and Zheng Xiu are the most shameless."
Changsun Qianxue took a deep breath, the frost on her face slowly disappeared, but her tone became even colder, "I take back what I said, to deal with the most shameless people, we must use some shameless means .”
Ding Ning looked at her and nodded, but didn't answer immediately.
According to the habit of the two, these things about Lushan have come to an end.
"Do you want to wash it?"
Changsun Qianxue looked at Ding Ning's chilly look and said.
She could guess that it was because the cold wind was blowing too much in the high altitude, and it was blowing for too long.
Based on this, she can also guess that the person driving the spirit beast will rush back to Changling at the fastest speed, and the consumption of true energy and heaven and earth energy is also extremely intense, and it is impossible to waste some resisting the wind and cold in the sky .
Being able to come back alive smoothly, the hot bath that he had to take almost every day because of his grandson Qianxue's cleanliness seemed to be the thing he missed and enjoyed the most. Ding Ning smiled warmly, but still shook his head, saying : "I'm hungry... I just happened to go to see the cave master first and have noodles with them."
Changsun Qianxue said no more, turned around and walked towards the backyard.
Ding Ning suddenly remembered something, and added softly: "The ancestor of the Zhou family is dead, and the Zhou family is finished."
Changsun Qianxue didn't even turn her head, and a quiet voice came: "Will there be old dignitaries in Changling in the future? Who cares about this? Do you think I will still feel sad when a rabbit dies?"
…
Zhang Yi carried a stove and went out.
The alley is very windy, making it easier to light a fire. If you add a rough iron funnel like a tall hat above the smoke mouth of the stove, even if you don’t need to fan the wind, you won’t be able to produce much unpleasant smoke.
Don’t use dry firewood with dew on the surface, and don’t need too much hay to start the fire... These details are already familiar to Zhang Yi, and he has formed a habit. When he goes out with the stove, he hangs his head and wants to grab it. Dry firewood piled on one side of the door.
But in the corner of his eyes, he saw a person looking at him outside the door with a half-smile.
"Little brother?"
His eyes widened suddenly, and he subconsciously shouted this sentence.
He didn't realize his mistake until he raised his head and looked straight at Ding Ning, and shouted out in great surprise: "Junior Brother Ding Ning!"
"Junior Brother Ding Ning is back!"
"Junior Brother Shen Yi, come out quickly!"
This is undoubtedly something that makes people feel warm again. Hearing Zhang Yi's shout, Ding Ning smiled and shouted: "By the way, take out my noodle bowl, I'm so hungry."
The junior brother who has been most concerned about finally came back safely from Lushan, how could Zhang Yi take care of the matter of lighting a fire and heating hot water.
He greeted Ding Ning into the courtyard in three steps and two steps, and then brought Ding Ning to Xue Wangxu's room, and stood up with Shen Yi to serve Xue Wangxu who had already woken up.
"Why did you come back so quickly and didn't go to Lushan?"
Xue Wangxu also asked this question the first time he saw Ding Ning.
It has only been a full day and night, and the news of what happened to the Lushan League has not yet reached Changling. According to normal thinking, if Ding Ning went to Lushan, it would be impossible for Ding Ning to rush back to Changling so quickly.
"went."
Ding Ning didn't make any trouble, watching Zhang Yi and Shen Yi help Xue Wangxu get dressed, he just stood in front of the bed with his hands down, and said, "It's just a long story about how you came back so quickly."
Xue Wangxu was slightly taken aback, but he laughed and said, "Fortunately, there is still enough time, don't worry, just come back."
Did you go to Lushan
This is back
Doesn't it fly, and fly faster than the carrier pigeon and the falcon that carry the news
Both Zhang Yi and Shen Yi couldn't figure it out for a while, but their breathing couldn't help but became rapid.
Of course Ding Ning understood what they and the whole Changling wanted to know the most. He thought for a while and said directly: "I have won the court."
Although there was no specific content, it was just the word "win", which plunged Zhang Yi and Shen Yi into an unspeakable excitement.
The eyes of the two were filled with a strange light, their lips were trembling, and their hands were trembling.
This represents the mood of normal people in Changling and even the entire Great Qin Dynasty.
There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of Ding Ning's mouth.
Is it true that a Qin person like himself is really intolerable
Then he looked at Zhang Yi and Shen Yi and added softly: "I have won a great victory, and Emperor Yuanwu has reached the middle level of the Eighth Realm."
Zhang Yi and Shen Yi didn't realize that every time Ding Ning called Emperor Yuanwu, he didn't call him Holy Master like they did. The news alone made them so excited that they lost any judgment.
"That's a really big deal..."
It took Zhang Yi a long time to say such a sentence with a trembling voice.
"But I still have to eat noodles, and my stomach will still be very hungry."
Ding Ning glanced at him, then looked at Xue Wangxu and said seriously: "Let's go eat noodles."
"That's right, let's go eat noodles."
Xue Wangxu also laughed.
But even he couldn't fully understand Ding Ning's emotions at this moment.
Ding Ning didn't mean to say such words to let Zhang Yi and Shen Yi not get too excited, his words actually contained helplessness and forbearance the most.
Since the difference is too far away, there is no point in thinking about those things.
When he returned to Changling, his identity was that of an ordinary Baiyang Cave disciple.
What he needs to consider is the next Minshan Sword Club, and obtaining the cultivation technique that will allow him to survive.
When you can't get something, your best choice is to temporarily forget it.
"Boss, let me have a bowl of fat intestine noodles in sour soup, add some bean sprouts, put an egg on it, and have more noodles."
"Ding Ning? Are you back?"
"Long time no see, where have you been?"
"I don't know how the Holy Majesty is talking about it in Lushan."
"..."
After some friendly greetings, Ding Ning picked up the noodle bowl and ate loudly, looking extremely satisfied.
In fact, a place like Wutongluo is really good, it can make him sink his heart very low.
Even if the people here think of it, they will never think that he has something to do with Lushan, or those people on Lushan.
"Why, what's on your mind?"
Xue Wangxu looked at Ding Ning who was eating noodles, but put down his chopsticks and asked.
Ding Ning paused slightly.
He raised his head from the big porcelain bowl, then he looked at Xue Wangxu and asked softly: "If... I mean if, I can keep you alive, but if you want to keep you aging like this, If nothing changes, will you choose to live?"
Xue Wangxu was slightly taken aback.
Then he tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks, and said, "Aren't you talking nonsense? It's better to live than to die."
At this time, he still didn't understand Ding Ning's real intentions. After knocking on the edge of the bowl, he moved his chopsticks and continued to eat noodles, and said at the same time: "Life is a matter of life and death, you don't have to worry too much about my body, as long as the Minshan Sword Club is on schedule... it should be OK."