What is truly merciless is time.
The sun shone down on the entire Changling Mausoleum, coating every dilapidated courtyard with a layer of gold.
The vast majority of people in Changling began to hear that the tremors last night came from the rebellious hand who had sang wildly in Changling City. From the panic in the middle of the night to gradually calming down, at this time, news of the Minshan Sword Society It also began to spread throughout Changling City.
Countless exclamations of disbelief and admiration sounded at different times in different corners of Changling.
On this day, the name "Ding Ning" is more likely to be heard in Changling City than "Bai Shanshui". This ordinary boy who was still in the parasol tree last year miraculously became the first name in the Minshan Sword Club. It is too legendary , especially his background, made the people in the streets of Changling even more excited.
The formerly secluded Wutongluo was overcrowded, with countless horses and carriages blocking the main road outside. Many people came to see how this back alley was different from other streets and alleys, and how such a monster could be raised.
Before that, there were only two real monsters, Jing Liuli and An Baoshi, in the entire Changling Mausoleum and the entire Great Qin Dynasty, but now the entire Changling Tomb, and soon the entire Great Qin Dynasty, and the whole world knew that there was one more Ding Ning.
The streets and alleys were noisy and restless, but the wine shop with its doors locked was still cold.
The ground was covered with thick dust from last night's shaking. Amidst the sound of approaching the door panel and eager breathing, the dust in the hall floated, making everything inside darker.
In the backyard bedroom, the eldest grandson Qianxue sat silently on the edge of the bed, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly.
Even though the news of Ding Ning's victory had come, she didn't know about Bai Shanshui's life or death, and whether Bai Shanshui's walk through Wutongluo last night would pose fatal danger to herself.
If Ding Ning doesn't come back here, she can't feel at ease.
In the depths of the cold palace, the face of the queen who had not slept all night still looked so perfect, without any tiredness, and could not see any emotions that were different from usual.
She just wrote a letter with her own handwriting, and then casually handed it over to a maid standing beside her, and said calmly, "Bring it to Zhang Yi."
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"I heard that two very powerful flying swords showed up on the outskirts of Changling last night. One sword can defeat dozens of mortal flying swords. I don't know how it compares to you?"
"A practitioner who breaks through the four realms and defeats the fifth realm, do you think I will be able to defeat him in the future?"
A handsome young man in ordinary sackcloth was speaking.
He was standing on the edge of a cliff, and in front of him was a void except for the faint clouds and mist, only a pale yellow handleless sword was floating in front of him, trembling slightly with his breathing , the breath on the sword has a wonderful rhythm, as if it has a unique life.
There was no one else around, so he was talking to his own flying sword.
Judging by the way he spoke, it wasn't a whim, but he was used to talking to his flying sword like this.
Even if Feijian seems to be alive, he is still a dead thing that cannot speak. Talking to his own Feijian is often very lonely.
However, true geniuses are often lonely.
The sun is falling all over Changling, but there are still many corners in Changling where the sun cannot be seen.
Under the canopy that covers the sky and the sun, in the fish market full of ghosts, there is the sound of a piano singing like a song, and several black bamboos are swaying endlessly by the shady threshold.
"Actually, the queen's ruthlessness is not only about killing people with a knife."
With a gentle face and an extremely gentle tone, the red-shirted woman lowered her head slightly, and said softly to the stooped black-clothed old man: "She is the coldest thing, and the thing she is best at is to strip the people you care about from your side one by one. .”
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As the night passed, some people in Changling were happy, some people were sad, and some people just woke up.
Xie Changsheng opened his eyes with difficulty.
He felt that the world outside was dazzling, then he felt the heat, and then he understood that it was the sun that made him feel dazzling.
He was sure he was alive.
Then he couldn't help laughing.
He didn't have much strength, but with all that he had he burst out laughing.
Sure enough, Minshan Sword Sect did not watch him die.
He's alive, and that's his victory.
"Dare to laugh out loud like this with such a serious injury, and I'm not afraid of breaking the wound."
A sarcastic voice reached his ear.
Xie Changsheng didn't even see the surrounding scenery clearly, so naturally he didn't see the person who made the sound clearly, but he replied nonchalantly: "I won't die if the wound collapses."
The person who spoke froze for a moment, as if unable to refute his words.
Xie Changsheng blinked his eyes triumphantly, and slowly saw that he was in a blue house.
The ground and walls are all blue, but it is no longer pure sapphire.
So he couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth in disdain, and said: "Sapphire is the way, and sapphire is the palace. I thought that the Minshan Sword Sect was extremely rich, but it turned out that it was only the outer facade that was decorated to the extreme, but inside it was all It's just bluestone with a similar color."
"A rich man is a rich man, and he looks at everything with a penny-like air."
Hearing a more sarcastic voice, Xie Changsheng barely turned his head, but was startled.
He saw a young girl in blue shirt standing in the porch looking at him coldly, and then he immediately remembered that the girl in blue shirt was Jing Liuli who made him feel ashamed before.
"Strange." He was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help muttering.
Jing Liuli glanced at him and said, "What's so strange."
Xie Changsheng hesitated for a moment, and said honestly: "I used to be very afraid of you, but now I don't seem to be afraid."
Jing Liuli frowned slightly: "What do you mean?"
Xie Changsheng laughed: "It should be that I have died once, so there is nothing to be afraid of. And in my mind, I made a bet with the Minshan Sword Sect that the Minshan Sword Sect would not let me die. Now I won the bet, and I won the entire Minshan Sword Sect, so of course I won’t be afraid of you, the genius of the Minshan Sword Sect.”
A mocking sneer appeared on the corner of Jing Ruri's mouth, and she turned around, "I'm very good at self-comforting stupid thoughts."
Xie Changsheng was not angry, but looking at her back, he suddenly remembered something important, and shouted, "Is the Minshan Sword Club over?"
Jing Ruri's footsteps paused slightly, "It's over."
Xie Changsheng froze slightly, "Who is the number one?"
Jing Liuli said without turning her head, "Ding Ning."
Xie Changsheng was dumbfounded.
"Ha ha ha ha… "
In the next moment, he once again laughed wildly with all his strength.
Jing Liuli didn't look back, her brows were deeply wrinkled again.
Facing such a lifeless and stupid Guanzhong kid, she seemed to have no reason to be angry.
At almost the same time, someone in Changling City was still waking up.
Liang Lian is waking up.
In fact, he is not really unconscious, but the Wuji sword body he has cultivated has a unique sword raising technique. When others seem to be in a coma state, he can use this technique to suppress and repair the injuries in his body.
At this time, this kind of healing time is not enough, he should be in a coma for a longer time.
However, he knew that he had to wake up early, even if it left many hidden wounds that were difficult to heal, he had to wake up early.
He woke up in the camp of the Chinese army amidst the sound of the battle flags, and opened his eyes.
It's just that it's different from normal days. In the camp of the Chinese army, or even at the gate, there is not even a sergeant guarding with a sword.
At almost the same moment, in a room not far from Xie Changsheng, Ding Ning also woke up.