Ye Ce, the chief supervisor of Tiansi, was cold.
Supervisor Chen of Shendujian also arrived.
He even saw a carriage belonging to the Marquis Fang's mansion, which should be Fang's salary that had been completely abandoned.
There are also many big figures mixed in this crowd, among them are several peerless experts from the Minshan Sword Sect.
But Mo Shoucheng, who had been paying close attention to Ding Ning before and missed any of Ding Ning's battles, did not appear.
Huang Zhenwei felt puzzled, and he even began to worry that there was something wrong with Mo Shoucheng's body.
More and more people flocked to the street where Ding Ning was.
The center of gravity of the entire Changling seems to be tilting here.
Not only because Ding Ning is the first in the Minshan Sword Club, not only because this is a big show that has already done enough foreplay, but the most important thing is that this is a battle across borders.
Because in the memory of many Changling practitioners, even that person only said that there is no difference under the four realms.
However, Ding Ning is now in the fifth realm, and the maid named Rong is in the sixth realm. If the fifth realm can defeat the sixth realm, it will be enough to change everyone's perception.
The road in front of Ding Ning had already been blocked, but those people holding black umbrellas surrounded an open space in front of the medical hall that was originally used for parking carriages, so Ding Ning still looked very empty in front of him.
There was some strange commotion in the crowd.
The black umbrella parted suddenly, and a young man who looked slightly older than Ding Ning walked in.
Ding Ning smiled warmly, then bowed slightly to the man.
This person is Xu Heshan.
After he and Ding Ning saw the ceremony, they just said seriously: "They are still studying at the Minshan Sword Sect, so let me come."
Hearing this sentence, Jing Liuli frowned slightly.
She knew that the "they" Xu Heshan referred to were Xie Changsheng and the group of Ding Ning's friends.
Xu Heshan is their representative.
Although Xu Heshan was the only one who came, what he said represented that those young people at that time were still standing with Ding Ning.
There was thunder in the sky and there was no speech. The weather was hot and many people gathered together. Many people were so hot that they almost passed out.
There were strange ripples in the crowd in the distance, and there were many exclamations, which lifted people's spirits.
A woman with an indifferent face, wearing the robe of an ordinary peasant woman, walked slowly through the crowd.
Most of the people didn't know this woman, but looking at the reactions and gazes of the people around them, and feeling the strange aura emanating from this woman, everyone knew that this woman was the maid named Rong.
Because of her unique identity, coupled with the significance of this battle, and the special aura emanating from her at the moment, although the crowds on both sides were already crowded, they still unconsciously avoided to the two sides. The crowd of people separated like the tide, and the road became wider and wider.
Most people want to see the result of this battle.
However, some people do not want to see this battle happen.
A middle-aged man who also seemed to be wearing ordinary clothes didn't give way. He looked at the palace lady Rong who was approaching him, nodded slightly, and said softly: "Please don't do this... The empress probably doesn't want this either."
"I don't want this, and then?"
The maid surnamed Rong glanced at the middle-aged man expressionlessly and walked past him.
The middle-aged man was taken aback, not knowing what the words about Rong's surname meant.
The slightly cold voice of the maid surnamed Rong then came into his ears: "Then wait for him to break through the sixth and seventh realms, and then come and kill me? Then all I can do is wait in the palace, waiting One day he comes to kill me?"
The middle-aged man couldn't answer.
As far as he was concerned, when he mentioned the queen, the maid named Rong didn't look back, so he couldn't answer.
No one has stopped since then.
The streets and alleys changed from noisy to silent.
Even those who were so sweltering that they thought they were going to pass out were beginning to have patience.
The maid surnamed Rong walked to the edge of the black umbrella.
The shadow of the black umbrella covered her cheeks, making it even more difficult to see the emotions on her face.
Then the black umbrella parted, she walked over, and appeared in Ding Ning's sight.
Ding Ning calmly looked at the maid named Rong who was getting closer, and said indifferently, "I want to challenge you."
His voice was not loud at this time, but it seemed to spread throughout all the streets and alleys in this area, making many people tremble.
The maid surnamed Rong slowly raised her head.
She looked at Ding Ning silently, the blood on her lips became thicker and thicker, then she shook her head and said, "This time you are not going to challenge me, but I am going to challenge you."
A sound of heavy breathing resounded in the surrounding crowd.
Many people have guessed what the two men will say when they finally meet here, but no one guessed that the conversation will start like this.
While many people were still shocked and speechless, Ding Ning laughed contentedly.
"I agree to your challenge."
Then he restrained his smile, looked at the maid surnamed Rong and said seriously.
The maid surnamed Rong looked at him with a strange expression on her face, and said, "The calligraphy in the tea garden was not left by him."
"You mean the row of bones?"
Ding Ning glanced at the maid surnamed Rong indifferently, and said: "It wasn't left by him, or he may have told others."
"The most important thing is that no one knows what that date represents, and does it make sense to say it now?"
Before the maid named Rong spoke, Ding Ning continued with a slight sarcasm: "As long as you die, everything will be over."
The maid surnamed Rong laughed.
She hasn't smiled like this for a long, long time, so her smile is extraordinarily weird and bleak.
"Do you think I must come out to fight you because I am afraid of death?"
She shook her head and said softly: "You are wrong, I just want to atone for my sin... Since everything is over and has no meaning, then the only one I want to atone for now is Zhang Luyang."
Ding Ning was silent for a moment, and said, "Only when a person is about to die will he have such thoughts and think about so many meaningless things."
The face of the maid surnamed Rong returned to indifference, and then flashed a porcelain-like luster, "I want you to die before me."
Ding Ning laughed, "Then you can try."
"Since it's a life-and-death battle, what are you waiting for?" The palace maid surnamed Rong raised her head again, looked at Ding Ning with a slight mockery, and said slowly.
A fresh breath emanated from her body, and the dust on the stone-paved road below her began to spurt out like a fountain.
Because it is her own choice.
Because she has to live for herself this day, she needs to start this battle very quickly.
…
A man in black wearing a bamboo hat stopped.
At this time, he was not far from the tea garden where Zhang Luyang lived.
Ding Ning and the maid surnamed Rong are located far away from this tea garden, but the news he got before is that they can intercept the maid surnamed Rong here.
However, at this time, the latest news that was passed to him let him know that there was something wrong with the news that was passed to him before.
At least there is a big problem with timing.
Even if he is faster, it is impossible to stop the maid surnamed Rong here.
So who has such a great ability to change the message in his hands
"In fact, falsely passing on military orders and deliberately delaying the delivery of some news is Zheng Xiu's best method."
Just as the man in black paused, a woman's voice with a unique rebellious aura came from the river and reached his ears.
A black sword quietly appeared around his body without a sound, like a living thing began to swim away.
The man in black thought for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up in the shadow under the bamboo hat, and he said in disbelief, "Bai Shanshui?"
"Bi Hai Chao Sheng is obviously the most majestic and beautiful sword intent, but after following Zheng Xiu, such a sword scripture has been cultivated by you to have the ghostly spirit of a dream, what a pity."
Bai Shanshui stepped onto the river mound, looked at the man condescendingly, and shook his head with a trace of disdain.
The man in black laughed.
Laughing so much that the bamboo hat on his head was shattered into countless strands.
"Bai Shanshui, what makes you so confident to challenge me?"
Hearing his words, Bai Shanshui also laughed.
She looked at this handsome man defiantly, and said, "Actually, you should be more concerned about why I came to deal with you."
Xu Fenqin was startled for a moment, then laughed, and said, "Life and death are the most important thing, so why worry about other things at this time?"
Bai Shanshui looked up at the sky in satisfaction, and said, "Today, Zheng Xiu lost two people who look like left arms and right arms. I don't know if she will feel heartbroken."