The morning light is bright again.
A familiar aura appeared in Ding Ning's perception. He didn't understand. It should be Wen Houling who came, why is it Ye Celeng who came now
The door was pushed open.
He felt his eyes fall on him.
He met this gaze, only to see that Ye Celeng was still wearing a white dress, but for some reason, today's white dress seemed to be much brighter.
It was not the first time Ye Celeng and him had met, but the way he looked at him today seemed to be too different from usual.
"Wen Houling is dead."
Ye Celeng watched him say something softly, but he didn't look like he was about to leave soon, closed the door, sat down at the table opposite him, and watched his reaction.
Ding Ning was slightly taken aback.
This was indeed something he hadn't thought of.
He is very familiar with Wen Houling, so he knows that there are not many people in Changling who can kill him.
Ye Ce looked coldly at his slightly frowned brows, at his puzzled but peaceful look, this face was far from the one in her impression, but for some reason, her heart was beating so fast It's getting stronger and stronger, "Ye Xiao did it."
"Can Ye Xiao kill him?" Ding Ning's face was solemn, but when he thought of Supervisor Chen, he suddenly couldn't help laughing at himself: "Changling hidden dragon and crouching tiger, it seems that many people are too good at covering up. Some people really Much stronger than I imagined."
"When Liang Lian was killed by the nine-death silkworm, everyone in Changling knew that you were here. So now in the eyes of everyone in Changling, you can't be related to the nine-death silkworm. Now, including those princes in Changling, they are just Guess, he has already accepted an apprentice, and that apprentice is not young, otherwise it would be impossible to comprehend the sword intent of Yixiantian." Ye Ce looked at Ding Ning deeply, "But I know who you are , so, who are you?"
I know who you are, who the hell are you
These two sentences sounded very contradictory, but Ding Ning's calm face was no longer calm.
Because a drop of crystal clear water fell on Ye Celeng's cheek.
It was not the product of any condensation of vitality, but a crystal clear teardrop.
In this world, the most powerful force is always the most intense emotion between people.
Ding Ning's heart was hit by the most powerful force, he fell silent and lowered his head.
"Does it make sense?"
He was silent for a long time, and did not answer Ye Celeng's question directly, but only answered this sentence.
Ye Ce looked at him coldly and laughed, his smile was a little bleak, "You know why I must stay in Changling, you know how many things I did that I didn't want to do to stay in Changling, now you think I'm asking this If so, does it make sense?"
Ding Ning said, "You know he's dead."
"I thought so too."
Ye Celeng also lowered his head, like a child who is cold in winter and needs warmth: "I just want to see if he has left any heirs, and what the heirs want to do, until I see you."
"You are too young. I know that Shen Xuan can at least look at the bone age. You were born three years after his death, and your current real cultivation level is only up to the fifth realm. Then how do you know so many things and know so many people?" , how could there be a sword intent in the sky?"
Ye Celeng still didn't raise her head, but her tone became more urgent, "No one understands Yi Yitian's sword intent better than me. I don't believe that no one, apart from his personal inheritance, will be able to comprehend such a sword intent."
"The body turned into ashes, and nothing was left behind. What else can we do to bring the dead back to life?" Ding Ning also laughed, and his smile was also a bit bleak: "Do you believe in such things as bringing the dead back to life?"
Ye Celeng looked up at him, and said seriously, "I hope there is such a thing as bringing the dead back to life."
"Still meaningless."
Ding Ning's face hardened, and he said slowly, "Even if I am brought back to life, I will not be the person you are familiar with."
Ye Ce Leng suddenly laughed.
The sadness in her eyes disappeared, and she smiled like a real child.
"Some things change, some people don't."
She looked at Ding Ning, and said slowly: "It's really pointless to argue about these things. I'm here to tell you something important. The prison breakers are all here."
Ding Ning suddenly became nervous as if he had a premonition, and asked, "Who is it?"
Ye Ce gave him a cold look, and said, "Fish market, Miss Merchant."
Ding Ning coughed painfully.
This was the last thing he wanted to hear, but it happened to be just like his premonition.
"It seems that you don't want her to be involved in such a thing."
Ye Ce's sneer became even brighter, even winking: "But this is always her own choice, just like my stay in Changling, but it's always my own choice and has nothing to do with you."
Ding Ning was stunned.
"From many years ago, Zheng Xiu has never suffered any losses since entering Changling. But these days, he has suffered too much. Now that Wen Houling is dead...she will do other things after all."
Ye Ce looked at Ding Ning coldly, and continued, "Ye Xiao, the person who is the most reluctant to leave Changling, is willing to leave Changling. People like me are already tired of Changling, so if we are really worried about our safety, The matter of saving Lin and cooking wine must be done as soon as possible, without any further hesitation."
Ding Ning nodded slowly and said, "Tomorrow."
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Ye Celeng walked out of the hospital and got into the carriage waiting for her outside.
The carriage started to move, but she didn't lower the curtain, looking at the walls and roof tiles along the way.
The sun is rising, and the pale golden sunlight shines on the gray walls and black tiles, reflecting a solemn luster.
She turned her eyes further away, looking at those towers standing like giants, and a self-deprecating smile gradually appeared on the corner of her mouth: "These layouts in the past have become a means of restricting yourself today..."
After a while, looking at these, she finally sighed, "Changling... is really majestic. No matter what, the people who built such a majestic city back then are really amazing."
When those people became famous back then, she was still a young girl.
When she first fell in love, those people were dead.
She always felt that she was half a beat behind.
Things are changing now, but it is not too late after all.
She tapped her hand on the window of the carriage, and the carriage slowly walked through the streets and alleys, and finally headed towards a very old bridge.
This is an old bridge that Changling is rarely closed to carriages. It is only used to facilitate the passage of some shops around. Even the bridge hole under the bridge is dilapidated. This pomegranate tree is very old.
There is a sesame oil shop on one side of the bridge, and next to the sesame oil shop is a tofu shop. In a narrow alley between the two shops, there is a blind fortune teller sitting on a bamboo chair.
The blind fortune-teller was not too old, only in his thirties, and he was very fair-looking, like a scholar, with no chattering aura, so he didn't seem to have any business.
She walked straight to the blind fortune-teller, walked from his side to behind him, and said, "Where is your harpless instrument?"
The blind fortune teller didn't respond.
She backed away until she stood in front of the blind fortune-teller, then looked him in the eyes, laughed, and said, "You really are a fake blind, you are really deaf."
The blind fortune-teller looked at her and suddenly trembled.
"Don't have a special reaction."
Ye Ce took a deep breath and quickly repeated, "Where's your stringless violin?"
"Follow me."
Without the slightest hesitation, the blind fortune-teller stood up and walked into the alley.
Inside the alley, there is a small courtyard.
Go all the way into the yard and into the only bedroom.
The body of the blind fortune-teller was finally relieved, and trembled violently again.
There was a light in his eyes, and he looked at Ye Ce's cold lips with a seriousness that made people feel a little perverted.
"Nine dead silkworms."
Ye Celeng spit out three words very simply, and then said: "I need you to tell Lin Zhujiu that you will save him tomorrow. I also need you to try to get someone into the big floating prison."