The wolves dragged the chariot forward in the wind and snow.
The wolves bestowed by the Empress Dowager Wuzhi were domesticated and raised by the Wuzhi royal family using secret methods. Not only are they monsters with extraordinary strength, but they are also extremely spiritual, knowing where their destination is.
After a long time, Ding Ning's breathing became thicker.
Not because of violent mood swings, but genuine relaxation.
From the time he hid in Changling, until he was in a completely deserted world with Changsun Qianxue, he finally had a moment of real relaxation.
Many years of tension and control, a moment of relaxation, a slack of mind, followed by unimaginable exhaustion.
His breathing became heavier and heavier, and gradually he fell asleep leaning on his eldest grandson Qianxue's body.
The curtains of the car were still open, but the wind, snow and cold couldn't get close. The heavy snow that fell from the sky fell around the chariot, and naturally spilled towards the sides in fear.
The sword in Changsun Qianxue's body is the emperor of the wind and snow, the existence of the coldest world in the world, as long as she has a thought, the wind and snow will naturally change.
However, the cold air of such a sword has been warmed by a person with flesh and blood for many years.
A long time passed.
Ding Ning woke up.
He didn't even think that he would fall asleep like this, so he couldn't help being stunned. This was probably the warmest time in many years, and he was a little reluctant to move.
During the time when he fell asleep, Changsun Qianxue thought about many things, the cold look on her face was much less, and the lines between her brows became softer.
At this moment, she had thought clearly, and said quietly: "Don't tell me anything about the secret of Nine Dead Silkworms in the future."
Ding Ning was slightly taken aback.
"The most terrifying thing about the nine-dead silkworm is that no one knows its secret. I don't want people to have the opportunity to know its secret from me." Changsun Qianxue turned her head slightly and looked at him very closely. There was indescribable stubbornness on the soft and beautiful face, "I know you don't have absolute confidence, otherwise you wouldn't be so anxious to ask me to come to you."
"I am so anxious to ask you to come to see me because you are different from Lin Zhujiu and the others. They will completely obey my words, but you will not."
Ding Ning looked at her, explained this sentence seriously, then nodded, and said, "But what you said is not wrong, I don't have any absolute confidence in defeating Zheng Xiu and Yuan Wu."
"Since you have seen her clearly, why are you still not confident?" Changsun Qianxue said with some disgust.
"She has become very strong and has learned a lot, not just in terms of cultivation." Ding Ning looked at her and said, "Although she destroyed the Bashan Sword Field with her own hands, she has learned everything about the Bashan Sword Field. For example, the following She will definitely attack Chu, which means chaos and speed... She is not afraid of chaos, because she understands that as long as she is fast enough, those who can create chaos will have a lot of things too late to do."
"That's why you are afraid that Zheng Xiu is far superior to Yuan Wu." Changsun Qianxue thought for a while and said, "If a person like her reaches the eighth realm, it is indeed much more terrifying than Yuan Wu."
After a pause, Changsun Qianxue looked at Ding Ning seriously, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, and said, "Now that I'm by your side, dual cultivation can make your cultivation progress faster, and you have someone Wang Yubi by your side." Hand... In all fairness, is it faster for you to reach the eighth realm, or is it faster for her to reach the eighth realm?"
Ding Ning said without any hesitation, "Of course she is faster."
The eldest grandson Qianxue was suddenly a little angry, "She is also faster than me."
"But you said at the beginning that I saw her clearly."
Ding Ning looked at her, although his heart was a little heavy, he still couldn't help laughing, and said, "I handed over the Heavenly God Art to her."
"Why did you do this? Just because you want Shen Xuan's help?" Changsun Qianxue couldn't understand, "Is a prison officer in the big floating prison really that important?"
Ding Ning said: "Shen Xuan is a very special person, but of course it is not as important as the God of God. It's just that people like Zheng Xiu will not be satisfied like this. The most powerful enemy in her eyes now will not be the Bashan Sword Field." The monk and the weak nine-dead silkworm, but Yuan Wu."
After a pause, Ding Ning looked at her and continued, "Yuan Wu tolerated her because he felt that she couldn't really threaten him, but when Xu Tianshen is in her hands, that day will surely come."
"So overall, our chances of winning will still be better."
This kind of conversation is closest to the conversation in the inner courtyard of the wine shop, so Ding Ning's expression and words are more natural.
"Then where are we going now?" Changsun Qianxue also felt a little heavy, but for some reason, she couldn't help laughing when she heard Ding Ning's last words.
Her smile is very reserved, with a very elegant and delicate feeling.
When laughing like this, I am afraid that there is no princess in the world as noble as her.
"There are some huge glaciers in the northwest of Donghu. The vitality of the heaven and earth is too thin, and it is extremely difficult for practitioners to enter. Earlier, someone in the Lingxu Sword Gate assassinated An Baoshi. An Baoshi escaped through the void, but his body was in the It was found there, so the strongest sword in the legend of Lingxu Sword Sect should be there." Ding Ning explained very simply, and then said: "I'm going to get that sword."
Seeing that Changsun Qianxue understood instantly, he added: "We can stop by to meet the ascetic monk who killed Emperor Donghu. With his help, plus your corrections, we are not afraid of that kind of place, and we can get that kind of place." There shouldn't be any problem with the sword."
Hearing these things, Changsun Qianxue felt a sense of inexplicable satisfaction, but she was too familiar with Ding Ning, especially what made her face a little hot, she thought that living with Ding Ning in Wutongluo for so many years, for normal people, not only Husband and wife, but no difference from an old couple.
"Since everything is going well, the chances of winning will be higher. Why are you still so worried?" She felt that Ding Ning was worried, so she asked truthfully.
"Before her, I obtained the Divine Art of Continuing Heaven. I have Wang Yubi, the most precious person of the Great Chu Dynasty, and your vitality as a supplement to help me practice. I am in the dark, and she is in Ming, Zushan and Gushan. It fell into my hands. Gu Huai is dead, and almost half of the Lingxu Sword Sect is left. If I get the Great Punishment Sword again and refine it into the Life Sword, I will have an advantage everywhere. However, I am still worried."
Ding Ning took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, "Because until now, she hasn't started to fight back... She is still walking quietly at her original pace, which is not like her method at all."
"If she hasn't started to fight back yet, it means she has other things. This is what I'm most worried about."
Ding Ning's eyes fell on the snow curtain ahead, and said: "She must have a chess piece that is more important than Gu Huai."
The eldest grandson Qianxue unconsciously helped Ding Ning think.
But her head hurt from thinking about it, but she couldn't think of it.