The Sword Dynasty - 397. Chapter 396

“So you are not…”

Liang Lian fixedly looked at Ding Ning, and then a drop of blood came out of his eyebrows and fell backward.

At the moment he fell, the surface of his skin was covered with blue-black ice and snow again, but this time the ice and snow did not simply stay on the surface of his body, but poured into his skin.

When he fell to the ground, he had turned into a blue-black ice sculpture.

After countless battles in his life, the general who crawled out of the dead for many times and survived, finally died.

He doesn’t want to die.

However, he died before leaving Changling.

No one heard the content of his last unfinished sentence, and no one knew what kind of secret was hidden in his last sentence.

Ding Ning covered her lips and nose with a backhand.

He was already holding a thick cotton cloth in his hand.

The moment the cotton cloth touched his lips and nose, a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

He has a bad breath.

Blood was constantly gushing out of his mouth and nose, but it was completely covered by this thick cotton cloth.

The blood froze the cotton cloth, and he did not even drop a trace of blood on the ground in front of him.

His vision is a little blurred.

Every time he breathed, it felt like a knife was scraping his chest, and the knife seemed to be covered with fine steel needles deep into the breastbone.

It’s just that he is very happy.

He smiled and vomited blood.

“Bai Shanshui’s sword intent… With all the strength of the grandson Qianxue, after so many years of waiting, it has finally been able to kill you now. Can you not die?”

He looked at Liang Lian’s body with great satisfaction, and then began to breathe deeply again and began to run.

He began to run towards the edge of the blizzard.

There is a pond for drinking horses.

At this time, all the water in the pond had disappeared, and there was only one ground crack leading to the underground Yin River.

…

The carriage was running wildly towards the outskirts of Changling.

Changsun Qianxue closed her eyes slightly and leaned on the cushion of the carriage.

In that short moment, she had already forced out all the power in her body, so she was no different from ordinary people at this time.

But her realm is still there.

Her perception is still stronger than most practitioners in Changling.

Suddenly, she opened her eyes and raised her head. Even though her eyes were completely covered by the top of the carriage, her beautiful face was still full of anger in an instant.

A stream of flame appeared in the extremely high sky.

A pale star fire fell from the endless void.

“It has nothing to do with you.”

“Zheng Xiu’s sword is because of me, not because of you.”

However, at this moment, the coachman driving the carriage turned his head and said this softly to her.

Then the body of the short coachman flew out from the front of the car and swept straight to the top of the hill on one side.

The carriage continued to run along the road, and soon another coachman swept out of the woodland beside the road and landed on the front of the carriage.

Changsun Qianxue’s face was still angry, but she sensed the whereabouts of the spark, and she fully realized why Ding Ning had to let all her true essence and vitality not be left behind.

Losing all her breath, the empress who was returning to the palace could no longer perceive where she was.

“You know her too much!”

However, only in the next moment of awakening, the anger on her face was even worse.

The anger on her face was very simple at this time, just like a girl who hadn’t been in the world.

The small coachman had reached the top of the hill.

The top of the hill is not high, but there are many miscellaneous trees.

When this small coachman started to really show his breath on the top of the hill, all the miscellaneous trees on the top of the hill began to turn red and then burned.

The small coachman looked up at the sky.

The pale star fire in the sky is already visible to the naked eye, falling towards the top of this mountain.

The flames of all the miscellaneous trees were accompanied by the breath of the coachman, blooming with an unyielding and extremely determined meaning.

The entire hill became a furnace.

A blazing furnace that is hard to describe in words.

All the flames escaped from the burning trees.

These miscellaneous trees burned, their branches turned into black charcoal, and then quickly turned red and turned into white ash, but all the flames were pulled out and gathered to the top of the hill, following the radiating from the driver. The frenzied fighting spirit condensed into a fire sword, facing the pale flame without any temperature in the sky.

With a boom, there was another thunder in the sky.

Whether it was the flame burning on this small hill or the falling of a tiny pale star in the sky, it was too remote and small for Changling, but when this thunder sounded in the air, all Changling people were They all saw two huge flames exploding in the high sky of this countryside.

A pale, spread upward, like a holy white lotus.

A fiery red, tumbling endlessly, like a furnace of hot molten iron.

Just looking at this red flame from a distance, the complexions of many practitioners in Changling suddenly became extremely ugly.

They know that there is only one place where practitioners can use such sword intent.

On the top of the hill, the blue silk on the head of the small coachman was flying messily, and her hair seemed to be red with the light of the sky above.

The ground outside her was full of ashes, but her eyes were indescribably proud. She felt like a phoenix reborn from Nirvana.

In Changling City, the empress empress in Fengyan didn’t raise her head even in the thunder, but the cold expression in her eyes was repeated, as if a thin layer of autumn frost had been born.

After many years, she began to feel real anger again.

The palace lady surnamed Rong died.

Xu Fenqin is dead.

In perception, Liang Lian in the snowstorm should also be dead.

These people who always worked for her or who used to work for her all died within a day. The Zhao Jianlu Zhao Si who was once her defeated officer actually caught her sword… It’s just that her anger is not only this.

Miss Gongsun’s family, Yunshui Palace Baishanshui, and Zhao Jianlu… Her anger was that these people seemed to be firmly pinched together invisibly with her hands.

This made her feel familiar invisibly, that the person still exists.

It is she who has been in control of Changling like a destiny for these years.

After the decision that year was made, that person was already an unrememberable memory for her.

All the sweetness that was once turned into a shame after the song was greeted that night when the decision had been made.

The palace maid Rong is dead now.

That person is also dead.

No one should know that night anymore.

But does the middle-aged tea master know?

Who discharged that string of bone characters?

There is no change in her body.

But Feng Nian started to tremble.

In the extremely high altitude, many sparks floated chaotically.

…

With a thunder in the sky, Jing Liuli, who was sitting outside the medical hall, suddenly raised his head.

She saw the two balls of flames in the distant sky, and her breathing stopped again in shock.

She knew that other important things were happening in the distance.

At this moment, like an epiphany, she wanted to understand what was wrong.

She saw the change of the mysterious frost insect.

That mysterious frost insect must be able to give Ding Ning a lot of help.

However, in the entire battle with the palace lady surnamed Rong, she did not see Ding Ning use the mysterious frost insect.

Based on her understanding of Ding Ning, it is absolutely impossible for Ding Ning to make a mistake and miss anything that can be used.

Without any hesitation, Ye Jiannan hadn’t reacted to the emotional change on her face, and her figure had disappeared at the gate of the courtyard.

She entered the medical hall and passed through the two courtyards at the fastest speed until she reached the room with the strongest medicine smell.

Then when the people inside shouted in anger, her hand had fallen on the door of this room, and the door of this room separated naturally.

When she saw the situation inside, she was stunned.

There were blood stains everywhere on the bed in the room, and Ding Ning was not awake.

A doctor looked at her angrily, fire bursting out of his eyes.

Jing Liuli was silent for a breath, and then apologized slightly and withdrew from the door, closing the door casually.