The Sword Dynasty - 424. Chapter 423

In the morning light, when Hengshan Xuhou, who was like Roshan, walked into the hospital where Ding Ning was located, many people in Changling were looking up at the turrets in Changling City.

After the night, they really discovered the strength of this old man, and they discovered that this old man might even be the strongest practitioner in Changling under Emperor Yuan Wu.

It’s just that when most of them looked at the turrets in the morning light, the resentment in their eyes was far greater than awe.

Few people have access to this old man, so few people will be able to understand the heart of this old man.

Especially those who are still alive in the training grounds that the generations of one night were forced to obey, only remember how many people this old man killed during the night, how many people they were familiar with, and even respected by their hearts. The person died in the hands of this old man.

“Teacher, I can’t find the clues to the nine dead silkworms.”

In the morning light, Huang Zhenwei once again ascended the turret, ascended to the highest point of the turret. He looked at the old man who was sitting in a wicker chair, who was too old to describe in words after a night, and his eyes were full of pain, “I am thinking now. Did you deliberately give me such a hope so that I won’t stay by your side and stop you. The Nine Dead Silkworms are too much to do, so how can someone like me be able to find it?”

Listening to his words, Mo Shoucheng laughed, and then said quietly, seriously, “Don’t belittle yourself, you are my student.”

Even the grim generals who stood behind him knew that this sentence was the biggest compliment.

Because the entire Changling Ling knew that Moshou City only accepted two students, one was Emperor Yuan Wu in his early years, and then Huang Zhenwei.

“There is no point in doubting me or yourself now.”

Mo Shoucheng slowly raised his head, and as he raised his head, there seemed to be another crack in the sky, and another huge force fell to Changling somewhere.

Huang Zhenwei smelled blood.

The sword that defended the city fell too far, and even if it set off a wave of blood like last night, it would be difficult for Huang Zhenwei to smell the blood there.

The bloody air at this time came from the body of Mo Shoucheng, from the wrinkles on his face.

Real blood was flowing from the wrinkles on the face of Mo Shoucheng.

His face seemed to have been chopped with a lot of swords, like the sword intent of those masters last night, finally fell on him.

Looking at the scene in Chenguang, Huang Zhenwei breathed as hard as a fish dying of thirst with his mouth wide open, but he couldn’t breathe and couldn’t say anything.

The light in Mo Shoucheng’s eyes dimmed for a few minutes, but the expression on his face remained unchanged.

Another powerful breath was released from his body, causing all the blood flowing from the wrinkles on his face to fly out.

“do not want!”

Huang Zhenwei clearly sensed something, and he finally called out.

“This sword will eventually be completed.”

Mo Shoucheng said this peacefully, and then he spat out a mouthful of blood.

A cloud of blood splashed on his chest.

The sword intent in the sky was completely condensed and fell.

When this sword intent fell, his body was lying limply on the wicker chair behind him, the wrinkles on his face penetrated deep into the bones, and the remaining white hair on his head also fell off one after another.

It’s like a candle, it burns to ashes at the end.

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At the place where the sword intent fell at the end of the guard city, some officials from the Masaru Division stood behind an army that was ready for battle.

When the sword intent fell, a high wall in front of the army was suddenly cut off, and behind the crack in the high wall, a blood mist rose.

The faces of these officials of Masaru were slightly loose.

At this time, a military order was passed on to these officials.

“Sword Sect Minshan actually agreed? The wine shop boy also accepted it calmly?”

Among them, the official faces were slightly loose, but now they are happy and surprised.

An official inexplicably sympathized with Ding Ning, who was called a wine shop boy by the people in Changling. He raised his head and looked to the northwest.

The end of the territory of the Great Qin Dynasty is a wasteland with no end in sight.

Even though the heat of Changling hasn’t disappeared at this time, at this time the vegetation there is already stained with frost and began to turn white.

In the deep chill, the cavalry of the brigade brigade shouted strange noises, coming and going like wind.

They hunted and killed the animal life in the wasteland, not even letting go of the seeds of some weeds.

For these Donghu people, this is harvesting. The vast grassland has enough space for them to harvest piece by piece, so that they have enough food and clothing.

However, for some troops in Daqin, the battlefields these Donghu passed through meant sweeping.

There are not many practitioners among the Donghu people, but there are also many weird weapons that are similar to surgical tools and capable of killing the practitioners. The most important thing is the supply and some chariots that cannot keep up with the Donghu people.

There are also reinforcements that are difficult to reach.

At least in the past, Daqin’s army had no experience in fighting against the Donghu people, let alone a lot of experience in victory.

At this time, these Zhengwu officials considered that since the mad hostess in the palace dared to make such a decision, it meant that the situation Ding Ning had to face might be even more dangerous than most of the frontier soldiers there. So no one thinks there is anything wrong with Ding Ning taking some people to Donghu.

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Jianzong of Minshan Mountain, the mountain fog is differential.

Xie Changsheng unfolded a letter in the green palace used for healing.

Just a cursory scan, his originally happy face suddenly became angry, and then he couldn’t help but cried out: “Ding Ning, what do you mean! You asked Nangong Caishu to follow you to Donghu, but Don’t let me go, do you look down on me or treat Nangong Caishu when my sister is dead!”

His angry voice echoed in this blue palace, and the honest Minshan Sword Master who had been living in this blue palace frowned, but for the next moment, he was stunned.

“Come on, I want to leave the Minshan Sword Sect!”

When Xie Changsheng shouted these words for the second time, the Sword Master Minshan in a turquoise robe had already appeared in his sight.

“Are you really going to leave the Minshan Sword Sect?” Even though he was sure that he had not heard it wrong, the master of the Minshan Sword Sect was still a little dazed.

“He won’t let me go to Donghu Border Pass, can’t I go?”

Xie Changsheng sneered loudly, “Could it be that I can’t go yet?”

No one in Minshan Jianzong stopped Xie Changsheng, because Xie Changsheng was not a student of Minshan Jianzong, but everyone had forgotten that he had been here all the time.

…

The two or three days that Ding Ning wanted was actually just to heal his injuries and to wait for some people.

He was originally an ordinary “liquor shop boy” in Changling, and he had nothing to prepare.

A fast horse appeared in his sight, and on the horse’s back was a young girl who was still very heroic.

This girl is Nangong Caishu who made Xie Changsheng angry.

Nangong Caishu and Ding Ning have not met since the Minshan Sword Meeting. During this time, Ding Ning has done several shocking things. Although the time is short, it seems that it has been years.

Nangong Caishu was still thinking about what it would be like to see Ding Ning on the way, but for some reason, when she really saw Ding Ning, who was waiting for her in her cloak, she thought of the Minshan Sword the first time she came. Outside of Zong, when Xue Wangxu died.

Her nostrils were a little sore, and she was a little proud of Ding Ning.

After getting off the horse, she held back her tears, squeezed out some smiles, and said, “Ding Ning, I am so proud of you.”

“I just tried my best to do what I wanted to do.”

Ding Ning smiled and said, “It has dragged down a lot of people.”

Nangong Caishu said, “After all, it’s my own choice.”

“You haven’t been in the Sword Sect of Minshan for long, but you have become old-fashioned a lot.” Ding Ning smiled again when he looked at Nangong Caishu, but then quickly reduced his smile and said softly: “You know why I want you and me Shall we go to Donghu together?”

Nangong Caishu shook his head.

Ding Ning looked at her and said seriously: “Because I asked Hengshan Xuhou something, he also told me that your father will also be an important general in command of the Donghu Frontier Army.”

Nangong Caishu was stunned.

Ding Ning went on to say: “I think maybe the relationship between you and me is a friend that caused the queen to transfer him, so I think maybe you are with him, at least you will feel more at ease.”

Nangong Caishu took a deep breath and nodded.

Then she smiled lightly, “Being a soldier and fighting in my father’s army, no matter what the outcome is, I should thank you.”

“I want to know what Minshan Jianzong’s arrangements are for other people.” Ding Ning looked at her and asked.