Wang Taixu left this courtyard.

Ding Ning was lying on the soft couch in the bedroom. The feeling of aging in his body and the fatigue caused by the energy consumed when the injury healed should be drowsy. However, in this quiet and silent room, he had no sign of sleepiness and his emotions became more and more anxious.

This is indeed his problem.

He knew very well that this emotion originated from the fact that his revenge had really begun, like an arrow shot out and there was no room for retraction. This emotion also came from now that he was waiting for Changsun Qianxue.

In the years when he practiced quietly in the streets of Changling Lane, waiting for the time of revenge, Changsun Qianxue was used to practicing only and letting him think about the rest of the matter. He had long been used to Changsun Qianxue waiting for him in the wine shop of Wutong Lake. Her coldness seemed to be the source of his ability to wait calmly and quietly over the years.

With habits, there are weaknesses.

When he is anxious and no longer calm, he will be more likely to think of more things. He thinks of those who have died for a long time and Xue Wangxu who has just died. In this cold room, Ding Ning feels more and more lonely, but the sadness and anger between his chest and abdomen are burning like wildfires.

The cold and familiar footsteps sounded and came into his ears.

"Who is the person from Minshan Sword Sect outside?"

Looking at Changsun Qianxue pushing the door open, listening to the words she asked, Ding Ning's eyes stayed on her picturesque face without answering for a moment.

Changsun Qianxue was a little unhappy and frowned slightly between her eyebrows.

Ding Ning took a deep breath and said, "Shao Killing, I remember mentioning to you that the disciples who were picked up by the old master of Minshan Sword Sect, who were the best at killing people. If they really fought life and death, among all the people of Minshan Sword Sect, except Baili Suxue, even Dan Tai Guan Jian would die in his hands."

Changsun Qianxue frowned and recalled for a moment, and said with a slightly cold voice: "Why don't I remember you mentioned Shao Killing with me?"

Ding Ning suddenly felt cold all over his body.

He found that his current condition was indeed very problematic, and he accidentally said a very serious wrong thing.

But today, Changsun Qianxue was also a little irritated. She did not develop too many associations and was not entangled in this issue. She only looked even colder and said, "Wutong Lake came to Baishanshui that night."

Ding Ning's body became even colder. He raised his head with difficulty, looked at Changsun Qianxue, and said, "Wang Taixu told me that the people of Jiantiansi often appeared around Wutong Lost these days. I didn't understand the reason before. Now I think about it. I guess it was Baishanshui that night passed by Wutong Lost... And Wutong Lost seems to have no object worthy of Baishanshui's attention except me, so Jiantiansi will definitely investigate what Baishanshui has to do with us."

A layer of frost slowly emerged from Changsun Qianxue's face, "Ye Celeng will definitely think of Fan Zhuo's death, so... she should soon realize my true identity?"

Ding Ning was silent for a moment, "You must leave Changling."

Changsun Qianxue was silent for a moment and said, "I will not leave Changling."

Ding Ning's face suddenly turned bloody, but because he was too excited, he opened his mouth but couldn't speak, accompanied by a violent cough.

"Do you leave Changling and keep running?" Changsun Qianxue's face returned to calm and she said coldly: "I want to bet."

Ding Ning finally breathed a little and said angrily: "How do you bet?"

"Everyone wants to see Ye CeLeng's true attitude." Changsun Qianxue said coldly: "Everyone wants to know whether Ye CeLeng is the person of Emperor Yuanwu, or the person who always cares about teaching her sword skills."

"What then? What if she is the member of Emperor Yuanwu, are you waiting to be surrounded and killed by the army like Bai Shanshui? Not everyone has the same luck as Bai Shanshui, and not everyone has the same sword master to die for her!" Ding Ning was extremely angry and almost roared.

"This is my business. If you feel hopeless, you will leave Changling by yourself."

Changsun Qianxue looked at Ding Ning coldly and said sarcastically: "Didn't you always want to figure out who Ye Celeng is about?"

Ding Ning couldn't speak.

He knew that what she decided could not be changed.

"This is your thing."

Changsun Qianxue took out a copper-green box from her sleeve and handed it to Ding Ning.

Ding Ning looked at the bronze box containing the man Wang Yubi and remained silent.

"You are so anxious to return to Changling, but you don't want to talk when you see me." Changsun Qianxue looked at Ding Ning, who was so depressed, and always said coldly: "If you don't want to leave Changling just now and want to stay and gamble with me, then at least you have to tell me what to do next."

Ding Ning took a deep breath and said slowly: "Since the Jiantiansi has noticed it, if you are unwilling to leave Changling, you can only wait for the result here... and help me heal my wounds."

Changsun Qianxue glanced at Ding Ning, said no more, and signaled Ding Ning to get out of the way. Then she put the silk tent and walked down next to Ding Ning.

Like many cold female practitioners, she actually has a serious obsession with cleanliness. Today, Li Ding Ning's body is not clean, and all kinds of plasters are even faintly penetrated through gauze and stained on the bed. However, she did not say anything this time. She just lie down, her tightly pursed lips trembled slightly.

She lie sideways with Yi as usual, Ding Ning couldn't see her face, and at this moment he was only thinking about his own injuries and cultivation.

He asked Changsun Qianxue to wait, but he had to be able to go out and make some preparations himself.

Countless subtle sounds sounded inside him.

The withered yellow spot inside the pure white jade bi in his palm kept jumping.

A stream of hot energy ran wildly in his meridians, and the burning meaning made the meridians inside him seem to be burning. However, every time his meridians seemed to be burning, the cold air that oozed out of Changsun Qianxue always suppressed it, and then the two were perfectly blended together.

These vital energy flowed in his body according to the practice route of Minshan Sword Sect. The damaged areas in his body were like dry land being subjected to rain, repairing them at a speed that ordinary practitioners could unimaginably.

The first step in his revenge was always from entering the Minshan Sword Sect, because the true essence practice of Minshan Sword Sect has amazing complementary effects with the Nine-Dead Silkworm he practiced. At this moment, with the help of the human king Yubi and Changsun Qianxue's dual cultivation assistance, his healing and practicing speed has reached a speed that he has never had before and cannot imagine.

Even he himself didn't know that the broken flower sword beside him was stained by his breath and automatically lit up like he felt an old friend. Scattered and beautiful white flowers continued to bloom on the sword.

...

A thunder sounded in the sky, and a dull rumble fell.

The clear summer is instantly driven away by thick rain clouds, and a heavy rain pours down before many people can prepare.

The water fell from the rain eaves like a curtain. Ye Ce was cold and naked, sitting on a short bamboo chair with his knees in his arms like a innocent girl. She looked at the dark sky from afar, the lightning and thunder inside, and the direction where Moyuan was.

The coldness that came from Changsun Qianxue's body was only entangled in several feet of space around her. Even Shao Kow in a corner of the carriage outside the gate of Moyuan could not sense it. However, she seemed to feel the coldness coming from the depths of Moyuan. There was a strange blush on her face, but her body shivered and trembled lightly.

No one knows what she really thinks.

Over the years, even Chen Jianshou, who was closest to her, and even the old servant who had been following her, could not understand what she was really thinking.

She just lived in Changling with infinite scenery and extremely difficult times.

In that heavy rain last year, she was ordered to return from overseas. The person in Zhao Jianlu, who never entered Changling, actually entered Changling, which made her feel that the Changling, which had white walls and black tiles, had begun to undergo an unspeakable change.

Now it is proven that her premonition is right.

In the heavy rain last year, the changes began. What changes will happen in the heavy rain this year?

The heavy gate of the courtyard ahead of her was slowly pushed open from outside.

Ye Ce Leng looked up suddenly.

A crystal light appeared in the rain curtain ahead. The falling raindrops suddenly stopped, as if they were about to fly out horizontally and towards the person pushing the door.

However, at this moment, with her frowning, the raindrops fell to the ground again as if they were freed from their restraints.

Someone pushed the door open and closed it.

This is a tall woman in a blue cloth dress.

The green clothes on her body looked too wide and were wet and stuck to her body, but what made her look most embarrassed was her messy and entangled hair.

Her skin is fair and shiny, but she can't see any blood.

She looked like an ordinary traveler who had been wet for a long time, without any powerful aura on her body.

However, Ye Celen knew who she was very clear and knew that she could attract her attention when she pushed the door, not only because of her own trance, but also because the other party could blend with the rain.

Ye Celeng stood up, his face wrinkled and sneered: "This rain suddenly fell, and it would stop if it was said to stop. Bai Shanshui, are you really afraid of life or are you getting too much water in your mind? How dare you come to me to find me?" r1058
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