"I haven't even smelled the smell of these things for many years. You don't think you're was wasting all of them?"

Looking at Ding Ning who walked back to the garden and picked up the small copper shovel again, Changsun Qianxue sneered and said, "Those things can at least improve your cultivation much faster."

Ding Ning glanced at her and said, "Not that little time is missing."

Changsun Qianxue was silent for a moment and said, "At least she shouldn't know my identity and you yet, otherwise she wouldn't send someone to send you these things. Are you afraid of completely angering her if you do this?"

Ding Ning said: "Actually, she doesn't like to obey."

Changsun Qianxue became inexplicably angry, her face full of cold frost, "Is she a masochist?"

Ding Ning wanted to answer her again, but his eyes fell on the newly opened piece of soil of the copper shovel. There were two small bright red earthworms on the soil. He was slightly stunned and said, "I forgot something."

"No" "Wrong"

Changsun Qianxue frowned, but was successfully attracted by the attention, "What's the matter?"

Ding Ning put down the copper shovel and walked out, saying, "I forgot something in the carriage."

The carriage looked very ordinary. It had been parked outside the door of Moyuan for a long time, and even a thin layer of dust accumulated on the carriage. However, except for the ordinary people in this street and alley who were isolated from the world of cultivators, many practitioners in Changling knew that the carriage represented the Minshan Sword Sect at this moment.

"You've been in a bit confused lately."

When Ding Ning walked out of Moyuan and approached the carriage, a voice came from the shade of the tree on one side of the carriage into Ding Ning's ears.

"Uncle Shao."

Ding Ning bowed and saluted seriously at Shao Haren, who was not in the carriage but was sitting on the bamboo mat under the tree next to him.

"At Minshan Sword Society, almost all the practitioners of Minshan Sword Sect have seen your performance." Shao Sharen looked up at Ding Ning and said, "Your mind is careful and calm, even we feel that we are not as good as you, but you only remember to go back to the carriage to get things... It is really a far cry from now on. The first name of Minshan Sword Society is just a false name. If you are troubled by false name, your name will truly become false name in the future."

Shao Killing usually speaks very little, and even makes people wonder if he is mute. Now listening to his words, Ding Ning understands what he means, but Ding Ning also knows that the things that make him confused are completely different from what Shao Killing thought.

So he bowed again and bowed deeply to Shao Xiaoren, saying, "Thank you for the reminder of Master Shao."

Then he lifted the curtain of the carriage and walked into the carriage.

In the corner of the carriage, there is a small open wooden box.

The black frost insect that Qing Yaoyin gave him was curled up in the wooden box.

This black frostworm had already curled up tightly into a spherical shape because of excessive fear of Shao Karen's breath. It was just because Ding Ning was still in the carriage and felt a little safe.

When Ding Ning left the carriage but forgot it here and did not take it away, he was even more afraid.

It had never encountered the hot breath of Changling before. It was thinking about how there was such a terrible place in the world. At this moment, when Ding Ning lifted the curtain of the car door again and felt the breath of Ding Ning's body, it curled up, and its stiff body as stiff as iron suddenly moved and trembled constantly. If it had tear glands, it would definitely cry loudly and its tears would definitely fall like rain.

Looking at the trembling appearance of the black frostworm, Ding Ning was immediately embarrassed and said sincerely when he picked up the wooden box: "Sorry."

Hearing Ding Ning's voice, the black frostworm was even more excited and almost jumped up and crawled into Ding Ning's arms.

Changsun Qianxue was still waiting for Ding Ning in the inner garden. When she watched Ding Ning walk up to her, she looked at the ugly appearance of the black frostworm in the box and frowned deeply again, "What is this?"

"He gave me what Qing Yaoyin raised."

Ding Ning just looked up at Changsun Qianxue and said this, and the black frostworm in the wooden box stopped trembling.

The air outside it was still hot, but it clearly felt the amazing black frost breath in Changsun Qianxue's body. But this feeling made it feel like it was in a world full of black frost, making it feel comfortable.

Since it woke up in ignorance, it had a trace of wisdom and keenly felt the breath of the mysterious frost between heaven and earth. When the first trace of the vitality of heaven and earth naturally poured into its body, a world full of mysterious frost appeared in its mind. It suddenly realized that it should be the world at the end of its practice.

However, such a world is now clearly seen before it. While it was so shocked that it forgot its fear, it couldn't help but think, was it their kind and their king?

It naturally couldn't speak, but Changsun Qianxue was not an ordinary practitioner. She had already felt its feelings from some changes in its aura.

"Something."

She looked at the slightly raised head, as if she was looking up at the legendary ugly insect in the world. Her frown slowly relaxed and said this.

She has always been aloof and cold-hearted, and she is too lazy to contact others, and it is even more difficult to praise others. Although she just said something interesting in this light, it is already a rare praise.

As for beauty and ugliness, she has no idea.

For her, some people are beautiful but ugly, and some people are ugly but not ugly in her eyes.

Xuanshuangworm also keenly sensed her feelings, and was so excited that her whole body trembled again. Her slightly raised head was deeply ambushed at this time to express its respect and surrender.

Changsun Qianxue looked at it and said nothing.

A strand of Xuanshuang energy that was extremely light but without any cold flowing, was poured out from her fingertips and fell into the mouth of Xuanshuangworm.

Xuanshuangworm opened his mouth piously and greedily, sucking all the Xuanshuang energy into it.

It was like a waterfall larger than a pond fell into a calm pond, and the whole pond was boiling.

Its entire body trembled, and the crimson skin of its body made almost cracked sounds.

The pores that are usually invisible have been relaxed and opened, but no airflow has been rushing out.

A white frost spot suddenly appeared on its forehead, like a birthmark.

Feeling the changes of this black frostworm and the integration and growth of the vital energy in its body, Ding Ning looked at Changsun Qianxue with some emotion and said, "It's true that it's the same as I imagined."

“What will it eventually become?”

Changsun Qianxue looked at the crimson long worm and asked.

This is also an incomprehensible process for her. Even her seventh-level body cannot fully bear the vitality of the sword in her body, but the body of this long insect can be naturally perfectly accommodated and absorbed.

"I don't know." Ding Ning shook his head and said, "But I can be sure that it must be much more powerful than the insects of Nanyue practitioners."

Changsun Qianxue took the box containing the black frost insect from Ding Ning's hand and walked towards the deepest courtyard. Qingman said without looking back: "But that also takes time."

Ding Ning didn't say anything, walked to the copper shovel that was stuck in the ground and continued to dig the soil.

His mood has been much calmer.

He actually knows Zheng Xiu more than anyone else. If Zheng Xiu began to doubt Changsun Qianxue and his true identity, then the palace maid surnamed Rong would not come with those rare rewards today.

"Are you really not Yuanwu's person? Then what happened to you that night, why didn't you show up?"

He lowered his head, thought of the female leader who liked to wear a white dress, and smiled self-deprecatingly.

He and Changsun Qianxue were in this Mo Garden, and it was like waiting for trial at this moment. However, in this Changling, who didn’t seem to be waiting for trial?

...

Shortly after the palace maid surnamed Rong left, Ding Ning went out to the carriage and brought back the Xuanfrost insect that he had forgotten for a long time. Not long after, Shao Haren, who was sitting on the mat under the tree, raised his head slightly.

A boy appeared on the other end of the streets.

Shao Haren just glanced at the boy, then lowered his head again and ignored him.

The boy was wearing a black shirt, his complexion and skin were sallow. He looked like he had a serious illness, but it seemed that no disease would make a person's skin like this.

He arrived at Moyuan, but did not enter the park. Instead, he began to do things silently, sprinkle water and sweep the floor, and wash away some dirt outside the Moyuan.

Such a puzzling behavior quickly attracted the attention of inside and outside the garden. When the boy cleaned half of the street outside the Moyuan, Ding Ning walked straight through the side shop, walked out through the side shop door, and saw the boy.

"Ye Jiannan?"

Ding Ning was stunned.

The boy in black clothes put down what he had in his hand and bowed seriously to salute him.

Ding Ning returned the gift and frowned slightly at the dead soldier who had wanted to give him medicine at the Minshan Sword Meeting but was rejected by him, and said, "Are you?"

Ye Zhennan looked at him and said, "I have paid back what I owe others, but now I owe you."

Ding Ning shook his head, "You don't owe me."

Ye Zhennan said: "I owe you a life."

Ding Ning looked at him helplessly and said, "I don't need you to return it."

Ye Jiannan stopped talking and continued to clean.

Ding Ning smiled bitterly and said, "I don't like being too clean."

Ye Jiannan put down his things and then began to fetch water for every shop along the street.

“I have no place to eat.”

"If you feel embarrassed, just treat me to three meals a day."

Before Ding Ning wanted to speak, he said respectfully and seriously to Ding Ning.

Chapter 21 Forgotten things:
Chapter completed!