Vol 4 Chapter 77: First-line day

Lianglian is as cold as iron.
His eyebrows and hair are all frozen like steel needles.
On his skin, a thin cream is formed, which gives off a blue-black luster.
The entire Tiger Wolf North Army's large army camp became the real nine secluded domain.
Liang Lian’s eyes fell on his own hands.
Looking at the cracks on the frozen skin of his hands, he felt that this is the coldness of the sword in his body, and he felt the internal injuries that suddenly became more serious. His face was just indifferent, but his heart was It’s a hard feeling that it’s not a novel solution.
It is natural for the camp to prevent those who are from entering the military area.
It’s just that such a cold has the same harm to any entering cultivator... If this young lady is to fight for the person she loved and hated that year, I don’t want to see him leave Changling. There will be no chance to kill him in the future.
Then, after the great lady of the former grandson’s family retired, who else can enter here to kill him?
Throughout Changling, who among those people will stand on her side and enter here to kill him?
Suddenly, his eyes picked up slightly.
His eyes were frozen and cracked, but he was immediately frozen by the cold, as if he had painted a red eyeliner.
In the blue and black snow, a figure suddenly appeared, carrying a box.
The box is full of blue and black ice crystals, which looks great, like a coffin.
This is a teenager.
A teenager who should not be here, should be elsewhere.
The military often returns the fastest.
Liang Lian did not go out of the military camp, but he already knew the final result of the war that had just ended.
In the military report, the boy was seriously injured.
Liang Lian’s eyes slowly widened and his eyes cracked.
He seemed to find something particularly ridiculous and couldn't help but laugh.
Then he looked at the boy seriously and asked: "Nine dead silkworms?"
This boy is Ding Ning.
He seems to be impossible to appear here, but he has appeared in such a blizzard.
He is not coughing up blood.
And the surrounding blizzard did not form a substantial damage to him, but it seemed to fill some of the dry places in his body.
Ding Ning's face is a bit pale.
But he is very calm, breathing very smooth, and exudes an unprecedented sense of power.
At this time, he was sharper and stronger than the battle with the surnamed palace lady.
At this time, he is a sword that is completely unsheathed.
"If you are seriously injured, then come and kill me. So no one wants to be you, especially if I die in the hands of the nine dead silkworms and die in the hands of that person, you will be more clear about the relationship."
Before Ding Ning’s voice, Liang Lian shook his head, and it was like taunting, and whispered like an applause:
No one will ever think that you are the descendant of the nine dead silkworms. It’s a wonderful plan for a few birds. It’s the one. Man's successor."
Ding looked at him quietly and quietly, and finally his lips were slightly open, and he said: "No one would have thought that a horse on the day would rely on a buddy to become a general of Liang today."
Liang Lian coldly said: "Will a groom have to be a groom?"
Ding Ning shook his head and said: "Not necessarily, but in this way, become General Liang, you should die."
"I really appreciate you."
Liang Lian raised his head and then sincerely said: "The man who found the descendants is so powerful... If I am dead, who would think of you to assassinate me is, who would think that you have two consecutive hands in the day? A big enemy? Just if you want to complete such a plan, you must first be able to kill me."
"I am, after all, a general who has no military service and no seal."
After the pause, Liang Lian laughed and laughed at the blue-black ice debris on his face. "I am a practitioner of the Seven Kingdoms. After all, it is not a palace lady."
Ding Ning shook his head and looked at the general who was full of cold and irony. He also sincerely corrected his statement: "It is a seriously injured practitioner."
"The chill has reached the most intense time, and then it turns from thick to light. It is the best time to shoot. What are you waiting for?"
Liang Lian converges on the smile and looks at the suitcase like Ding Ning and Ding Ning behind him. "I am also very curious. After you have used so many means, what other means can you have? Yu Jianyi, Yu At this time, Miss Gong Sun’s sword, and then the blizzard dissipated, can I let the army outside come in?

The battle of the generals is not just a cultivation, but also a means of attacking the heart.
However, this is not useful for Ding Ning.
Since the night is cold, Bai Shanshui and Chang Sunshue, there are more such people who are so frightened that they have become willing to become the pieces in his plan. For this time, he is only acting according to plan.
When Liang Lian spoke and attacked his heart, he already knew that Liang Lian was about to take the shot, and then he immediately grabbed the shot before Liang Lian.
The ice box behind him was slamming and opened an inch.
The last flower remnant sword flew out of it, and several shadows on the sword dissipated.
Lianglian Huoran looked back.
In the snow, a sword has already broken from his back!
He is hard to understand, but the power has been subconsciously sprayed out of his hands.
A muffled sound.
His body swayed.
With a bang, a black wave of water poured down and instantly turned into countless drops of ice falling on the ground behind him.
He slowly recovered the unpretentious sword that was lying behind him, and his mouth blew a blood, and it instantly frozen in his face.
"Yu Jianyi."
"This is the sword of Bai Shan Shui."
Liang Lian looked at Ding Ning in the wind and snow, and slowly made a sound.
"Your timing is very good... Bai Shanshui just used a sword, so this sword is very strong... What else do you have?"
He wants to see what Ding Ning has, but naturally he will not be silly waiting for Ding Ning to use all the means.
The sword in his hand did not seem to have any movement, but with a bang, the snow in the sky was splitting, and a horrible atmosphere condensed like a stick, such as the meaning of heaven, and it was extremely arrogant.
This is the power of the seven worlds.
Ding Ning's body made a lot of bursting sounds. According to reason, he should not be able to move at this time.
However, at this time, countless silkworms have already sounded in his body.
On his surface, there are countless light stars visible to the naked eye, like countless real dense silkworms.
There were countless rustling sounds in the air.
The real element in Ding Ning's body is extremely stable and flowing out.
There was a sharp humming in the iron box behind him, full of fear.
Then the iron box opened a few feet.
A new blizzard was created with the desperate explosion of the mysterious frost in the iron box.
The numerous fine silkworms that permeate the surface of Ding Ning also open their mouths and spurt the snow that has been absorbed for more than ten years and the long-term shallow snow.
It’s like the is all unraveled.
This is the real arrogance.
It’s also the meaning of Ding Ning’s sword.
With the flying of the last flower remnant sword, all these vitalities changed in the world of a few feet in front of him, and became a sword that Liang Liang could not understand at all.
All his pride and self-confidence disappeared.
He began to understand his mistakes.
"you…"
He wants to speak out.
But because of the great fear, he was actually shaking the soundtrack to the point where he could not speak.
Ding Ning’s sword has not yet been exhausted.
It’s a loud noise.
The little swords in his body also flew out.
These little swords flew straight out, but they no longer belong to one point, but brought out a straight line.
Each line is a unique symbol.
The newly formed blizzard is attributed to these signs.
Then all the power changes and becomes a sword light.
A Jianguang that Liang Liang once saw.
If this Jianguang is not seriously injured, he can thoroughly use the power of the seven realms, he should be able to catch.
However, at this time, he can clearly perceive that his strength is inferior.
Only a line, it will be divided into life and death.
This sword is called a line of days.
Liang Jian’s swordsmanship has also been thoroughly sprayed out.
The sword in his hand still maintains a forward position, but in his eyebrows, a blood line has appeared.
An ever-expanding blood line.
(An author of our vertical and horizontal writing wrote the acquaintance of this sword dynasty, published in the Chinese network. I wrote the story of the end of the sword, the heart of the sword, the address is ttp:.j./bk/12.tl)