Vol 4 Chapter 23: Butterfly fanning wings

The blade was flat and returned, and then looked at Ding Ning: "Li Xixing has just been there, originally wanted to say goodbye to you, now he is gone."
Ding Ning was silent for a moment, saying: "He is a very worthy friend."
After the meal, he asked again: "Where did he go?"
The blade is unusually simple: "Off the outside."
"Alright." Ding Ning thought for a moment, looked up and looked at the blade. "I have thought of the way I can help the Shushan swordsman to make great contributions?"
Looking at Ding Ning, he did not answer the first time, but said: "Your master Zhang Yi is going to the Yan Dynasty."
Ding Ning frowned. "It's not like her arrangement."
The blade nodded and said: "The 'night owl' personally met with him after Zhang Yi left the ancestral temple of Lushan. 'Night 枭' is one of the heads of Changling's old dignitaries, so this should be from their arrangement.

Ding Ning thought about it silently, and then asked: "So what does the Shushan Jianzong think about me doing things related to Yan?"
Looking at him, he still did not respond positively. He said: "The relationship between you and Wang Taixu is extraordinary. We want to borrow the power of Wang Taixu."
Ding Ning looked at the blade and said seriously: "What do you want Wang Taixu to do?"
The blade said: "I want him to go to Yan, so that he will stop doing the Yangtze River's rivers and lakes, but he will be the leader of Yanshang."
After saying this, he felt that Ding Ning would be a little shocked. After all, a river and lake who has already established a foothold in Changling’s footsteps to cross the mountains and waters to go to a strange capital city is a very embarrassing thing, let alone that is The capital of the enemy.
However, what surprised him was that Ding Ning’s face was always calm.

Why do I need to do this?
Ding Ning just calmly asked:
Why does the Lushan Jianzong have such an idea?

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Ding Ning listened earnestly, and the brow unconsciously picked up: "So you think Zheng Shou may have another arrangement in Yan?"
The blade nodded and his tone was dull, but he said without hesitation: "In Daqin, there is no power to make the sword of Mount Lushan unable to stand, but if the queen has a powerful hidden chess, the result will be different. ""
"I will convince Wang Taixu to go to the Yan Dynasty." Ding Ning said: "He will follow my advice."
Listening to Ding Ning's direct and affirmative reply, the blade is somewhat unsuitable and slightly stunned.
Ding Ning went on to say: "In the entanglement with the general of the military last year, most of his brothers have already died. Although he was exposed to the relationship between the seven worlds, he finally reached the status at this time, but the water of Changling was too Qing, originally would not be suitable for people like them to survive. And I heard that Yan Shang is more chaotic than Chu. The more chaotic, the easier it is to stand."
The blade nodded and said: "Yan Emperor saw the powerful roots of Daqin and wanted to learn the Qin Reformation. However, there were no people who could hold down a group of dragons in Daqin. So now, it’s indeed better than the same year. The Changling of the time is still chaotic."
After the pause, he looked at Ding Ning and said: "We are not proficient in the roads and rules between the towns. You have such a affluence as Wang Taixu. It is just right to go to the top. It is possible to intervene in such a thing, so all the Shushan Jianzong practitioners who fall into the sight of Zheng sleeve will not go to Yan, but this does not mean that we have no swords to go to Yan.
"I understand this." Ding Ning looked at him and said: "Whoever hides a few swords in the dark."
There is a rare flame in the eyes of the blade, which is the true love and appreciation of Ding Ning, and the joy of the perfection of things.
"As long as Wang Taixu starts to go to Yan, you can enter the sword tower to enlighten the gods."
"After leaving the country, others are displaced from their hometowns. The best way to learn from the swords of Lushan is that you learn, and your business is doing very well." When the blade leaves, the sound of Chang Sunshue’s coldness sounds behind Ding Ning: "Yandu and Changling are far away, but if Zheng Shou's hand has already reached it, it will not be so simple, let alone you don't know the danger."
"Although dangerous, but for our situation, this is his best retreat." Ding Ning turned to look at her exquisite face, said: "You will not understand this."
"Some things, once you start the first step, you can't stop."
Looking at the long-term Sun Xue, who is no longer talking, Ding Ning went on to say: "Accordingly, if you really win, the night will slowly guess who you are, and you will come to see you soon. The more she does not appear, The more representative it is, the more dangerous it is. The person who can get rid of it and get involved is better off."
The long-haired Sun looked at him with a sardonic smile on his lips. He wanted to ridicule him coldly, but I don’t know why, but I don’t want to say anything today.
She turned and took a deep breath, her eyes falling to the corner of one side.
There was a bunch of dark flowers in the place, and an ordinary yellow butterfly was parked on it.
The yellow butterfly gently its wings without any wind, but in her heart, there is a big storm.
......
"The medicine is Ding Ning poured into the ditch... It is the wine shop boy who just won the first name of the Lushan Sword Society. Zheng Shou sent the Rong Gong female to see him, and the elixir that he brought with him was all poured into the front of the ink garden. In the ditch."
Night policy cold with a small paper roll, telling the contents of the white mountain water on the side of the body, and then there is a strange expression on the surface.
"In the heavy rain last year, I came back to see Zhao Jian, the seventh singer of Zhao Jian. From then on, Changling, which has been calm for a long time, seems to have a constant storm. I remember that I saw this wine shop once a day."
The paper roll became inexplicably moist in her hands, and then slowly became blistered as long as it was soft, and finally turned into a pulp dripping from her fingers. She looked at the white mountains with a strange look, inexplicably laughing. It’s up:
Thinking about it, it’s like the origin of all these storms, from that day I saw this wine shop boy.

Bai Shanshui didn't talk, looked at her weird smile, knew that she didn't need to explain it herself, and she was close to the truth.
Because of that person, the country broke home, and it fell between the rivers and lakes, and because of the long-term light snow around the disciple, the brother Fan Zhuo died, and Li Yunrui was met because of the disciple of the man, even if he was seriously injured, but also because The disciples poured a lot of elixir into the canal, and they were able to learn from each other with the night policy. They gained a lot of benefits. Even the hidden injuries that have not healed for a long time can be restored, and even repairs can advance.
In my own life, it seems that I have already entered this fate.
"The buildings and roads of your Changling are so square. Are the Qin people's tombs square and square?" Bai Shanshui also smiled inexplicably and looked at the night and asked coldly.
Night policy looked at her smile, looked at the eaves of Changling in the distance, and laughed again. "Do you mean that the entire Changling is like a grave?"
"A big grave, I don't know how many heroes have been ruined. Those who are invincible at the moment have finally turned into dry soil."
Bai Shanshui laughed without a ladylike style. She was born out of nothing. She condensed a few drops of crystal water again, but this time there were countless swords flashing in the water droplets, as if there were countless smaller transparent swords.
In the depths of the night, the cold eyes flashed a glimmer of color, and she sincerely said: "White mountains and waters, your sword is really strong."
Bai Shanshui glanced at her and was really sincere: "My strongest is luck."
Night policy cold looked down and looked at his hands.
On the understanding of the sword and the practice of the practice, she could not have been slower than the white mountain.
Because she was a practitioner in Changling more than a lot of people, but stepping into the seven realms is faster than most people.
It’s just that since the arrival of the white mountains and waters, I guessed that the woman in the wine shop who was so moved to the Fuling Jun was a long-term super-shallow snow with the man, her mood was not as calm as it appeared on the surface.
Especially when it is determined that the person's descendant is really likely to appear... her mood fluctuates more intensely.
At this time her hands are not shaking, but the strength of the palm of her hand is like a faint stream of water.
She thought that she had experienced countless wind and rain, and even the years before Yuan Wuwu's enthronement could be quietly accepted, but when many years of waiting finally ushered in the results, she found that she could not calm down.
She is very anxious.
"How long will it take you to recover?"
When she looked up again, she looked at Bai Shanshui.
"Patience."
Bai Shanshui looked at her and said: "Only a few days of heat, I can kill Shen Xuan." r1058
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