Vol 6 Chapter 45: Alive

This is the sword.
However, many reasons are easy to understand, but it is difficult to do.
The old man seriously thought about it and asked: "How to do it?"
Ding Ning looked at him and said: "The heart of sincerity."
The old man pondered for a moment, nodded and said: "Just like heaven and earth, everything has its own face, and practitioners have the purest heart."
Ding Ning nodded and his eyes fell on the sword in his hand. ? ? ? ? The sword of this novel is beginning to breathe freely at this moment. The strength of the heavens and the earth is inspiring by this sword and pouring into the sword.
This is indeed a sword that is strong enough to command the world's swords and punishment.
The nine secluded king swords in the shallow snow of the grandson once again trembled, and felt the fatal danger. However, at this time, the eyes of the long-haired Sun Xiaoshu did not fall on this sword. Her eyes fell everywhere. Cracked the frozen lake.
A sly figure is leaving, like breaking through a wall, through a layer of white heat.
"He suffered a lot of injuries." Long Sunshue Xue looked at Bai Qi's figure and couldn't help but frown.
"A practitioner like him can lead such an army. Since he chooses to live, he will never die here." Ding Ning looked at her and said.
A faint scent of breath then entangled from the palm of his hand into the prison room in his hand.
This sigh of breath has a slight sentimentality.
If many years ago, Wang Jingmeng, who was in the rise of the Bashan swordfield, got the sword. Then even if there is a change in Changling, the result may be different.
The sword was frozen at the bottom of the lake, waiting to see the day has been waiting for many years.
Similarly, Ding Ning has been waiting for many years to find such a sword.
This big sword is as clear as the sentimental feeling in this life, and it also begins to exude a breath.
This breath is known and respected.
This rock-solid and solemn atmosphere is like the breath of the thick shield of the ordinary sergeant in front of the battlefield.
The old man bowed his head and once again sighed in his heart.
This is the acceptance of this life, also known as the confession in the world of practitioners.
This process may be for many years for the average practitioner.
However, Ding Ning only used it for a moment.
The pale sparks are still rolling back into the sky.
Zheng sleeves in the deep palace of Changling slowly raised his head and wiped a trace of blood from the corner of the white jade.
In her knowledge of the sea, the breath of the sword that the countless top practitioners of Changling had ever wanted had finally disappeared completely.
Bashan sword field wants to get the sword.
Wang Jing dreamed of getting the sword.
Yuan Wu also wants to get the sword.
The entire Jiaodong County and she also wanted to get the sword.
However, now she knows that the sword has been refined into a sword.
She knew that the nine dead silkworms that had lurked in Changling had finally become stronger.
There are many stars in the starry sky.
In the world of practitioners, there are also countless practitioners. At every moment, there are also people who are refining or refining the life.
In the cave where the old man had been painstakingly repaired, Li Xixing sat on the couch of the old man.
There is a crystal yellow brilliance in front of him, constantly changing various sword shapes.
However, no matter whether it is a sword shape of any one system, it seems that it cannot carry his sword meaning, or that he or this sword is still a little bit of fire.
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These glaciers on the Donghu border have remained unchanged, but as time goes by, the chill in Changling City has subsided in layers.
The difference between a true wise and a stupid is only in time, only before and after the event.
The winter will be close to the spring.
Before entering the winter, few people noticed that the Daqin dynasty would cut down Chu. However, at this time, the atmosphere in Changling City was becoming more and more dignified. Even the ordinary people in the streets of the city began to be mobilized by some heavy and military forces. A familiar atmosphere.
The familiar atmosphere came from the time when the Yuan Dynasty was enthroned, and the Daqin Dynasty destroyed Han Zhaowei.
Two carriages will be on a residual bridge.
The bridge was in the shade of a street in Changling, and the snow was not melted.
One of the two carriages was from the Superintendent of God, one from the Supervisor, and the one sitting in the carriage was Chen Jianshou and the head of the night.
In the eyes of almost all of Changling, this is an absolute opposite of two people, and even two divisions with similar functions are supervised and opposed.
There are countless ways to deliberately avoid a person. Only these two people know why they are difficult to meet.
"Why don't you leave?"
In the carriage of the Superintendent of God, the head of Chen Jian, wearing a new crimson official gown, was still somewhat decadent and desolate. His eyes were only looking at the front curtain, and asked slowly.
From another street, going to the side-by-side Shi Tianshi carriage, the night policy was cold and unpleasant, and frowned. "If you just ask questions that have already been asked, then there is no need to meet me here.

"You don't like it here, I don't like it here. I wanted to go many years ago, but you are here." In the dimly lit carriage, Chen Jian’s eyes were filled with some different light. I hope you can go, then I will go with you."
The night was cold and silent for a moment.
Then she looked up and looked at the carriage next to her. "Some things, once explained, are like a layer of cloth. Once they are uncovered, they have no meaning. Maybe it means a complete end."
Chen Jian’s head slowly raised his head.
He also turned to look at the cold car.
It was just a short breathing time, but his gaze seemed to penetrate the tens of thousands of curtains and penetrated for a long time.
"I know."
He slowly nodded and said: "But this time I asked this question, it is different from before... because there are three people in Jiaodong County."
The night is cold and a little cold.
Jiaodong County controlled the coastal area of ​​the Daqin dynasty. It was the largest county of the Daqin dynasty. It was a big force. It was even more like a country than a moon, not a county. Therefore, it was only a woman who was so horrible.
Jiaodong County came and went. I don’t know how many people traveled to Long County in a year, but since he said three people in such a tone, these three people are very different from the ordinary Jiaodong County.
"What person?" she asked, rubbing her eyebrows.
"Three people like her, the whole Jiaodong County of Jiaodong. The people in Jiaodong County have always been mysterious, especially in her home. Over the years, her home in Jiaodong County, only one of her people who really entered Changling, so I am not I may know the identity of these three people. If I must describe it in words, then these three people are her family and the elders of her family." Chen Jian looked at her with two curtains, slowly said. "You should understand that her home is not satisfied with her many performances after the emergence of the nine dead silkworms, so since she is the elder of her family, she may not act according to her wishes at all."
Night policy can understand the meaning contained in these words.
She was silent for a moment, then said: "Love is a mood that is difficult to describe with words. Changling who guess that I don't like Changling, but must stay in Changling, thinks that I love to teach me sword skills. The king is shocked. But compared with hatred, the emotion of admiring it can be regressed. Many of the people who died in Changling in the past, many of them are my friends. Some people who were originally my friends, but Betrayed those friends. This is the main reason why I want to stay in Changling."
"I want to report some hatred, I want to watch some people die, I feel that I am staying in Changling. This is the most important reason for me to stay in Changling."
The night cold suddenly laughed. After watching the opposite curtain, Chen Jian first smiled. "I should bear you. If these hatreds disappear, you and I will live well. I will leave Changling with you. I You can take a look at the scenery overseas. The legendary fairy and the sly scene are really beautiful compared to the horizontal and vertical Changling...so you have to promise me, you must at least ensure that you can live."
After saying these words, the carriage she was in was moved and left.
She does not need to hear the other person's answer.
Chen Jianshou did not answer.
"It's hard."
He whispered a word and then hanged his head.
But in this speech, it is a bit of joy, and it seems that he seems to be young.