Vol 7 Chapter 24: Nightingale

The chilly atmosphere is thicker, the sky is darker, and the sky is even falling and snowing. However, this train is extremely calm, and even many drivers start to hang lanterns on both sides of the front.
A gleaming lantern swayed in the wind, and the body crashed slightly, while the people in the team were silent.
The atmosphere is strange and mysterious, revealing danger.
Ding Ning's state of mind appeared to a wave of fluctuations.
At many times before, he was doing a deduction about this battle. He guessed where Zheng Shou’s last move was, but there was no income. However, at this time, this is the strange atmosphere of this train. But let his heart... The novel suddenly shrinks, giving birth to an ominous premonition.
"Dong Husong, in the Changling of that year, we should have seen it. It was only then that you were inconspicuous, and I didn't expect you to go this way."
At this time, Sima looked up at them with no expression, and said, "Miss Gong Sun, I never thought that you would go this way."
His voice is low and powerful, with a taste of time, it is easy to pull people's thoughts many years ago.
"There is still you, although I don't understand how there will be someone like you, but you should be the successor of the nine dead silkworms, his true biography."
His eyes stayed on Ding Ning for a long time, and some appreciated and lamented.
For anyone present, this moment is not suitable for chatting. However, at this time, Sima is just like a chat. He looks at Ding Ning and then whispers: "You know this corpse million. What is the real intention behind the war?"
His voice is very calm, but everyone can hear the taste of conspiracy.
Obviously there are two terrible, personal repairs are definitely more than his practitioners to assassinate him, but his attitude, it seems that he is a hunter, the other is just a prey to the door.
The long-haired Sun Xue thinks of a possibility, the depth of the eye is filled with cold anger, and the cold wind of the call sign in the sky is suddenly more urgent, and the voices of countless ghosts are crying.
Ding Ning slightly frowned, but did not respond to the problem of Sima wrong at this time, but kept silent.
"The big lady of Gongsun's family and the Bashan sword field, and the descendants of the nine dead silkworms have already made people feel incredible. The East Husuo, who used to want to kill Wang Jingmeng, is also bizarre, but these are strange. It is not the point."
Sima wrong looked at Ding Ning with sympathetic eyes and exclaimed: "The real purpose behind this war is the successor of the nine dead silkworms, it is you."
His sighs are sincere to the extreme, but even Ding Ning feels the bitter cold.
"This kind of war, indeed, it is impossible for me to show up in the Bashan swordfield. I just use the life and death of a million people to determine the true existence of the nine dead silkworms, so that the nine dead silkworms appear, she is getting more and more crazy."
Ding Ning said these words, looking directly at Sima's eyes. "The assassination of the coach is indeed a means of love for the Bashan sword field, but how do you determine that the nine dead silkworms will appear here, so to determine that I am a nine dead silkworm?"
To complete a certain inference, we need a lot of exact information to prove that before the assassination, Sima wrong has already guessed that the long-term Sunshine will come here, and there are also nine descendants of the dead silkworm, which must be related to Zheng sleeves. Invisible chess.
Sima misunderstood and smiled.
He is not worried.
Therefore, his voice sounded very slowly, and he did not even respond to Ding Ning's question: "Even if the whole world is flat, the nine dead silkworms will not be removed, and they will still be in the throat. No one can rest in peace. Sitting in the throne and sleeping in peace is better than the war itself. Who can light it and judge yourself."
"It's a joke."
Ding Ning could not help but shook his head.
It's really like a joke.
I think that as long as the assassination of Sima is wrong, I can completely win this battle. However, it is ridiculous that Yuan Wu and Zheng Shou do not care about the outcome of this war. In their view, the victory or defeat of this war is actually Not as good as oneself.
"Even if I am a descendant of the nine dead silkworms, but since he can pass it to me, I can naturally pass it on to others. How can the nine dead silkworms be able to do it? Is it worthwhile to win or lose such a big battle?"
"Even if the Chu army can win, it is incapable of entering the depths of my Daqin. At most, it is to throw another Yangshan County." Sima said with a slight irony: "Yangshan County hit and fight, it has not been of much value." It is also very good to rebuild the city-state and leave it to them. As for the nine dead silkworms, although it is extremely mysterious, no one knows, but at least it is very difficult to practice, except for the amazing talents who can’t cultivate. Even if it can really Looking for a passer-by, after a generation, less the teaching of Wang Jingmeng, the practice of the law without a sword, and what climate can it become? After more than ten years, it is already an era. Who will avoid these The young silkworm supported by the master?"
Value is not worthy of this kind of thing, others can not be measured on its behalf, Ding Ning no longer argues with Sima.
He took a deep breath and looked at the long-haired Sunshine and tried to calm himself down.
There is no strong enough to prevent Dong Huzhen and the grandson from the snow in this train, which is why he did not expect Zheng Lui to be the most dangerous counterattack.
Many years later, Zheng Shou did not change in many aspects, but in many ways it became even more terrible.
Now, who is going to be the killing of Sima, but instead turn it into a killing for himself and his grandson, Xue Xue and Dong Hu?
The long-term Sunshine slowly turned his head and looked at his face hidden under the black towel, familiar and strange.
She was also angry at the beginning, and the wind and snow anger of the sky represented her mood. The anger came from the calculations that fell into Zheng sleeve again. However, her emotions have completely calmed down.
"If you can't live together, you will die together."
At this time, she whispered to the Ding Ning around her.
Because she is very clear, since the nine dead silkworm is the real goal of Zheng Zhuang's battle, and ultimately here is the trap she buried, then there will naturally be more possibilities for death.
"coming."
Ding Ning looked at her eyebrows and nodded.
On the hillside behind, there was a sound of someone breaking the dead branches.
A swordsman in a white long gown slowly walked out of the forest where they had walked.
The snow that floated in the sky at this time was blue and black. The middle-aged man wearing a white-colored gown also continued to produce ice and snow, but it was a white snow.
Ding Ning's eyes did not fall on the swordsman.
He looked up and looked at the top of the hill behind him.
At the top of the hill, a man in black was standing.
He looked down quietly below, like a singular eagle.
"What is it?"
The long-term Sun Xuexue just recovered the calm eyes and the incomparably complex emotions.
It was shock, worry, and even a trace of sorrow.
Ding Ning's face is slightly stiff.
In his perception, the man in the black shirt is taller than the mountain, like a black moon pressed against the mountain.
That round of black moon has also been pressed in Changling for many years.
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