Chapter 47： dislike

"Who is that person?"

In a beautiful study room, the valuable rosewood bookshelves are filled with books about various spiritual practices. Some of them look worn out, but they are extremely valuable and precious treasures.

There are no paper and pens on the desk, only a book of classical, a pot of white orchids.

The young man who sat at the desk and asked him was wearing an ordinary cyan satin gown. He did not have any luxurious accessories on his body. However, his whole body seemed to be emitting brilliance. He was the proton of the Dachu Dynasty but he was long. The tomb gradually became the princely status of Fuling Jun.

The look on his face was always gentle and peaceful, but at the moment in his study, the corners of his eyes were already showing fine wrinkles.

He needs too many things to worry about.

Even if he has such a status in Changling today, as long as he can't return to the big country in the day, his life can't be completely in his own hands.

The road to return home is too difficult, thousands of miles, any small thing, in the end, may make him fall short.

The fish market is a very unique place, and the entire Changling, and even the entire world, has a shadow cast on it. One or two small blisters that are inconspicuous, may be related to the battle between two large fish deep in the water.

Today, a special battle took place outside the fish market. Both swordsmen showed extraordinary strength. The most important thing is that one of the practitioners has never officially appeared in the sight of Changling people. in.

So he must have an understanding of this practitioner, and he must understand some of the meaning behind the battle of this level of practitioners.

On the opposite side of Fuling Jun, Lu Siqi, dressed in a white-shirt scribe, just entered the study.

This handsome man with a handsome face and bright radiance in his eyes is one of the most important behind-the-scenes under the seat of Liling. Many things happening in the streets of Changling every day will pass through his hands. After his analysis, he will finally appear more clearly in front of Fuling Jun.

And compared to other aides, he will not use his own thinking and judgment to interfere with Fulingjun's thinking. He is always standing in the position of analysis with Fuling Jun.

In the voice of Fuling Jun Wenya, Lu Si Che sat down in front of him respectfully.

"The man is Li Daoji, and the disciple of Bai Yangdong Xue Forgets the truth. In the Zongmen area of ​​Baiyang Cave, there is actually some fame, but he has not stepped out of the Aries cave after entering the gate, so the people of Changling In terms of it, it is very strange."

In an unhurried tone, Lu Siqi said in an unusually clear way: "He and Dao'an are both remnants of the Han dynasty. They used to be disciples of the Han Dynasty's different swords. Later, the Han Dynasty was defeated and defeated. The rest of him and Yu Daoan, both of them were guilty of imprisonment, when the Emperor Yuanwu was enthroned when he was enthroned, and later Li Daoji did not know what was seen by Xue Forgetting, Xue forgot the love, and he would not be eclectic. The Taoist machine earned a white sheep cave. In Dao'an, Li Daoji believed that the thief was the father and betrayed the teacher. He said that Li Daoji would die in Baiyang Cave for a lifetime. Otherwise, he would take Li as long as he had a white sheep cave. The machine kills."

"The two should have had battles before. Although the real yuan has been similar to the realm, the strength revealed by Li Daoji should be much weaker than Dao'an."

"Before playing with Dao'an, Li Daoji entered the fish market and bought a sword from Sun's hand. After that, he fought with Dao'an. After the battle ended, he immediately went back to Baiyang Cave. ”

"Then I also noticed one thing. The special case of Baiyangdong was enrolled in a student. The student was the young Ding Ning of Wutong’s wine shop. He was half-day after the introduction."

"Half day pass Xuan?"

Liling Jun had been calm and abnormal before this. However, when he heard this, his brow was suddenly picked up, and he repeated it unconsciously. His face was a bit difficult to look at.

On that day, in the indus, he and the young man negotiated with great sincerity, and promised that everyone knew that he was vocal, but he was humiliated.

He was very dissatisfied with the boy. Later, when he recalled it occasionally, he suddenly felt that, before the boy refused to see himself, he was already inexplicably aware of the boy when he first saw the boy. do not like.

It seems that it is because the boy’s eyes are calmer than himself.

It seems faintly that this boy will pose a great threat to himself in the future.

This is a very weird intuition. There seems to be no reason at all. However, in the past years, it is not difficult to find such an example.

"Half-day Tong Xuan, in my memory, in the ten years of Emperor Yuanwu's ascension, only two people in the entire Changling have done it." He frowned deeply and looked up at Lu Siqi, "Since Li The Tao has been for ten years, and there is no special accident. He will naturally continue to endure. Therefore, I think that Li Daoji’s coming out of the mountain is very likely to have a great reason with this wine shop boy."

Lu Siqi nodded, and he also had the same opinion as Fuling Jun.

"Only some disputes between the old enemy and the sect, you don't need to worry more."

Liling Jun thought about it and said: "It’s just this boy, I don’t like it very much."

Prior to this, Fuling Jun had revealed his disappointment with Ding Ning.

However, because Ding Ning's identity is too low, even if he shows such a meaning, Lu Si Che and Chen Mo from these loyal doormen under his seat, will never do anything against Ding Ning.

But it is different now.

Ding Ning has entered the White Sheep Cave, and half a day through the mysterious.

Now that Fuling Jun said this sentence again, Lu Siqi knew that he had to take care of the boy.

"Changling is really the land of the dragon and the tiger."

Fuling Jun was silent for a moment, and when Lu Siqi got up and retired, he whispered this sentence.

Falling in the ears of Lu Siqi, Lu Siqi just thought that he was feeling the strength of Ding Ning's half-day Tong Xuan and Li Daoji.

However, Lu Siqi did not think that, at this time, the thoughts of Fulingjun’s mind were still the wine shop in the deep alley, the amazing woman.

He thought that perhaps the boy had some surprises, and the idea of ​​a woman with a face in the wine shop might change.

There are countless possibilities in life.

If you don't give up easily, you might be able to turn a certain possibility into reality.

......

Ding Ning is still practicing.

The five gases in his body are constantly immersed in the sea of ​​air, with an unusually slow, but for other practitioners, the speed has been very fast, and the jade palace deep in the depths of the sea is constantly moving forward.

At the same time, the countless invisible young silkworms in his body also continually swallowed most of the aura that broke into his body, constantly making his body make subtle changes.

This is the simultaneous practice of two lines of mysterious rumors.

Ding Ning felt the practice of these two lines, a faint delight began to permeate his world of perception.

The spirit is too rare, too long to be exposed to the aura, he even forgot the aura's taste and effect, and now feel the swallowing of those young silkworms, he began to realize that this thread is small, but at least It can speed up the entry of his real repairs more than once.

At this rate, after a month, when his "three corpses have no my life, the nerves" was broken into the second world, his true cultivation should also be able to cut from the second world. Bone breaks through to the second place to change the marrow.

Suddenly, countless invisible young silkworms disappeared without a trace. He stopped practicing and was suddenly alert to open his eyes.

"Li Dao pilot uncle?"

He whispered.

"Since I noticed that I am coming, let's go out." Li Dao's cold voice rang out outside the grass.

Ding Ning stood up from the futon, and when he pushed the door out of the grass, his brow wrinkled slightly.

He smelled an unusual **** suffocation.

Looking at Li Daoji's somewhat different standing position, he asked with some shock: "Are you injured?"

Li Daoji’s sharp brow slightly picked.

He didn't say anything for a moment, just threw the remnant sword wrapped in the cloth strip to Ding Ning, and said indifferently: "Since you are already studying the Wildfire Sword, you need a sword."

Ding Ning Wei Wei, from the moment he caught the sword, he already felt that this is a remnant sword.

The cloth strip was quickly untied by him.

He found that there was a lot of dry blood on the cloth strip, and his pupil was not noticeablely shrunk when the dark green sword appeared in his sight.

His face is still calm, but there is a constant surge of complex emotions in the heart than the autumn wind.

He knows very well what kind of sword is this. He knows very well what the material of the sword is, what function it has, and even he knows how the sword is cast.

Because of this sword he knows.

Or, this sword has an unusual relationship with him.

"Swords and practice are the same, the most important thing is to fit, but if you feel that it is not suitable, you can also leave it." Looking at Ding Ning's silence and strange eyes, Li Daoji thought he was a disgusted sword. .

"Thank you."

Ding Ning's hand fell on the hilt of the sword. He looked at the filigree on the dark green sword and whispered thanks.

His voice is a bit low, but sincere sincerity.

Li Daoji no longer talked and turned and left.

"Are you injured for this sword?"

Ding Ning looked at his back and asked suddenly.

Li Daoji turned slightly and turned coldly. "You are too curious and too clever. You should know that people who are too smart and curious are not easy to live."

Ding Ning quietly looked at the sword in his hand, and did not lift his head. He whispered: "I am not smart or curious anyway, and I am not too long."

Li Daoji’s body is stiff.

Ding Ning smiled a little coldly, his fingers licking the surface of the broken sword in his hand.

In the fissure of the Sword of the Sword, some slight filaments flashed like a lot of tiny dark green flowers on the sword.