The Sword Dynasty - 844. Chapter 843

At this time she finally wanted to understand a little bit.

The former Wang Jingmeng and today’s Ding Ning did not fully understand her before the Changling Change.

Before that, she knew him better.

And after the Changling Change, when he became Ding Ning in that back alley, and when he and Changsun Qianxue’er both repaired together, he finally got to know her better.

The rain did not allow her to reveal traces.

Ye Ce Leng exhausted his true essence, put on such a rain and left, just to get her in the rain. It seemed meaningless, but it was a deliberate humiliation.

Let her eat insects, let her catch the wind and cold, let her get caught in the rain, let her run like a bereaved dog in the middle of the mountains to avoid chasing soldiers, and even dare not take action against anyone, but the other party deliberately beat her back to her original form. From the position of the Queen of Qin, she fought back the female cultivator who had survived in Jiaodong County.

And all this stems from Ding Ning’s understanding of her.

With this understanding, he calculated that Ye Xinhe was likely to be ordered by her to kill the Master Yan from Yuyang County.

Then he killed Ye Xinhe and found his place.

At the same time, these methods against her reminded her that she did the same to him back then.

Today he and her are ruthless at all, just want to pay back the hatred and humiliation that year.

An emotion completely different from anger rose in her body along with the cold.

She can look directly at her inner existence, so she clearly knows what kind of emotion it is.

Over the years, there has been more and more disappointment with Yuan Wu, and even complete disappointment. It is impossible for her to regret it.

From Changling to the present, except that she was a little concerned about Wang Jingmeng, the rest of these heroes, the powerhouses in the world, are all in the same place in her eyes, and there is nothing to care about.

So she is really cold.

In many moments, people just look forward, and she will look back only when she reaches the position she saw in the past.

After looking back, she felt regretful, and she had also thought about it, maybe there was a chance to go back to the past, and she would be with Wang Jingmeng.

However, this occasional remorse has been pierced by reality and cold rain.

The unrealistic childishness was ruthlessly destroyed, and this was her emotions at this time.

Zheng Xiu stood for a long time in this cold rain.

Then she walked deeper into the snow in the forest.

She managed to bury herself in the snow without leaving any traces, and then closed her eyes.

This is not to bury herself, just because in the upcoming snowstorm night, such a snowdrift will allow her to maintain some heat in her body, and it will be even colder outside.

When the torrential rain caused by the cold Zhenyuan at night fell, Ding Ning propped up a large oil-paper umbrella on his head.

It was Ji Qingqing, the daughter of Chen Guo who helped him with the umbrella.

If you talk about hatred, the hatred between her and Zheng Xiu is no less than the hatred between Ding Ning and Zheng Xiu.

Because in a sense, the sword mark on her face caused by Zheng Xiu ruined her life.

Ding Ning’s gaze fell through the rain curtain into the forest where the snow fell in front of him.

His eyes were calm.

When the past is completely cut off, his steps become more and more relaxed and firm.

He didn’t have any vitality, and his body sent chills from time to time. However, the true vitality aura between the qi and sea in his body became more and more perfect, reaching a situation he had never had before.

No matter how subtle the knot is, it is also a knot.

The untie of every knot of heart, as far as his cultivation base is concerned, it also cuts off a shackle.

This chase is also a practice for him.

A very special practice.

There are no obvious traces along the way. It is indeed not the game of Chang Ling back then. It is not that simple to find her traces.

However, a person’s habits, preferences, and skills are often the brand that a person cannot change.

When the rain fell, he knew that Zheng Xiu would most likely find a place to stay in shelter from the wind and slightly higher temperature.

There are many such places in the mountains and forests with a radius of hundreds of miles.

But Zheng Xiu didn’t use True Yuan, there were many blockades, and she wouldn’t go very far.

Ding Ning also stopped.

He waited patiently for the rain to stop.

Ye Ce Leng’s indulgent true essence attracted water vapor in a range of hundreds of miles, making this world not only without snow, but even clouds are extremely rare.

Ji Qingqing, the female prince of Chen State, took the umbrella and waited silently behind Ding Ning.

A Minshan Jianzong cultivator wearing a turquoise robe appeared in her sight.

This Minshan Jianzong cultivator wearing a turquoise robe is not a sword watcher at Tantai, but a Qing Yaoyin.

Many people followed him and helped him bring some wooden boxes that looked very airtight.

After opening these wooden boxes, there were countless subtle wing flapping sounds from the sky and the earth.

Zheng Xiu woke up in a deep sleep, awakened from his dream.

Her body function has been reduced to the level of a tortoise and snake hibernating, her breathing is extremely weak, and even her heart beats occasionally.

It’s just that the sound is not enough to wake her up in such a deep sleep.

The snowfield outside her has moved.

In her perception, there are many insects flying in the air, and then looking for a relatively warm place, falling down, digging into the snow, and digging into the warmer depths of the snow.

Thousands of mountains are covered by snow, and there is no such thing as flying insects.

And the unique medicinal aura of these insects also made her skin feel numb naturally, which made her instantly realize that it came from whose handwriting.

Her heart contracted violently and then beat violently.

The blood that was almost frozen in her body revived in an instant, flowing crazily.

Dozens of worms with weird colors have passed through the snow accumulated on her body and landed on her.

The moment she touched her skin, a layer of crystal vitality surged on her skin.

These worms shook to death silently, but in the next moment, these worms were covered with a dark green flame, burned and turned into air masses.

The snowdrift lifted up and turned into a cloud of blood.

Zheng Xiu’s figure rushed out of it like a ghost and disappeared into the forest in an instant.

Her perfect face was chilling like a piece of porcelain.

She no longer hides her deeds, because she has been exposed.

At this moment, there was a roar of war drums in the sky, and dozens of huge pillars of fire surged up in the silent mountains and forests at the same time, illuminating the upper part of this valley as bright as day.

Ding Ning walked out of a camp tent.

Zheng Xiu’s figure was so fast that the snake hovering in the sky couldn’t see it at all, but in his perception, the flowing wind clearly appeared.

His figure instantly disappeared in front of the camp tent.

At the same time, the roar of countless green wolves in the forest sounded, seeming to cheer for him.