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Chapter one hundred and ninety seventh life without love

"Is it considered to retain my last dignity?" Zheng Xiu asked for a moment of silence.

Ding Ning was also silent for a moment and said, "You can think so."

"This is probably the last time we meet in this world." Zheng Xiu looked at him quietly and said slowly: "Don't you want to say anything to me again?"

Ding Ning shook his head and said in an extremely calm and simple manner: "I don't want to."

"No matter whether you want it or not, I can tell you that if there is still another chance, between Yuanwu and you, I will definitely choose you." Zheng Xiu also said very quietly.

"If there is a chance to do it again, I will not choose you." Ding Ning looked into her eyes and said seriously.

The pavilion was completely quiet.

The strongest hatreds are often relatively speechless when they are finally speechless, and they don’t want to say a word or think about it.

Everything is decided.

Everything is meaningless.

Zheng Xiu's eyes separated from Ding Ning's face and looked at the vast sea.

The light reflected on the sea was a little dazzling, causing her eyelids to thrive.

She once stood like this, looking at the sea surface like this, what she thought at that time was that she had suffered so much and had walked so many roads, and the sea that could not be seen at the end was her journey.

One day, her kingdom and her army will conquer until the end of the world that she cannot see.

But now, what she saw was her way home.

"It's very simple to fulfill my last wish." She closed her eyes, "The real Jiaodong County Floating Island has fallen in your hands. There are many things you know for use, but some things you don't know for use. I know a pill recipe that can refine the most poisonous poison in the world, which cannot even be resisted by practitioners of the eighth level, but this poison can help me restore my cultivation for a period of time, and even be stronger. This medicine is called "Return to the Light" in ancient books in Jiaodong County.

It is also called homecoming. Many years ago, it was prepared by fishermen who went out to sea. When they encountered a storm overseas and the ship was overturned and exhausted from physical strength, they would take this poison. Many of them could support crossing the sea, swimming back to the shore, and then die after meeting family and lovers. Now I have seen you for the last time. Some words, no matter whether you love or not, whether you want to hear it or not, I have already finished speaking. It depends on whether you are willing to let Qing Yaoyin help me refine this pill."

Ding Ning was silent for a while and said, "I will let him refine the medicinal properties more violently."

Zheng Xiu didn't look at him, but said in great sincerity: "Thank you."

"I didn't expect it to end so soon."

"I didn't expect it to be so soon."

Just next to the rocky beach not far from this pavilion, a gardener was building flower branches. The scissors in his hand were very unique, exuding a unique atmosphere. He was Zhang Shiwu.

Not far away from him, a girl in a white dress was gnawing a piece of sweet cake as if no one was around.

Judging from her satisfied and leisurely appearance, I am afraid that few people will associate her with Ye Sishou, who is so powerful in the world.

Seeing the conversation that ended quickly, both of them couldn't help expressing their opinions.

"What will happen if you change it?"

Ye Ce Leng couldn't help but ask Zhang Shiwu.

Zhang Shiwu thought seriously, "I'm afraid I'll avoid meeting her. If you have anything to say to me, I'm afraid that people will convey it. I'm afraid I'll be confused."

Ye Ce sneered and said, "It seems that he is no longer afraid of being confused."

Zhang Shiwu also laughed, "This is exactly what Yuan Wu is most worried about."

Strictly speaking, Ye CeLeng and Zhang Shiwu are not familiar with each other, and they were not of the same generation of practitioners in Changling back then. Zhang Shiwu became famous at the Bashan Sword Field back then, and Ye CeLeng was a practitioner who grew up quickly after being taught by Wang Jingmeng, and was a junior.

The two had not had much conversation before, but today, Ye Celen felt that he was a very suitable person to talk to.

Zhang Shiwu said not much, but it was very real.

"Do you think Zheng Xiu is likely to defeat Yuan Wu?" She finished eating the sweet cake in her hand and asked again.

"It's hard to say, it's different for women to go crazy." Zhang Shiwu looked at her and said, "What's more, it's harder to stop Yuan Wu from escaping than killing Yuan Wu. Yuan Wu is the eighth realm. If he is sure that he can't defeat and just wants to escape, it's hard to keep him. If a person like him loses his dynasty, who knows what he will do. Becoming that kind of big owl and assassinate us outside is the real trouble."

"He can really do everything." Thinking back on everything Yuan Wu did in the past, Ye Ce nodded coldly, "Even if he loses in a fair showdown, he may ignore his face."

"It's best to be unlucky and feel that it's meaningless to escape." In the end, Ye Ce Leng looked at the pavilion and added coldly, "Just like Zheng Xiu now."

"That was asked by her." Zhang Shiwu also said a very real idea in his heart, "When existing misfortunes are imposed on you, you don't want to completely get rid of this misfortune, but you complain that this is fate, and you still have to continue this fate, or even pass it on to others. This is the real misfortune."

A snake rose from a bay in Jiaodong County and quickly turned into a dark cloud in the sky.

The dark cloud floated in the air for a long time and was about to fall on the bank of a wild river. However, the snake inside the dark cloud suddenly felt great fear, and the vitality outside the body fluctuated violently.

The dark clouds scattered, forming a light rain falling down.

There are several wooden houses by the wild river, which can only be considered clean, but elegant, and wild grasses and flowers grow freely.

A girl in ordinary coarse cloth clothes looked at a vegetable field that looked like a strange thing, and was at a loss.

Dan Tai Guanjian came with the drizzle. He was originally a descendant of the big clan and had strict etiquette. However, when he looked at the girl and the vegetable field that seemed to have been gnawed by a dog, he couldn't help laughing loudly.

Who would have thought that Zhao Jianlu and Zhao Si could not even handle a piece of vegetable field, and the vegetables grown were not as good as the wild vegetables that were grown.

Zhao Si looked at the master of the Minshan Sword Sect, cut his hair, and ordered the vegetable field: "I'll invite you to drink vegetable soup later."

"There is great honor." Dan Tai Guanjian curled his smile and bowed.

Zhao Si went back to the house to make a fire and brew tea, saying, "What's the matter when I come to see me this time?"

"Borrow the sword." Dan Tai Guanjian told the meeting of Zheng Xiu and Ding Ning.
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