Ding Ning and Zhang Yi and Chen Yi explained several words, then walked onto the gray carriage that seemed to exude a smell of moldy dust...

The old horse knew the way, and there was no need to be driven away. The two old horses dragged the carriage and began to walk through the streets and alleys of Changling slowly.

The blood in the carriage sat with his back facing Ding Ning.

Ding Ning saw the tattoo on his blue scalp. The one that was thorned should be Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, holding a bead in his left hand and a tin staff in his right hand, sitting cross-legged on the lotus platform. The whole tattoo was colorful and colorful. Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's face was kind and compassionate. However, such color and compassion were extremely conflicting with the breath of Xueyi's body, and it looked even more uncomfortable.

The curtains of this carriage are not sealed. As the carriage bumps, the curtains swing, and a lot of chill comes in.

Ding Ning, who was sitting in the innermost part of the car, tightened the collar a little, looked at the two brown old horses through the gap created by the swinging curtains, and said without saying anything: "These two old horses are obedient."

Xue Yi, who was sitting cross-legged in front of him, said coldly: "The disobedient people have already slaughtered them. If they have slaughtered too much, some people will always stay obediently. Livestock are actually much easier to discipline than people. For livestock, death is the biggest fear, but people are different. Some people can do something they think is worth it."

Ding Ning's expression did not change much, but his heartbeat became slightly faster at this moment. He continued: "I had no interaction with the adults before. I wonder why he reminded me at the beginning."

Xue Yi did not turn around, but just shook his head and said, "Don't have any fantasies, just teach me a lesson casually. After all, every young practitioner in Changling is a precious asset of the Great Qin Dynasty."

Ding Ning was silent and stopped saying anything.

Blood didn't say a word, let Lao Ma trailer move forward.

After driving for half a day, he finally drove into the suburbs of Changling and entered the dead poplar forest.

As he approached the low stone house built along the river, Xue Yi spoke again and said, "When you enter the prison later, you must follow my steps. If you take a wrong step, you may die."

Ding Ning's face was slightly calm, but he still said nothing, just nodded to show that he had heard clearly.

Xue Yi sneered softly, his breath was revealed slightly, and the two already very tired old horses suddenly fell into extreme fear and began to rush to run wildly.

In just a moment, I passed through hundreds of feet of flat ground, facing a stone house that looked like there was no door, and it seemed that it was about to hit the stone wall, trampling on the ground.

However, the stone wall suddenly twisted in front of the strong wind brought by the carriage, turning into an overlapping phantom.

The galloping carriage passed through the wall and suddenly fell into a thick cold and cold. The light on both sides quickly dimmed, and the sound of water under the horse's hooves kept splashing. This side was just a phantom stone wall condensed by the vitality, and it turned out to be a flat passage. However, there was no window on both sides of the stone walls, which were pitch black, and there was a layer of water at least two feet deep on the road.

This is the only passage to enter the Great Floating Water Prison.

There were at least five powerful magic arrays arranged under the shallow water layer. At this time, Ding Ning swept over his mind, and there were far more than five types of murderous intent under the water layer.

Feeling that the unfrozen water contained a colder feeling than cold ice, thinking that the man who was imprisoned in the deepest part of this water prison was always in such biting cold water, Ding Ning no longer deliberately controlled his heartbeat and blood flow, and let his body tremble slightly.

With a rush, a piece of water splashed on the ground.

The carriage finally drove onto the dry ground.

It is said to be dry, but it is actually indescribable dark and damp, with moldy smells emitted between the cracks of the rocks.

After stepping onto the dry ground, the two old horses stopped moving and their bodies trembled.

Someone was waiting on one side like a ghost, leading the two old horses away, leaving only the Xueyi and Ding Ning of the carriage.

Xue turned his head and looked at Ding Ning coldly.

Ding Ning, who understood his meaning, walked behind him.

The blood started to move, and the gray boots left unclear footprints on the ground.

Ding Ning walked forward in his footsteps.

The Dafu Water Prison is the most strictly guarded place in the Qin Dynasty. Even people like Mo Qing Palace can only enter when the person in charge of the Dafu Water Prison allows them. In the imagination of countless people, there must be one iron prison connected by one, immersed in the cold water.

However, this is not the case.

At this moment, the front of Xueyi and Ding Ning was like a huge valley.

In the skyless canyon, there are dark rocks as huge as temples.

Such huge rocks as vast as a valley and temple are not phantoms built by magic circles, but real objects, but these rocks all reveal the murderous intent of magic circles.

Xue Yi took Ding Ning in the thick shadows under these dark rocks, passing through this seemingly calm underground valley.

After passing through this valley, gray mist began to spread ahead, and I couldn't see what the road inside was or what the scene was like, as if some violent beast in the gray mist was about to rush out at any time.

The blood was winding in the gray mist, and the road was a little twists and turns, just like climbing a mountain.

When half a cup of tea, some lantern fires appeared in the faint gray mist.

Below the lantern, there was a forest of cherry blossoms.

The cherry blossoms are the deep purple mountain cherry blossoms.

In this kind of underground where there is no sunshine all day long, this cherry blossom forest is incredibly blooming, with a thick and gorgeous purple even seemingly immersed on the lanterns hanging in the forest. Even the fire light emitted by the lanterns turned into a faint purple.

Ding Ning's breathing paused slightly, and his brows frowned uncontrollably.

He wasn't because of surprise and pretending, but because of real tension.

He didn't expect that the blood of the blood would take him through here today.

And this place is indeed a real danger for him.

As soon as the blood stepped into the purple cherry forest.

Ding Ning stepped on his footprints.

Just as he took this step, all the petals on the surrounding cherry blossom trees broke away from the branches and flew around him and Xue Yi.

This is a stunning picture that is hard to describe in words.

Countless petals are dancing all over the sky, emitting a bright luster.

However, for Ding Ning, this beautiful picture contains countless dangerous lines.

Just like Zhang Yi and others before the freehand paintings, as long as his thoughts unconsciously move into any line, these fluttering purple cherry blossom petals will naturally exude some special energy.

At this time, he was walking in such a rain of flowers and rain, and he had to look at these lines, but these lines were extremely familiar to him. He had to look at these lines, and he didn't even think about touching these lines, as if he couldn't see or perceive them, even for him, it was extremely difficult.

Everything is false, only strength is high.

Strength is status.

Compared with true essence and breath, the flesh and bones of a practitioner's body cannot be faked.

He only needs a moment of touch to feel the strength of the other party's flesh and blood, and the "new and old" degree of bones.

Bone age is the real age.

When he noticed Ding Ning's existence before, thinking about the amazing rise of this young man in the wine shop, he had an extremely amazing idea, even saying it was hope.

If this wine shop boy is the successor of that person...then such speed of practice and comprehension and ability to fight against enemies will appear normal.

If this is true, as long as you can get something from the mouth of this young man in the wine shop, his strength and status in Changling will be even more incomparable.

But what made him regretful and disappointed was that the boy had no problems today.

All reactions, even at true age, are absolutely impossible.

Because this wine shop boy should have been born three years after the man died, how could he have anything to do with that man? It is even more impossible to get the man's oral inheritance and some experience from that man.
Chapter completed!