"Sister, what's the situation? My brother-in-law won't turn all these women around?"

Murong Yanran and his sister and brother sat in the living room with big eyes and small eyes. They couldn't hear any sound in the room. Murong smiled and immediately opened his head and asked with doubts on his face.

"Go away, he can't be so dirty."

Mo Rong Yanran looked at his younger brother angrily. Although Ding Ning was naughty and the women of Xuannv family were not ugly, with Ding Ning's character of protecting the calf, she would never have any crooked thoughts about the woman who nearly killed them. As for her younger brother calling Ding Ning's brother-in-law, she was immune and didn't bother to waste her tongue.

Although both sisters and brothers deliberately avoided what had happened before, they still had to face what they should face. Murong Yanran remembered his father's heartlessness and couldn't help but redden his eyes. Murong smiled and sighed, but he couldn't open his mouth to comfort.

The night owl may know that he will die and still want to fight tenaciously, but under the silver needle stabbing point where Ding Ning's pain is magnified a hundred times, he still can't resist after all. He can't bear the pain in just a few minutes. He calls like a pig killer and explains everything that should be explained clearly.

"I don't think you do much evil, so I'll let you go this time. I don't care what method you use to inform the saint family, and send me to Gusu in three days. Otherwise, don't blame me for flattening your saint family. I believe you know very well that I have this strength."

Ding Ning opened the door and came out. He turned and said coldly to more than ten saints who were pale and trembling, but there was no night owl.

"Yes, we will inform the clan as soon as possible."

The holy women were tortured to death by Ding Ning stabbing the acupoint with a silver needle. In their eyes, Ding Ning was a devil. They dared not disobey at all. They nodded like primary school students. After getting Ding Ning's permission, they fled like an amnesty.

Ding Ning's mood was not so relaxed. She learned from the night owls and these saints that this time they were able to find paradise island, although it was because they walked alone at night and asked the saints for help in the earthly industry that they leaked their whereabouts.

But night alone is very cautious. All communication is through the transmission array. Even if the fact that she is hiding in Ninghai is exposed, it is actually difficult for the saint to lock the exact location of Paradise Island and catch her.

The night owl was able to find paradise island because an unidentified person tipped them off and gave them the list of women close to Ding Ning. He said that as long as he followed them, he would be able to

Find the person they're looking for.

The information provided by this person is very detailed. Except for LAN Mengdie and pan Xiangyun, all the other women associated with him are on the list, even Xiao Yao and Zhao Jingjing, who have a very secret relationship with him.

The night owl followed them for two days. However, they all went to paradise island through the transmission array, so that she could not find the trace of walking alone at night. Finally, she had to leave a divine knowledge mark on them. With this divine knowledge mark, the night owl consumed a lot of divine knowledge to finally lock the position of Paradise Island.

Of course, the array of Paradise Island is not as vulnerable as Ding Ning thought, but the owl has broken array magnetic symbols. With the one-time magnetic symbols developed by the saint for countless years, the owl consumes a lot of broken array magnetic symbols to come and go freely on Tiantang island.

From the owl, Ding Ning got three broken magnetic symbols and more than ten magnet array plates that can be arranged at any time. It was a great harvest, but he was stuck in his throat and couldn't be happy until he found the mysterious man who provided information for the owl.

When Zhu gave no time to make a phone call to let her secretly investigate, Ding Ning was in a mood of convergence. With Murong's sister in law, he hurried to swallow dock.

On the way, Zhang Heping called to urge that the martial arts conference was hosted by the national scholar's office and the Religious Bureau, and the 17th Bureau of Ninghai was the organizer. It was unreasonable for him as the director not to participate in the opening ceremony.

However, Ding Ning also smelled an unusual smell from Zhang Heping's words. In the past, the 17th Bureau and the Religious Bureau were both under the command of the national scholar's government. All previous martial arts conferences were held by the 17th Bureau, and the Religious Bureau has never participated in them. However, after the Religious Bureau was assigned to Yulin Wei this year, it took part in them. The meaning of this is quite intriguing.

Is this a sign of trying to weaken the power of the imperial government? It seems that the contradiction between the imperial scholar's office and Yu Linwei began to be completely stimulated, Ding Ning thought thoughtfully.

Murong Yanran saw that Ding Ning didn't say a word when he got on the bus. He looked worried. He thought he was worried about the safety of walking alone at night. He wanted to comfort him, but he didn't know how to speak.

Murong smiled and was responsible for driving. He wanted to talk to Ding Ning. Seeing that he was not in a high mood, he closed his mouth wisely. The atmosphere in the carriage became a little dull. At this time, Ding Ning suddenly said, "stop!"

GA!

Murong smiled, smelled the speech, stopped at the roadside, looked at the rear mirror and asked, "brother-in-law, what's the matter?"

"Oh, it's all right. Pick someone up."

Ding Ning opened the window and waved to the light cloud waiting on the roadside: "here."

"Is this your girlfriend, too?"

Murong Yan looked at the slim figure, and the light cloud with a veil on his face came quickly. His face asked strangely.

"Well, no, it's my friend."

Ding Ning didn't introduce Qingyun in detail. After all, her identity is Chiyang's apprentice, which is a little complicated.

"This is my sister Murong Yanran, this is her brother Murong smiling, and this is my friend Chu Qingyun."

After waiting for Qingyun to get on the bus, Ding Ning introduced them.

"Hello!"

Qingyun had been following the ancestor of the crane family before. Ding Ning asked her to wait by the side of the road when she took back the ancestor of the crane family, so she knew the identity of Murong's sister and brother for a long time and didn't show any surprise. She nodded generously.

"Hello!"

The Murong brothers and sisters said hello politely, but their attitude was obviously a little alienated.

Qingyun didn't care. He naturally looked at Ding Ning and asked, "where are we going now?"

"Go to the martial arts meeting."

Ding Ning rubbed his temples and said wearily.

The spirit was hurt, which made his body unimpeded, but his spirit was extremely easy to be tired. He hasn't closed his eyes since last night. At the moment, his eyelids are heavy and he sleeps vaguely against the seat.

Murong Yanran and Qingyun looked at his tired appearance, and there was a trace of heartache in the bottom of their eyes. They kept silent while tacit understanding.

Murong smiled and looked at his sister and Qingyun from the back mirror. They were silent and cautious. He sighed in his heart that his brother-in-law was good at everything, but he was too careless.

I don't know how long later, Ding Ning felt that the speed slowed down, vaguely opened his eyes, patted his face, forced himself and asked, "smile, are you here?"

"It's almost here. The car in front can't go. You have to take a boat and get off."

Murong smiled and stopped slowly in the parking lot next to a lake.

The Murong family respectfully greeted him, shouted to the young master, then took the car key and parked the car for Murong with a smile.

Ding Ning looked at the lake in the overlapping peaks of green mountains. It was as gentle and poetic as a quiet woman in the south of the Yangtze River. He couldn't help but shine in front of him and exclaimed, "the scenery is picturesque and beautiful. It's really a good place."

"Yes, what a beautiful lake."

Light cloud also sincerely praised.

"Hey, hey, what's this? The beauty is in the back."

Murong smiled and was already immune to the scenery here. He led the way to the cruise ship by the lake and said with some complacency.

Murong Yanran was obviously familiar with this place, and her eyes showed a trace of nostalgia, Smiled and introduced: "It belongs to the ancient Hengshan Mountains. The lake in front of us is called Jingyue lake. It belongs to the tributary of Taihu Lake. It is the private territory of Murong family. The scenery outside can only be regarded as ordinary. The really beautiful thing is the twelve linked docks inside. Swallow dock is one of them. It's just that we come in the wrong season. It's the most beautiful time when the lotus leaves are full of the lake in midsummer every year."

"Twelve linked strongholds? Isn't it the twelve linked strongholds mentioned in Chu LiuXiang's novels?"

Ding Ning jokingly said, but he was secretly shocked. The details of the Millennium family are really unfathomable. It can occupy such a large mountain range and lake as a private industry. No wonder Murong Junlin is called Murong Bancheng.

"Of course not. The twelve linked docks here are naturally formed around the waterways of Hengshan mountain into Taihu Lake. In ancient times, when fishermen entered Taihu Lake to fish, they would temporarily rest or repair ships in these docks. Later, after being bought by Murong family, they transformed the twelve linked docks into a private summer resort. Every midsummer, the senior management of Murong family will live here For a while. "

Murong smiled and jumped into a small boat. When Ding Ning came up, he waved to the boatman wearing a hat: "go to swallow dock."

"Yes, young master!"

The boatman responded respectfully, smiled and nodded to Murong, gently rowed the oar, and the boat rowed to the depths of the lake like an arrow.

The lake water ripples layer upon layer. The breeze is gentle and the blue waves are rippling, which makes people relaxed, happy and refreshing,

Ding Ning accidentally glanced at the boatman. He thought he was just an ordinary Murong servant. Unexpectedly, he was still a practicing family. His ability to operate the boat was extraordinary and walked smoothly.

Although the boatman's strength is not high, he also has accomplishments close to the Xuanwu realm. The millennial aristocratic family has a deep heritage. It really deserves its reputation.

The lakes and waterways are formed around the mountains. The architectural style of white walls and black tiles in the water docks along the way shows the gentleness and gentleness of the water town in the south of the Yangtze River, which is better than the magnificent sea on Paradise Island

Distinct charm.

When the swallow dock arrived, hundreds of boats specially used to pick up and send people were parked beside the simple dock of the dock. On each boat, a servant of the Murong family acted as a boatman, and dozens of dignified men on the shore were responsible for registering the identity of the people who entered the dock.

According to Murong Yixiao, these big men responsible for registering their identity are composed of people from the 17th Bureau, the Religious Bureau and the Murong family, which is to prevent ordinary people from entering them by mistake.

Ding Ning, as the director of the 17th Bureau of Ninghai, although he still didn't recognize all his subordinates, he was arranged by Zhang Heping to wait for him. The staff of the 17th Bureau knew him. After the people went ashore, a member of the 17th Bureau immediately greeted him and said respectfully, "Bureau D, you can come and wait for yourself."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes fell on Ding Ning. The Murong family were better. The eyes of the people in the 17th Bureau and the Religious Bureau were suspicious.

They all know that a young director of the 17th Bureau of Ninghai has just changed some time ago. Like a dragon without a tail, most people can't see the real face.

They know that the new director is young, but Ding Ning is too young in front of them. After all, unlike Gu Wu, the state affairs rely on grinding and training day after day and year after year. It is absolutely young to be a director at the age of 37 or 78.

Murong Yanran and Qingyun are also stupid. Isn't Ding Ning a doctor with good medical skills? How did you become the director of the 17th Bureau? Did this man recognize the wrong person?