Chapter 1630

In fact, with the speed and strength of song Zhong, they could catch up with Wu Xiang long ago.

But he was really angry this time. His sister and her brother-in-law died miserably. He wanted to kill all his relatives and friends to bury his sister.

That's why I stopped behind them in no hurry, just to bring out their relatives and friends. Miles was really in trouble.

Milles was afraid of Ding Ning, but not song Zhong. If he wasn't afraid of being caught up by Ding Ning, he wouldn't bother to explain to song Zhong. He would kill him directly.

As soon as song Zhong started, MILUS was angry. NIMA, I can't beat Ding Ning. Can I beat you?

Therefore, the two people hit the earth with Mars, and the sky thunder hooked the earth fire. They ignited as soon as they touched and fought.

Song Zhong was unarmed, and MILUS was unarmed. They collided hundreds of times in a flash.

Song Zhong's face was as usual, but MILUS's hands trembled slightly, showed his teeth in pain, and cried in his heart. Where are so many monsters from China? They are so powerful when they meet any one.

"It's interesting. You deserve to be the little monk's helper. You're worth my weapon."

Song Zhong untied his sister's body from behind, carefully put it on the ground, pulled out three silver steel pipe like things, slowly spliced them together, and said faintly: "this is a cold drink soul chasing gun. Over the years, you are the 13th person worthy of my use of this gun..."

Before he finished, he looked up and found that miles had already run away. The angry song Zhong scolded: "is there any master style..."

Miles listened to the angry scolding behind him and disdained his lips. He really thought I was stupid. He stood there waiting for you to assemble a gun and stab me. Although this guy is very powerful, his brain seems to be a little difficult. He is far worse than Ding Ning.

Ding Ning felt very painful. After stopping in front of the Royal league team for a minute, he almost lost miles. It was not easy to catch his position again with his divine sense. He met the little brother Wuxiang again.

He really doesn't want to meddle in his own business and delay his time now. Miles must die, but he can't care about the embarrassment of this little brother three. Besides, he's also curious about who can force these brothers into this bird.

"Are you robbing a daughter-in-law or killing a father?"

Ding Ning stood in the middle of the road with his arms in his arms, looked at the three people panting like dogs, smiled and joked.

"Brother Ding, I found you."

"Brother Ding, help."

Wuxiang and pudding did not appear at all. They showed a relieved expression and sat on the ground panting heavily.

Although Jiang wuhui didn't open his mouth, he also showed a relieved expression. He bent over and held his knees with both hands. He let the sweat drops of bean drop on the sand, and his heart was very sour.

Although he was arrogant, he had to admit that the rival who robbed the lover of his dream had gone far ahead of them and had the strength to protect them.

"Tell me, which forces have you offended and can chase all three of you so embarrassed?"

Ding Ning reached out and took out three water bags and threw fresh water to them.

"Thank you!"

Jiang wuhui took the water bag, politely thanked, and drank it.

Wuxiang and pudding are dry and peeling. There's no need to thank them. Holding a water bag is a cow's drink.

Drink up the water in the water bag in one breath, and Wuxiang and pudding are like living. You said it in detail.

"The cold flame soul chasing gun song Zhong in the red flame hunting song?"

Ding Ning's expression showed a dignified color, but his eyes were shining.

It is the so-called shadow of man's famous tree that can rank side by side with Shura, who occupies the first place in the list of martial arts in China. Song Zhong is enough to make him pay attention to it.

Since he first heard of the name of Shura, he longed for the opportunity to fight with Shura. Although Shura is not here now, song Zhong should not be much weaker than him, which makes him how to keep his blood boiling and his war spirit rising.

Wuxiang cried with a small face: "brother Ding, I really didn't kill his sister. They wanted to kill me and grab my number plate. I just lit their acupoints. I didn't know they would die. I didn't listen to song Zhong's explanation. I thought it was me. I was wronged."

"I believe you."

Ding Ning knows the temperament of Wu Xiang. The child is the reincarnation of a compassionate real Bodhisattva. How can he kill easily.

"I knew brother Ding was reasonable and wouldn't ignore us."

The pudding had a rest now and said with a smile.

Ding Ning glared at him angrily: "should you give me an explanation? I've carried the black pot for you for a long time."

"Hey, hey, you can't blame me. They must say you're a disciple of the holy sword family. I've never expressed my attitude, but brother Ding, tell me the truth, aren't you really a member of the holy sword family?"

The pudding laughed and asked curiously.

Ding Ning's face became strange and said suspiciously, "don't you know if I'm a disciple of the relic of the holy sword? Don't you come from the relic of the holy sword? Have you seen me?"

"I haven't seen you in the clan, but who dares to say that you are not the descendant of the disciple left behind by the holy sword family?"

The pudding murmured.

Descendants of the disciples of the holy sword family left behind?

Ding Ning was shocked and looked thoughtful.

He would not have thought about this before, but since he knew that he was three blood vessels and that his father did have Chiyou blood vessels, he had doubts in this regard.

What's more, Dad never talked about his grandparents or his origin, which had to make him think about it.

"Although the holy sword family closes the mountain gate, it is not absolutely impossible to avoid the world. Every few years, there will be disciples quietly born for experience, but generally they will not reveal their identity and whereabouts. Brother Ding, are you a descendant of the holy sword family who has been born and experienced for a while and remains in the world?"

Pudding's brain hole is wide open.

Ding Ning couldn't help rolling his eyes: "sorry, my father is still alive."

The pudding was instantly embarrassed. Shanshan smiled and didn't say a word. He was a little disappointed. After all, the disciples who went out of the mountain will return to the family as soon as the time comes.

He had always suspected that Ding Ning was the child of a clansman left in the secular world, but since Ding Ning's father was alive, it was naturally impossible.

"Are you really not a disciple of the remnant of the holy sword?"

Jiang wuhui asked suspiciously.

"Of course, if I have such a thick thigh hug, why don't I admit it."

Ding Ning felt quite speechless. In fact, he was not sure whether he was the descendant of the holy sword remnant. All this may be solved only after seeing his father.

"Then why did you kill the Heaven Sword of the remnant of the holy sword?"

Jiang wuhui asked with some doubt when he saw that Ding Ning didn't look like a fake.

Pudding's eyes lit up when he heard the speech. He stared at Ding Ning to see how he answered. He had also heard that Ding Ning would kill Tiandao, but he didn't have a chance to speak because he didn't see it with his own eyes. Unexpectedly, Jiang wuhui asked for him.

Ding Ning feels guilty when he hears the speech, but his face is thicker than the corners of the city wall. How can he expose flaws in front of several young people, He sneered and gasped: "people are similar. Why can't they be similar? Chiyang of the holy doctor's sect had a festival with me and wanted to kill me, but he didn't have the ability. He deliberately advertised that I was a disciple of the holy sword family, and then took advantage of Zu Xun to pull your holy sword villa underwater to deal with me."

Jiang wuhui showed a thoughtful look and seemed to believe Ding Ning's statement.

Wu Xiang sighed faintly and said compassionately, "Amitabha, when is it time to repay each other? Why can't we live in peace?"

The pudding sneered and rubbed the shameless little bald head: "what you think is too simple. This is a feud. It's so easy to resolve the feud accumulated for thousands of years."

"Since it was thousands of years ago, why should it continue?"

Wu Xiang didn't agree with him. He turned his head angrily and didn't let the pudding touch his head. He always felt like touching a pet.

"There's no way. Who makes Saint doctor's gate and Saint sword mountain villa losers?"

Pudding said with some complacency.

"Who said we were losers? In those years, your ancestor Chi you died. The two ancestors of Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang became emperors on earth. You are the losers."

Although Jiang wuhui had a close relationship with them and had never sold pudding, he retorted sharply in order to maintain the dignity of the school.

"Cut, that's what the old yellow calendar is. In the struggle for hegemony in the world, the winner is the king and the loser is Kou. Although Chiyou's father was defeated, he was not defeated by the two emperors of Yan and Huang, but by the holy women. I don't know what you are proud of."

After all, the pudding was young and energetic, and his face turned red. He argued unconvinced.

"This is that the righteous have more help and the unjust have less help. If Chi you is not arrogant and domineering and does not win the support of the people, how can he attract the saints to look down and kill them?"

When it comes to the glory of the sect, Jiang wuhui is also the opposite way of fighting.

"Cut, what did your ancestors do? No, they almost killed all the saints by stepping down and killing donkeys, crossing rivers and bridges."

The pudding retorted with a sneer.

Jiang wuhui was speechless and said unconvinced for a long time: "that's the mind of the emperor. The saint has seriously threatened the rule of the Yan and Huang emperors. It must be eradicated in order to dominate the world. It's not uncommon in history to hide all birds and bows."

"So, don't arbitrarily look at history from the perspective of ordinary things. Who dares to say that Chiyou ancestors were not seduced by the two emperors of Yan and Huang by means of discredit? But what happened? The saints were copied and destroyed, and they didn't come to a good end."

The pudding was unreasonable and aggressive.

Jiang wuhui opened his mouth for a long time, but he was unable to argue. After all, the actions of Emperor Yan and Huang are well known. With this stain, it's hard to say whether Chiyou was discredited at the beginning.

The pudding saw that he was silent and said no more, But with a serious look: "That's all the past grievances. Of course, it's not too much to use any means in order to compete for the world. Future generations will only talk about heroes based on success or failure. I'm not trying to rehabilitate my ancestors. In fact, whether it's the descendants of the Yan and Huang emperors, or the descendants of the saint daughter clan and our Jiuli tribe, they have turned fighting into fighting when they joined hands to resist the demon alliance at the end of the dark calendar Jade and silk. "

"Then why did the ancestors of our holy sword mountain villa and holy medicine school hate your holy sword family so much?"

Jiang wuhui was puzzled.

The pudding smiled proudly: "didn't you find out? No matter how you targeted our family, our family didn't care much about you. Do you know why?"

Not only Jiang wuhui and Wuxiang, but also Ding Ning's heart of gossip was hooked up.

Indeed, at the beginning, the gratitude and resentment between the four holy Gates had been resolved because of their joint resistance to the devil. Why did the relationship deteriorate sharply later, and even the ancestors of the holy doctor gate and the holy sword villa didn't hesitate to leave the ancestral training for those who saw the remnant of the holy sword?