The snake head in the sword mound asked Ning Hongdou: "Is your surname Ning?"

Ning Hongdou is naturally surnamed Ning.

She has been surnamed Ning since she was a child.

The snake head continued to ask Ning Hongdou: "You are from the Sword Casting Grass House?"

Ning Hongdou shook his head: "I came from the Sword Casting Grass House, but I don't belong to the Sword Casting Grass House. ”

This is not a secret, there is no need for Ning Hongdou to hide and deceive.

The head of the snake was a little confused, and then continued to ask, "What about your parents? They are always swordsmen in the grass house, right?"

Ning Hongdou shrugged: "I have no father or mother, I grew up with my master since I was a child, I don't know what my parents do." ”

The snake head twisted his body: "Then I can tell you that your parents must be the people of the sword-forging grass house, because your surname is Ning, and you also have the blood of the Ning family in your body." Of course, none of this matters, you need to tell me, what happened to the Sword Forging Grass House? For thirteen years, no one has come to accept the trial, and no new sword shrine has been formed!"

"Are you ready to give up the sword shrine?"

"Found a new place to be tested?"

"Didn't you even come to inform me?"

Ning Hongdou's body is bleeding from the sword forging grass?

Her parents were disciples of the Sword Forge Grass House?

Could this be the mystery of her origins?

Didn't hear the words behind the snake's head at all, Ning Hongdou asked excitedly: "Can you distinguish blood?

The snake's expression was arrogant: "Please don't question me, I'm the sword spirit of the Grass Snake Sword, Gray Line, Gray Lord! In the entire thousand-year-old history of the Sword Casting Grass House, the best two swords are Qingluan and the Grass Snake!"

The snake head looked at the expressions of Ning Hongdou's three teenagers: "Haven't you heard of it?"

The three of them shook their heads in unison.

"Qingluan, grass snake, haven't heard of a handful?"

"No, I don't. ”

"Lonely and unheard! It's really lonely and unheard! Don't you teach the history of swords in the Sword Casting Grass House now? It's too lazy! Disciples like you are even allowed to enter the Sword Shrine!"

"Maybe there's one thing you haven't figured out. Chen Yusheng, who had not spoken, suddenly whispered, "As far as I know, it seems that the Sword Forging Grass House no longer exists, it has become a ruin, and now it has been transformed into a temporary cave for evil demons by the Demon Mountain, and it is full of black smoke and miasma. We were swept over from the sea dungeon, and it was an accident that we were here. ”

Chen Yusheng's words had just finished speaking.

The nine-zhang tall giant snake was suddenly stunned, and the snake's eyes were full of disbelief.

The Sword Forge Cottage doesn't exist anymore?

Destroyed?

In ruins?

Is it possible?

Impossible!

The giant snake that claimed to be Lord Gray suddenly began to roar: "Little rabbit cubs, don't lie to your Grandpa Gray, don't think that you can get away with some tricks, you must be the trialists of the generation of Sword Forging Caolu!"

The fangs of the gray line were hideous: "I was almost blinded by you, your blood is the blood of the Ning family, how dare you say that your own family has been destroyed? If the sword-forging grass house is gone, the Ning family will definitely be gone, there is no reason to live alone! This must be the case, your words must be a trap." ”

Ning Hongdou looked at the flower bellflower, and the flower bellflower looked at Chen Yusheng. The three of them didn't dare to escape, and they were helpless, was this sword spirit of the Grass Snake Sword depressed, no one came over for too long, and he was not sober!

Chen Yusheng cautiously explained: "Don't think nonsense, we really didn't deceive people, if the Sword Casting Grass House is still there, you can't wait for only the three of us in thirteen years, right?"

The bellflower nodded vigorously.

Ning Hongdou's mind was cloudy, he was thirteen years old, and this sword spirit said that he hadn't seen a disciple of the Sword Casting Grass House come over to participate in the trial for thirteen years. This shows that something must have happened to the Sword Forging Cottage thirteen years ago, and he was the one who survived by luck.

Stories can deceive.

The blood in the body does not deceive.

There must be nothing wrong, otherwise why would the old man name himself Ning Hongdou.

The old man's name is Ye Piaoling, his surname is Ye, but he wants to be surnamed Ning, the old man must know his life experience, but he doesn't tell himself, so the problem comes!

"What happened to the Sword Forge Cottage thirteen years ago?"

"What about your own biological parents?"

"What kind of people are they?"

"To live or to die?"

"Who did all this?"

"Who destroyed the Sword Forge Cottage?"

"Did the old man destroy this place with his own hands? Hearing the name of the sword-casting grass house, you will know that there must be a lot of swords, the old man likes to eat swords, there are swords here, there is no reason not to come, there is no reason not to eat! This is the contradiction, the reason for destroying this place!"

The more Ning Hongdou thought about it, the paler her face became, she didn't want to believe that the old man had killed her parents!

Sword Spirit Gray Line and Hua Ping Stem and Chen Yusheng were having a heated discussion, while Ning Hongdou was stunned, his brain spinning rapidly. From childhood to adulthood, all the details of being with the old man were turned out by her efforts, looking for clues in it, whether there was anything related to the sword-forging grass house.

No.

Not at all.

The old man's explanation to Ning Hongdou has always been, she picked it up, she picked it up unintentionally, and it was given to the disciples of the Sword Sect by God.

Ning Hongdou didn't believe that his old man lied to himself, there was no need for that, and the old man was not the kind of devil who killed innocents indiscriminately, he just liked to eat swords. is still forced to eat the sword helplessly, the old man is forced to eat the sword by the master, he doesn't like it very much.

How unpalatable is the sword!

Those magicians who do all kinds of evil are very suspicious.

The ruins of the Sword Forging Cottage were occupied by the Magic Mountain, and they were the one who benefited, yes, it must have been done by the Magic Mountain.

Ning Hongdou instantly convinced himself that the Magic Mountain not only killed the old man of his own family, but also killed his biological parents and ruined his 'home'.

Well, although I don't feel half about this home at all.

"Don't say it. ”

"The Sword Forging Grass House was destroyed by the Demon Mountain. ”

"I'm sure that the Sword Forge Grass House must have been destroyed by the Demon Mountain. ”

"If you are not mistaken about my blood, then I may be the disciple who survived by luck in the Sword Casting Grass House, and I may be the only disciple. But we're not here to be a trial, we're going to find a way out, we can't stay here forever. Ning Hongdou shouted loudly.

Everyone, including the Sword Spirit Gray Line, was suppressed.

As for being so excited?

So sure who the killer is?

What about the evidence? Is there any evidence? There should be no evidence, everything is just Ning Hongdou's own speculation!

Half-ringing, silent.

The sword mound was dead and silent, and the whistling night breeze blew on his cheeks, cold and cold.

The huge body of the sword spirit gray line suddenly shrank to three inches, and the giant snake turned into a small snake with long wings: "If I didn't understand correctly, you should be the last disciple to come in the Sword Casting Grass House for trial, and if there are no special circumstances, no one will come in again?"

Ning Hongdou: "Again, I didn't come in for the trial, it was an accident for the three of us to come in." ”

The gray line flew in front of Ning Hongdou's eyes: "Those are no longer important, since you have entered the Sword Shrine, you must listen to the arrangements of Lord Ben." ”

"Take me out!"