Zheng An continued to scream in pain.

The small half of her body was completely separated from her body, but her figure was still receding into the dust mountain behind her, and the blood was still in the air, but her figure disappeared in an instant.

Looking at such a picture, the Fire Master almost knelt down.

This sword is like the pinnacle of Wang Jingmeng back then, although most of it comes from his strength, but thinking of Wang Jingmeng's prestige back then... If that king hadn't died after killing the mountain of corpses and blood in his dream, and now reappeared in front of many cultivators who had seen him in the battle with their own eyes, I'm afraid all of these cultivators would feel the same way as him.

"You and I have a grudge, but only when this battle is gone, can you get out of the battle. ”

Ding Ning didn't go to see him.

He looked at Zheng An's hiding place, and his brows furrowed involuntarily.

The small half of his body was directly cut open, and his internal organs and meridians were fatally damaged, but he intuitively felt that Zheng An was still trying his best to use the True Yuan to gather the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi to seal his wounds.

Zheng An will die eventually.

However, there are many examples in the world of cultivators who can continue to fight for a period of time after their bodies have been cut off, until they die after their true essence is exhausted.

Now Zheng An not only wants to suppress the true yuan and qi and blood flow in her body, what she needs to suppress the most is probably the indescribable fear of her body being cut.

"If she shows up again, there's no one in us who can stop her. ”

The eldest grandson, Qianxue, approached his side and whispered to him.

"If she had to die, someone like her wouldn't be willing to die like this, it was only a matter of time before she overcame her fears, and she would definitely show up again. Ding Ning listened to the words of the eldest grandson Qianxue, but what he thought in his heart was that after all, it was still one point behind, and the true yuan of the Fire Master was not his true yuan after all. Then he took a deep breath and said slowly, "There is one person missing, and one person who is supposed to come has not appeared." ”

His words stunned everyone present, even the Fire Master.

"Prince Yugou is indeed a figure that I never thought of. ”

Ding Ning turned his head to look at Prince Yugou.

At this time, Prince Yugou had been poisoned and even lost his senses, and he couldn't even make a sound, and he was chaotic in the dust mountain, and the skin and flesh on his body began to festering and falling off in pieces.

When a cultivator is finally unable to suppress the flood of toxins in his body, and even the true essence is corroded, then the final result is death.

Hidden in the world for a long time, but thousands of miles to die.

Everyone felt that this matter was very ironic, but they didn't understand who Ding Ning was saying was missing.

"Prince Yugou is called the crown prince, but he hasn't even made a prince for a day, and now it seems that he hates me and Bashan Sword Field more than Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu, but now, even if there is no me and Bashan Sword Field, how can people like him fight with Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve? When he chose the exercises back then, he didn't even figure this out, so how could he get the support of those nobles in Changling at that time?"

Ding Ning retracted his gaze, and then said very directly: "I originally thought that it should be Meng Fangying who came in with the people from Jiaodong County, not this Yugou prince. ”

The Fire Master's heart jumped, and even he reacted immediately.

Especially at this time, Fusu, who was in an extremely complicated mood, suddenly changed his complexion.

Meng Fangying is Meng Qihai's father, Meng Hou.

Zheng Sleeve has the only cousin Zheng Feiye, who is married to Meng Hou.

So as we all know, among the thirteen marquis of Great Qin, Meng Hou and Zheng Sleeve are the closest, in a sense, Meng Hou is Zheng Sleeve's henchman, and he pays the price of marriage and giving a part of the benefits of Jiaodong County.

Killing nine dead silkworms is the biggest goal of Zheng Sleeve Chun's attack on Chu, at this time, several princes have died on the battlefield of Yinshan and Yangshan County, and there is already a military situation that Meng Hou has also arrived in the Yinshan area, but he has not appeared on the battlefield at this time, where can he go?

"Meng Fangying's personality is similar to Zheng Sleeve, and he will not appear until the most certain moment. So he won the trust of Zheng Sleeve. ”

Ding Ning lowered his eyelids and said indifferently.

When his face changed, a cold and majestic voice had already sounded, "You really know me well. ”

At the same time as this cold and majestic voice sounded, Prince Yugou stumbled wildly, and his body that was collapsing and decaying was directly shattered by a powerful force.

Patches of miserable green debris fell like thousands of sharp arrows in the depths of the dust mountain.

"Although Prince Yugou has an empty name, he generally doesn't know it and is obsessed with stealing his name, but after all, he is the blood of the royal family, at least let him die simply and leave some respect. ”

A middle-aged man dressed in a Hou Dynasty robe emerged from the dust mountain.

Although his temples have been stained with dust, his face is still handsome, but his bare arms outside his sleeves give people a feeling of hard as iron.

Some of the scars on the surface of the skin are like pieces of blades scraping, but the scars that have been raised are covered like pieces of iron, and even shine with a cold luster.

He was originally a hawker in the border army.

The eagle was only used to transmit military information, but it took him more than 20 years to climb from the bottom of the border army to the height of Changling, become the prince of the Great Qin Dynasty, and marry another world-famous beauty in Jiaodong County, Zheng Feiye.

"You are Wang Jingmeng. ”

Meng Fangying looked at Ding Ning deeply, and then said: "What the Holy Lord said is really good, you are not the descendant of the Nine Dead Silkworms, but the rebirth of himself. ”

......

Ding Ning looked at the familiar man and did not respond.

There is no point in contemplating any words that respond at this point.

The key is only that inside and outside the dust mountain, who else can stop Zheng Sleeve's chess piece, and finally the real finisher.

Lin Boiled Wine and Zhang Fifteen were too late.

They were originally in Chu Capital, and the focus was originally on how to ensure that Chu was not chaotic and that Concubine Zhao Xiang would not die.

"Any last words?"

Meng Fangying restrained the faint smile on the corner of his mouth, glanced at the eldest grandson Qianxue, and then looked at Ding Ning seriously and proposed: "Or can I tell me the secret of the Nine Dead Silkworms?" ”

"Even if I really tell the secret of the Nine Dead Silkworms, do you dare to listen to it?"

Ding Ning suddenly smiled and said sarcastically: "Even if you hear it from me and tell Zheng Sleeve, Zheng Sleeve will allow anyone in the world who knows the secret of the Nine Dead Silkworms besides her?"

Meng Fangying suddenly froze, and a chill suddenly appeared in his heart.