"Oh...Senior, wait for me, I will definitely take you out." Ding Ning said.

"Don't worry about me, hurry up and leave!"

Ding Ning pursed his lips, took the robe and left.

It is necessary to know that the Ding family imprisoned the old man here for the sake of the Yun family's martial arts.

What did the old man's words "A Qinglian" in Jiuzhou just now meant, which shows that when the martial arts of this land was prosperous, the Yun family suppressed Jiuzhou in one fell swoop. What a right that was that.

It seems that in the thousands of years of history of the Great Metropolis, there is still a little-known prosperity.

Or maybe some historical book will record this prosperous era, but it has not been discovered yet. It’s a pity that the prosperity of that year has long disappeared, and that period of time has been erased.

Not to mention such a prosperous era, even the current historical books were tampered with and smeared by the Later Dynasty, especially the Qing Dynasty, which was the most serious. During the reform, many historical books that recorded the real capital were burned.

That period of history is little known except for ancient books or legends.

As soon as Ding Ning walked out of the cave, he found several auras approaching.

"Hmm? What's going on?" Ding Ning said in surprise.

"Oh hey! What are you doing? Didn't you agree to leave here after an hour?"

Ding Ning walked over and saw Hua Manlou's feet covered with yellow mud, running towards Ding Ning, and then dragging Ding Ning to run away quickly.

There were several people emitting a terrifying aura standing on the hillside behind them, all of whom were masters of the Ding family.

"The timid thief dares to steal the sacrifices from my Ding family's ancestral tomb. His crime is unforgivable!" an old man said in a deep voice.

Flashes of pressure came overwhelmingly, and they used their light skills to catch up quickly.

Ding Ning was so frustrated. Hua Manlou was really unethical. He actually dug up the Ding family's ancestral tomb. No matter how bad it is, he is his ancestor.

If it weren't for saving his life first, Ding Ning had to teach this guy a good lesson.

"Run! Run!"

When Hua Manlou passed by the cemetery again, he picked up a white bone next to him, and threw it at the people he was following him.

"Ouch! Ancestor!"

The Ding family members were glaring and rushed to protect the skeleton of their ancestors.

But it also provided the two people with time to escape.

Ding Ning used the magical practice and passed Hua Manlou with a whoosh and disappeared into the darkness.

The Fang family members were also left far behind.

"Ouch! How can this kid run so fast? This bodywork is not simple!"

After the Ding family's masters placed the bones, they looked in the direction where the two of them ran away, and they had already run away without a trace.

"Ah! Two brave little thieves, if I catch you, the military will swallow you alive!" The old man was so angry that he gritted his teeth.

He looked at his cemetery and had five tombs digging open. It would be strange if he could not be angry.

The next moment, an old woman with a cane walked over here, followed by a row of maids and descendants of the Ding family.

When the group saw the old woman, they quickly saluted, "God of Lady!"

"Who brought those two little thieves into the ancestral land?" Lord Lao Fu asked coldly.

The group looked at each other, not sure who put the person in, but only Ding Jiancheng was trembling and he dared not hide it. If it was found out, the consequences would be very serious.

So, Ding Jiancheng walked forward tremblingly and said, "Report to the old master, these two people are descendants of my father's old friends. They were originally going to come to the current Ding family, but unexpectedly..."

After hearing this, the crutches in the hand of the Old Buddha waved, forming a strong wind, sweeping Ding Jiancheng out directly.

Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back. The old woman is worthy of being a strong man next to the Ding family ancestor, and they have to be afraid.

Ding Jiancheng's face turned pale, he fell to the ground, blood was overflowing from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with fear.

"Lao Fu... I will immediately send someone to capture these two little thieves. How can Jiancheng say that they are the direct descendants of the Ding family? It is really not worth it to pay their lives for the two little thieves." An old man stood up and pleaded.

"Okay, Qiu Yang, this matter will be left to you to handle. Catch them and sacrifice blood to the ancestors of the Ding family."

The old man who had just roared like a lion nodded. This person was Ding Qiudan's eldest brother Ding Qiuyang, and Ding Ning's grandfather.

Ding Qiuyang did not hesitate, turned around and took the people to capture Ding Ning and Hua Manlou.

At this time, the two had already run a hundred and eight thousand miles away. Hua Manlou said panting, "Stop, stop! This road can't run anymore, oh..."

"Fatty, you are so good at causing trouble. Why don't you do it? But you just dig up the Ding family's ancestral tomb. That's my ancestor!"

"Uh... brother, you can't say that. I'm just letting those burial treasures see the sun again. How can I say that I'm digging the ancestral tomb?" Hua Manlou said roguely.

Ding Ning didn't want to say anything to him anymore and said lightly, "Go away quickly! You will go down the mountain tomorrow with the buffalo, the faster the better."

Now they are not only targeted by the Lu family and the Long family, but now they are targeted by the Ding family. It is really a disaster and a lot of difficulties.

"Okay! This Taoist priest will take Brother Niu away tomorrow, and there is no point in staying here anymore."

"Um!"

The two returned to the cave where Cao Xiaocao was placed, took off their disguise, changed their clothes, and returned to their own tents.

As for Cao Xiaocao, he was still sleeping soundly in the cave. He didn't know what happened, and he could wake up tomorrow at noon.

As soon as the sky turned white, Ding Ning returned to his tent, but he heard a melodious sound of the piano, as if someone was playing the piano.

Ding Ning walked over and looked at it curiously. He came to a small lake. There was a man playing the piano on the shore. The sound Ding Ning heard came from this.

Looking around, I saw a man in ancient costume immersed in the sound of his piano. His knuckles were clearly tied, slender and slender, falling on the strings like a dragonfly.

From various perspectives, this person looks like a woman, but he is a man.

After Ding Ning saw clearly that the other party was Sima Zhao who looked better than women, he immediately lost interest and turned around and left.

But Ding Ning was surprised to find that his body seemed to be unable to move, and there seemed to be some kind of force trying to control his body and guide him to walk elsewhere.

"It's the sound of the piano!"

There is also a unique martial art in the world that can use the sound of musical instruments to control people, mainly using the sound of the piano as the main attack.

It can intrude people's minds and cause certain damage, but it all depends on how powerful the internal strength of the warrior using this technique is.
Chapter completed!