v7 Chapter 25： Yujia

Many years before the rise of the Bashan swordfield, Changling had many old gates.

Some of these old privileged gates are kings and relatives. The forces in the dynasty are intricate and deep-rooted, while others are the tyrants of the dynasty. They hold the lifeline of the dynasty. Not only in Changling, but also in some of the county courts of the Daqin Dynasty, they were in the control of these old power gates.

For a long time, the actual masters of the entire Daqin dynasty were not the emperors of the Daqin dynasty, but the old gates.

These old dignitaries are keen to cultivate their own strength. Their secret partners even have enemy countries. They care that their interests are better than the interests of the entire dynasty. In their view, it was not the land that the royal family gave them, but their land and rights, and the novel became the whole dynasty.

Because the long-term pampering is superior and high, and even accustomed to adopting some dark means without following the law, the ordinary people are only the crops in the ground for them. After cutting a wave, it is a wave, and no one really Worried about the hardships of the people.

The rise of the Bashan sword field was due to a group of powerful swordsmen headed by Wang Jingmeng, and when Wang Jingmeng and these swordsmen entered the Changling and promoted the reform, the first thing was aimed at these old power gates.

Therefore, the first battle of the Daqin dynasty was not a battle against Han Zhaowei, but a battle between these old and powerful gates.

Only the Bashan swordsman who has experienced that period of time knows how many cruel battles have happened and knows what kind of price they have paid.

Every old privileged door valve is like a dynasty.

The family of the man in the black shirt standing on the mountain was once one of the true rulers of Changling.

When Wang Jingmeng first entered Changling, the man in the black shirt had become famous. His power had already covered Changling City like a black moonlight.

Many years later, when Ding Ning heard the name of the man in the black shirt again, he shot and killed a relative of Wen Liangling, who was surrounded by Zheng Sleeve. At that time, Ding Ning knew that the horror of the man in the black shirt was no longer only Limited to the power of the family, even his cultivation into the country is already beyond his expectations.

It’s just that Ding Ning doesn’t understand, how can such a person stand on the side of Zheng sleeves?

The cold names of those years were issued by Zheng Shou and Yuan Wu. The leader of the old privileged door valve has been secretly fighting with Zheng S sleeve for many years. Ding Ning did not think that he turned out to be Zheng Shou.

So he didn't guess at all, the original hidden chess of Zheng sleeve is here.

"why?"

The long-haired Sun Xue looked up at the man in black shirt and asked coldly.

At this time, including the practitioner wearing a white-colored long-sleeved shirt, there are only two more masters. However, she is very clear that the arrival of this black-shirt man means that terrible forces are coming. It is already necessary to escape easily. impossible things.

"why?"

The black-shirted man looked at her quietly, repeated the three words she asked, and then gathered her hair.

In his long black hair, there are many white hairs that he can't see on weekdays.

"There are many reasons for this kind of problem. For example, if those people who are not in the Bashan sword field are too strong, even if Zheng sleeves are cold, it is impossible to get that step. For example, if Wang Jingmeng is too strong, such people will be like gods. Hey, compared with him, we seem to be only the food in the mouth of the gods. Such a person should not exist in the world. He died, but he left a descendant. And it seems to have a sword. He has the same talent, I don't want to see another god."

"But why?"

The man in the black shirt also raised his head and looked at the snow in the sky ahead. There was an unspoken sorrow in his eyes. "You asked me why, why are you? Are you for your grandson? Are you not just because you want to avenge the king?"

The long-haired Sun's brow couldn't help but pick up. She couldn't fully understand the other's meaning, but she could clearly feel his kind of sadness.

The man in the black shirt did not look at her and continued to talk quietly. "Between you and Zheng sleeves, Wang Jingmeng chose Zheng sleeves and did not choose you, but even so, you must avenge him, not to mention true love. Two people, what reason do I have to avenge her?"

Ding Ning and Chang Sunshue are all a glimpse, could not help but look at each other.

The black-shirt man said with sorrow: "Whether it is the Gongsun family or my Xiao family, although Zheng Shou and Yuan Wu ordered the direct destruction of the door by cruel means, before that, when the merchant began to change the law, there was a Zhou family. However, he was convicted of obstructing the reform. Several members of the Zhou family were punished, the family property was fined, and the family was sent to Zhushan County. A young lady from Zhou’s family was indignant and sick, and I was sick on the way. I was still practicing in Youshan. When I learned that I was going to pick her up, she was already sick."

The face of the grandson's shallow snow was white, and she finally heard the story.

"I have this mountain in my family. I have planted a lot of roses in the mountains. They are all the colors she likes. I will wait for the next year to marry her, and live with her in the mountains, but her favorite flower in the mountains." Not yet in full bloom, she is no longer there."

The man in the black shirt slowly turned his head and looked at the direction of Changling with a strong disgust. Then he said, "When I lost her, the pain of dying the liver must be understood by you. Wang Tuye, at that time, I have no meaning. In the final analysis, there are no intrigues in the family, and there are not many good people. The death is dead. But she is good and innocent. If it is not the Bashan sword field, if it is not Wang Jingmeng, it will suppress the merchants and promote the business reform. How could she die on the way to exile? When she died, I was not with her. How painful and helpless she was?"

"So if there are still enemies that must be killed, then the first thing should be the Bashan swordfield."

The man in the black shirt said slowly, "I follow my inner desires and have nothing to do with others. After so many years, who will remember many past events of the past, even I am only known as the nightingale, who will remember her like this? People. But I remember."

Ding Ning had been silent for a long time. When the man in the black shirt finally finished speaking, he took a deep breath and said: "It is unclear to complain about this kind of thing. It only follows the most ardent emotion in your heart. ”

The black shirt man nodded.

He looked down at Ding Ning. At this time, the sorrow in his eyes subsided, and all the shining in his eyes were wise, powerful and confident.

At this time, he is no longer a sentimental ordinary person who recalls the past, but a nightingale that controls many old powerful forces, the emperor in the dark.

He looked at Ding Ning's gaze, and there was no difference between the eyes of the emperors on earth.

"I appreciate you very much."

He said softly in a soft voice: "If it wasn't for me that I spent more than ten years playing so many plays, I would have trusted me some of the Bashan swordfields, and I learned some news from Miss Gongsunjia, otherwise I still can't. Find out where the nine dead silkworms are, and it is impossible to infer that you will definitely appear here with her."

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The wind and snow are thicker.

The volatility of the killings makes the long-term shallow snow unable to control the power fluctuations of the nine secluded king swords. Every time the turbulence of the spirits makes the chill in the high-altitude accumulate more concentrated, and the falling snowflakes are getting bigger and bigger.

Gray-black blizzards, pale lanterns and fires seem to have to dye the whole world in black and white.

Dong Hu, who had been more silent than Ding Ning, also had some movements, and reached out to the snow on his head.

The words are mostly annoying.

Especially for practitioners like him, saying so much, after all, it depends on who can kill Ding Ning.

So he looked at the nightingale and said, "Who did you kill him?"

The appearance of such a person as the nightingale means that more masters have quietly arrived, surrounded the world.

But his words are taken for granted.

Where is he here, who can kill Ding Ning?

He is qualified to say such words.

However, when he exports like this, Sima's face is full of some strange looks.

Then he said softly and earnestly: "It’s not only the enchanting Zhao who will drive the pro."

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