Vol 7 Chapter 36: intention

Ding Ning looked back at his eyes and said: "No one except me really knows the true secret of the nine dead silkworms, and Yuan Wu can't. But he has openly decided in front of so many people that I am the rebirth of that person, not just You need to find a reason to kill me in that situation. He also wants to see what kind of changes will happen to see how many people will stand on his side and how many people will stand on my side."
"For him, the power that breeds in the shadows is like the parasitic tree vine attached to the trees. For his empire, his king's tyranny, it was revealed earlier, and it was certainly slower to get up early. Free growth is much better."
After the pause, Ding Ning ignored the anger and intolerance in Fusu’s eyes and said slowly:
But even if the news itself is shocked enough, even if the news is consciously accelerated by his spurs, it is thought of— —Small-speaking--The person who kills me or the person who wants to save me knows that it still takes a certain amount of time. He needs time, and I need time to let people know where I am."
Fusu stayed in bed and immediately understood and sneered: "You need time to let people know what these night konjac actions and where they passed, so that people who want to save you can find you. Very good ideas... but you have I have never thought that in order to save you alone, there will be many people who will die and sacrifice others' lives to keep you alive. This is what you call the goodness and justice of the Bashan sword field?"
"Don't be so excited." Ding Ning slowly collected the sword and responded calmly: "Our situation is only equivalent to dying at the border of Qin and Chu, even if I don't do anything, after Yuan Wu's push, this news It will still pass out very quickly, and those who should do what they still do, all I can do is to make them as efficient as possible, and perhaps reduce the danger. If there will be many People die on this road, and what I can do is to make them more valuable as much as possible."
Fusu’s chest was violently undulating. He still felt that Ding Ning’s words were shameless, but when he talked about his mouth, he could not compare with the person in front of him.
"I believe what you said now, it’s too embarrassing to die and resurrect. You and Wang Jingmeng’s dreams are not at all like that." After he took a few deep breaths, he said very rarely: "A lot of the year." People think that Wang Jingmeng is stupid because they think that Wang Jingmeng can only revenge for several years, and he may revenge in eight circumstances. But he has entered Changling for the sake of some people’s life and death. He would rather die than others. He died for him. So even if the Bashan swordfield is destroyed, it will still win the respect of the people of the world."
"Remedy a few of your arguments." Ding Ning said very seriously and seriously: "The Bashan swordfield is not only because he wins the respect of the people of the world, but also that he is forced into the Changling, if the situation is enough for you. Such people are exchanged, and Yuan Wu and Zheng Shou can accept the exchange. He will not go directly to Changling to die. Some things can threaten him, but he can’t threaten Zheng Shou and Yuan Wu. The conditions are not equal.

"Then you don't want to see my mother's heart, want to see her care not care about my life and death, you see it now?" Fusu wiped the rogue to his collar, tied with his collar The blood, and an angry point of the sky, looked at Ding Ning asked.
"I don't want you to die either." Ding Ning said: "I hope her attitude towards you has always been the same, especially after the news passed by Yuan Wu arrived in her ears."
Fusu chose to shut up. He felt that it was really meaningless to bicker with such annoying person, not to mention that he did not fight at all.
"You are very kind, I hope you have been like this." However, Ding Ning did not want to stop talking about it. He then slowly said: "But goodness does not mean to be stupid, to be completely blinded by something, before me. I told you that she was cruel in Jiaodong County, or that she had no choice but to remind you that my guess is that you are likely to be abandoned by her. Some things that look good are not as good as you think. If you really want to be the emperor of the Great Qin Dynasty in the future, then you can't look at things as simply as you do now."
Fusu angered and laughed. "You are teaching me? You are taking my life as a key, and in turn will teach me?"
"I just let you accompany us for a ride." Ding Ning calmly looked at his face and said faintly: "The biggest possibility is that we will die, but you will survive after all, or we will walk through this process together." We are alive and you will naturally survive."
"No matter what the possibility, I hope that the road we have traveled will have some impact on your future." Ding Ning looked at the staying Fusu, and then said.
Fusu was breathing heavily, not knowing how he felt.
The field was silent again.
"In fact, there is one of the most important questions you have not asked, because this question may be in your opinion, it is equivalent to the insult to Zheng sleeve." Ding Ning no longer looks at him, but looks at the night sky of many night sorcerers flying, softly Said: "You don't care if you are the son of Yuanwu?"
Fusu’s body is instantly stiff.
When Ding Ning spoke the first half of the sentence, he already knew what Ding Ning really wanted to say.
This is the real fear in his heart.
If that might be true... that's what he can't face at all.
Ding Ning knew his inner feelings at this time. He did not wait for the voice of Fusu. Instead, he quietly said softly: "Of course you are the son of Yuanwu, not the son of that person. The key is that even Zheng The sleeves are clear, but Yuan Wuken refuses to believe."
"His cultivation has reached eight realms. Whether it is perception or touch of subtlety, it has been imagined by ordinary masters."
Ding Ning looked at the lips with a bit of green Fusu, then slowly and clearly said: "He can instantly understand my true bone age, knowing that my voice is separated from the person's death by at least two to three years, however He still infers that I am not the descendant of that person, and it is very likely that it is the rebirth of that person. Since he believes that there is such a possibility, he will naturally believe that Zheng sleeve may have some means to hide her pregnancy. Therefore, he does not believe in Zheng Shou, nor can he fully understand the secrets of Zheng Shou."
"If my father really doubts me, isn't that caused by your shameless means?" Fusu's body trembled.
"If it is true trust, then any words will have no effect." Ding Ning glanced at the long-term Sunshine, and then said: "Before the Yuanwu reaction you have seen with your own eyes, I heard it, maybe for him. You and Zheng Shou are themselves the stains of his life. His glorious emperor does not allow such dirt to remain. Even if it only leads to the wind and the wind, he can tolerate Zheng Shou, but also because there are enemies like me.

Fusu can't speak.
There are countless words in his heart that he wants to argue, but he can't speak at all.
With a bang, a blood spurted out of his mouth.
"Yuanwu and Zheng sleeve are my enemies, but you are not my enemy." Ding Ning still did not look at him, but said in a sincere voice, "If you want to live well, maybe you should help me." Mobile users please visit Http://m.piaotian.net