"He doesn't fully understand me, and neither can Miss Merchant."Xu Fu silently counted the time, looking at the sound of the sword: "It is not to leave the inseparable things, but has done a lot of things, pay a lot of costs, do not want to pay the running water."

He did not respond to Xu Fu's words, but turned to look at the dangerous sword array, and then said softly: "As a junior, I have no right to teach my predecessors, now is only when you make a choice."

This sentence is still not polite, but it is very true.

Ding Ning did not want to talk to Xu Fu, and did not want to listen to Xu Fu's heart.

From the change of the Changling, when Xu Fu began to stand, he and Xu Fu were just the relationship between the enemy and the enemy.

He just wants to make a choice.

Either go or let him and his sword together be buried with Yuanwu.

Because the practitioners who formed these sword formations are too young, because Xu Fu has been overseas all the year round, far from the disputes of the past decade, Ding Ning has left him a lot of affection.

Just like a joke made by Li Silin before his death and pure glaze.

You think he has a story, but he has no story left.

The things in the world, only the results, only those who care about you will care about your mood and emotions.

After the end of the show, who cares whether the actor's face is happy or sad?

The attitude of the sword to Xu Fu is just a polite reminder of this.

"I'll go."

Xu Fu laughed endlessly bitterly.

He also began to have the same emotions as white mountains and water.

Before the end of the show, he seemed to have become a spectator.

However, in the next moment, his eyes suddenly hardened, and the cold light in his eyes was full of anger, "Why don't you stop?"

He had promised Ding Ning's terms.

However, the black breath of the practitioners of the corpses is still roaring like a ghost, and a terrible power is still falling towards the sword.

The cry of fear in the sword was getting more and more confused.

"You can go, and there won't be any swords left."The sword’s response.

Xu Fu's face changed, he wanted to say something, but in the end did not open his mouth.

The sword finally broke.

Only a sword light scattered, the whole sword array will no longer exist.

However, when the sword is broken and the inner cry is a piece, all the black air is also scattered, condensed into one, just like the hand that has been grasped, and all the flying swords are rolled back to the thousand tombs.

In the next moment, all the cadaver practitioners also returned to the thousand tombs with the black air like a low tide, and disappeared in an instant.

A thousand tombs are still scattered on the mountain, but they are like straw, and many rotten little swords are inserted.

The mountain is dead.

The tomb of the black-shirted boy thousand was so quiet and stood, and then gave a gift to the sword watching the mountain.

The sword returned.

A thousand tombs disappeared into the black air.

"Good-bye is never to see each other."

The merchant lady also made a gift to Xu Fu, and then lifted her body around the black bamboo forest was actually angry, full of black bamboo flowers, even if the fine wind is radiant.

When everyone's eyes attracted to it, the next moment, the figure of the red shirt woman also faded in the air, only the sobbling sound from the distance.

This sound made many sergeants in the barracks ringing many things about the merchants, and many people were in their hearts for a while.

Those crying into a group of boys and girls in tears to see the figure of Xu Fu outside the barracks, suddenly I do not know who shouted first, then brushed out, gathered around Xu Fu, the group stumbled.

Xu Fu's chest was infinitely depressed, and suddenly he was hit by several boys and girls, but his heart was suddenly loose and sighed inexplicably.

Wang Tu Ba industry, is like those short-lived black bamboo flowers, like dream bubbles.

"Come on, it's okay."

At this time, he heard a number of thunderous dragons in the sky, and suddenly understood that he waved at these boys and girls and walked under the sinking clouds.

The clouds in the sky fell in the field outside the barracks.

A heavy rain fell, when the dark clouds disappeared again, the sword of the 湹tai station had long since disappeared, and Xu Fu and the hundreds of boys and girls also disappeared, as if they had never existed here.

...

The swords of Xu Fu and Xu Fu are themselves the strongest support of the Great Qin Dynasty.

This was also the source of the confidence of the army that had been defeated.

For there is no army to hold such a sword-arm attack.

In the eyes of many people, unless many practitioners such as white mountains and rivers, night cold, and even Ding Ning, they can suppress this sword array.

However, and everyone did not think that Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu fought to lose the same way, no one thought that this sword array would disappear so easily, so quickly.

The news spread everywhere.

Ding Ning knew Xu Fu's choice in Jiaodong County, and knew that the Teng snakes in Jiaodong County had already flown Xu Fu and these boys and girls with him to a port outside Jiaodong County.

Xu Fu's choice did not surprise him.

In a sense, when Xu Fu received his letterhead, there was no fanfare to mobilize practitioners, but the first time to rush to and the sword meeting, it was enough to show that the position of this sword in his heart was not just a pure weapon of war.

This has already meant that in Xu Fu's mind, between Yuanwu and these children who have been together for more than ten years, these boys and girls still have the upper hand.

No matter how many years ago, Xu Fu made the choice to completely stand on the side of Yuanwu and Zheng Slee, perhaps just feel that the wood has become a boat, do not want to go against the water, but at least in the present, Ding Ning believes that Xu Fu's last choice at least follow his own heart.

Ding Ning began to write again.

Not for Xu Fu, who will never see you again, but for Xie Changsheng, who is already at the Qin border at this time.

At this time, all the practitioners in the world knew that he was the old king's dream, and Ding Ning's name was even faded.

But in Xie Changsheng's view, Wang's dream was too far away from him, there was no feeling, he was still in the letterhead written to Ding Ning, but also when Ding Ning was the same boy he was familiar with, and what he wrote to Ding Ning's many of the letters was not necessarily an important military situation, but some were just funny and idle.

Ding Ning smiled and replied to Xie Changsheng's reply to cope with his ridicule, "The ancient dynasties of the past paid attention to virtue, ruling the world with virtue, and not moving the sword, but not by martial arts, but by virtue of virtue."If you don't move, you can just solve something that doesn't move, and you can solve something that's solved by other means, you can't move without a knife, rather than really not doing it."

It seems to be blind, but these dialogues, in fact, cover the mood of Yuanwu in the palace under the mountain, and some of the words Yuanwu said.

Before the change of the long mausoleum, many people on the side of the Bashan Sword Field were unaware of it, and they did not know that their words and deeds were quietly inspected by Zheng Sleeve and Yuan Wu.

A few years later, everything turned around.

A piece of military sentiment earlier, has also been sent to the palace under the Lishan.

In the dormitory full of medicine, Yuan Wu looked at this paper to report the military letterhead of Xu Fu and the sword array.

In the earlier period, there was also a letter from Yanjian, telling him that Bai Qi had disobeyed the holy order, and that he was no longer under the jurisdiction of the Longling.