MTL - The Sword Dynasty-v8 Chapter 163 Your story, my story

Among all the practitioners who betrayed the Bashan sword field that year, Ye Xinhe was the most incomprehensible one.

Even when his identity from Jiaodong County was gradually revealed, everyone could not understand it.

Because Ye Xinhe seems to have no interest at all, even if Zheng Shou finally defeated Yuan Wu, all of them will remember Zheng Zong, not him.

So this middle-aged hunter, when Ye Xinhe was silent, asked very curiously, "Does your thoughts be "" and finally help Zheng sleeves defeat Yuan Wu, then defeat Zheng sleeves and become the ultimate king of the world? ?"

"It's too long, too many variables." Ye Xinhe shook his head. "I don't think about such a long-term thing."

The middle-aged hunter began to fish, and he no longer thought about the troubles.

"Your story, it should have been my story."

Ye Xinhe looked at the golden appearance, but the inside was white, the fragrant fish segment, and then began to talk slowly.

"My obscurity and leisurelyness are hidden, just because you appear before me. In the story prepared by Jiaodong County, when Zheng Sleeve arrives at Changling, I will also become the most beautiful practitioner in Changling."

"I will become the most elite practitioner in the Bashan sword field, and eventually become the world's swordsman in the Bashan sword field."

"In the prepared story, Yuan Wu will still launch Changling's change. We want to destroy the Bashan sword field. We will urge him to do this, but in the end he will fail. Because of this despicable act, he will be cast aside by the world. Then I will lead the mountain. The sword field is a logical violation of the Changling royal family and takes over the Changling."

"At the end of this prepared story, I Jiaodong County not only conquered Changling's old dignitaries, conquered the Changling royal family, but also used the Bashan swordfield for its own use. But the biggest deviation of this story is in me. There was a person before you. The appearance of Wang Jingmeng, a flying sky, disrupted the whole story."

"In fact, I also have the confidence to defeat every swordsman you challenged at the time. I can also do everything you did at the time. I can also become the most dazzling genius swordsman of Changling, but I am doing it. Before, you have done it unless I can beat you."

"However, I was already a disciple of the Bashan sword field, and you actually have the secret of the secluded dynasty, plus the selection of the swords of the Bashan sword field, and you will be in the front and be in front of me."

"So you just grabbed my story like this."

"The original glory of the Bashan sword field should be me, lead the army to destroy the Han Zhao Wei three dynasties, and be recorded in the history books forever, including all the legends of later generations should be me, not Wang Jingmeng. Even Later, when you died in Changling, such a record could not be changed."

"You are too strong. If you don't help Yuanwu kill you, all the stories prepared by Jiaodong County will not be realized. Either Yuanwu will die, Bashan swordfield and you will become the new master of the Daqin Dynasty. Be the first emperor. Either Yuan Wu is still fighting in the battle, and his life has been huddled under the shadow of your Bashan sword field. All the annals and stories are still telling your story, not the story of Jiaodong County and my."

"If you want to rediscover my life and stories, or revenge for my story, I will only betray the Bashan swordfield and you."

Ye Xinhe said these words indifferently, letting the fish in front of the body go cold, the oil turned into an ugly white greasy on the golden scales. When he said this, his face changed and he sneered sneer. "It’s strange to blame you for being too good at Muxiu Yulin. It has both amazing talent and inheritance from the Emperor. It is also known as the sword head of the Bashan sword field. You don’t feel that you can’t be in this world, don’t you think you will be condemned? ?"

Ding Ning is eating fish quietly.

This kind of cold lake fish is baked by this Yan Zong teacher. It is indeed delicious on earth. And after today, I don’t know how many years will come again.

He slowly finished eating his own fish segment, then put down the chopsticks and said: "I thought I would be tempted by nature, but I never thought that this kind of betrayal came from the most trusted lover or friend."

Then he took a deep breath and looked directly at Ye Xinhe. He asked: "What kind of story is better than the friends who used to live and die with you, and the joys and sorrows are with you? Is the story really important? ”

"You should understand how people in Jiaodong County came out. The best friends around you today may become the ones who kill you or be killed as an enemy. In fact, I appreciate Yuanwu and really stand at the top. People, the first thing they must do is to be ruthless."

Ye Xinhe looked at Ding Ning and said indifferently: "And one thing I always wanted to do most, I just wanted to try to kill you. Especially when the end of the king's dream era, your current real yuan repair is no longer walking. I am ahead. You are waiting for a chance to appear in my whereabouts, but for me, it is also an opportunity, because you have not yet broken through the eight realms."

"You are like her, the biggest problem for you in Jiaodong County is that you are too greedy. So even a savage practitioner like him must want to remove it." Ding Ning shook his head and slowly got up, toward Walking outside the courtyard, the sound continued to spread to the house along with the mountain wind and the snow and snow. "The people who are too greedy will have flaws, and they will worry too much, even if they put a lot of emotions deep in their hearts, It’s a shackle, your mind is not clear enough, how can the sword be perfect?”

"I also cultivate a ruthless avenue, everything in the heavens and the earth, life is like a dog in my eyes, but everything is better than your heart." Ye Xinhe laughed.

He got up and followed Ding Ning to the snow outside the courtyard.

Walking out of the firewood yard, the snow behind him flew up and was woven into a net.

Countless pieces of thin snow flake like a sword, gradually becoming thin wings, blocking the outside world.

This is a battle between life and death. It is about revenge. It is not a fair invitation. It is no longer a matter of order.

Ye Xinhe walked out of the courtyard and shot again, not because of the porridge, but because he did not want to distract himself from the breath of the Yan Zong teacher.

Although he knew that the Yan Zong teacher would only stand by, but in that courtyard, only the perception of the existence of the Yan Zong teacher would make his mind divergent.

A piece of wood appeared in front of him.

This is the Bashan sword field peach sword.

The peach **** sword is a sword tire that has been tempered by thunder fire. After several generations of nourishment of the swordsman of the Bashan sword field, it has long been a worldly thing, even because it is the sabre of the master of the Bashan sword field. Ye Xinhe is qualified to hold this sword. In a sense, if Ding Ning retreats, or Ding Ning does not care about the Zongmen, then he is the future master of the Bashan sword field.

Ye Xinhe said that he was ruthless, and his sword was indeed completely ruthless.

When this sword was appeared in front of him, the vitality in the small heaven he controlled did not converge toward the sword. The sword on the sword instead ruthlessly rejected the infiltration and integration of all forces.

The thundering world of this extremely ruthless sword has undergone a mysterious change, so that all the elements in the space it passes through are cut open and shaken open.

With the cold eyes of Ye Xinhe, this sword piece brought out a vacuum passage and fell to Ding Ning's throat.