"Does he like to forgive so much?"

Deep in the courtyard of the Xia family, there is a lotus pond. In front of the lotus pond, there was a man in a green shirt.

This man in a green shirt has obviously lived in this Nanquan town for a long time, and even speaks with the accent of Nanquan Town, but his clothes are no different from those of Changling.

To be precise, the clothes on his body and some of the accessories he carried, including the cloth belt that tied his hair, were all styles from Changling more than ten years ago.

His face also has the distinctive characteristics of the Changling people, his face is a little square, his posture is as straight as a sword, his shoulders are very broad, and his complexion is also a little yellowish, unlike the handsome and delicate people in the middle of Chudi.

However, the aura on his body was completely different from that of ordinary Changling cultivators.

When he opened his mouth coldly, a few lotus flowers full of vitality in front of him quietly withered, and some of the fresh breath turned into a faint cyan air flow, and finally turned into a pale black cold vitality, which merged into his palm.

This kind of exercise that quietly devours the vitality of living beings, even in the Great Qi Dynasty, was considered an evil method by many practitioners.

Practicing this kind of exercise, the most influential is Shouyuan.

In other words, if you forcibly plunder too much mixed vitality into your body, you will easily die earlier than others.

"Since he brought Bashan Sword Field back to the world in this way, and since he likes to go public so much, then I will see him publicly. ”

The man in green shirt who seemed to have locked himself in the time of more than ten years ago slowly turned around, looked at several people from the Xia family who had long been unable to bear the pressure, and said lightly: "Send me to see him." ”

This sentence is a relief for the people of the Xia family.

A carriage quickly arrived in front of the man in a green shirt.

The inside of the carriage is delicate and gorgeous, but the exterior is shabby.

The man in the green shirt knew why the people of the Xia family did this.

Because Ding Ning arrived in this Nanquan town in a very ordinary carriage, and now that he has no objection to his identity, since he met him, the Xia family didn't even dare to look more flamboyant than Ding Ning's carriage.

The Xia family had actually succumbed a long time ago, and they couldn't bear the pressure for a long time.

The man in the green shirt didn't care, but when he closed his eyes slightly in the carriage, the corners of his mouth showed some sarcasm.

Going around and around, it seems that the people who are entangled are still the same people back then.

In the final analysis, the battle of those people back then is still going on.

The next moment, there was a trace of sadness and anger on his face, but then it quickly disappeared and turned into indifference.

On the road where the wheels of the carriage had run over, the green grass quickly withered and yellowed, and the vitality that had turned blue and then black was wrapped around the wheels of the carriage.

The blackness on the wheels of the carriage was inconspicuous at first, but slowly became like countless black vines were growing.

In the gutters on both sides of the road, bubbles are constantly coming out.

No matter how cold and calm the face of the man in the green shirt in the carriage was, the natural reaction of these vitality could not hide the incomparably chaotic emotions in his heart.

Looking at these astonishing appearances, all the cultivators gathered in the Nanquan Towns were enough to be sure of the strength of the cultivator in the carriage, but they couldn't guess the identity of this person at all.

Could this be a cultivator of the Great Qi Dynasty?

How could such a cultivator hide in the Xia family, and why did he stand firmly on the opposite side of the Bashan Sword Field?

The most important thing is that the aura he exudes does not seem to have the intention of succumbing to Ding Ning at all.

"Resentment condenses. It's harder than I thought it would be, because I owe him. You don't have to come out. ”

When he saw the carriage from the Xia family clearly, Ding Ning's face became very heavy, and he walked out of the crepe village alone, walked to the outermost bridge, and greeted the carriage.

The moment the cultivator of the Xia family drove saw Ding Ning's figure appear on the bridge, he naturally reined in his horse and wanted to stop the carriage far away.

However, at the moment when his hands were just exerted, he was already shocked out of the carriage by a cold force without resistance, and landed behind the carriage.

A rush of breathing sounded.

The carriage did not slow down, and rushed under the bridge, and even at the moment when many people thought that the carriage was about to crash into Ding Ning on the bridge, the carriage stopped.

Ding Ning's face did not change, he bowed slightly solemnly, and saluted the people in the carriage who had not yet appeared.

The people around who saw such a picture were silently shocked.

What kind of character is it that deserves him to be the first to salute?

"Looks like you've guessed who I am. ”

The voice of the man in the green shirt sounded, and he appeared at the front of the car, but he didn't get out of the car, just like Ding Ning looked at Li Jiaoyue before, looking at Ding Ning condescendingly.

His voice was peaceful, but when such a voice sounded, the black gas wrapped around the wheels of the carriage flew out towards the surrounding sky like countless frightened bats.

"You should be the eldest disciple of Lord Shang, Wen Guanyue. Ding Ning took a deep breath and replied.

The man in the green shirt did not deny it, he looked at Ding Ning and said: "You can forgive others, but who will forgive you? You are still alive, but my teacher is dead, and he has no way to forgive you." ”

After a pause, he continued, word by word: "I don't forgive you either." Even if you can kill me today, but there is a reason to kill someone, and if you think there is a reason, you can kill me. ”

The man's voice was like thunder that kept exploding in the minds of everyone around him.

In the past, Bashan Sword Field promoted the change, and the first thing to rely on was the merchants.

However, in order to weigh it, the merchant became a victim, for the cultivators of Changling, they may also know that the merchant also kept an orphan girl, and for the cultivators in the outside world, the merchant was wiped out, and no one was left.

"It's good that you're alive. ”

Ding Ning looked at Wen Guanyue's eyes and said quietly: "I thought you were dead, but I didn't expect you to be able to escape." I got the news too late, and when I got back, I had time to save her alone. ”

"Even if she is the only one left, and you still save someone, do you still think it's all your credit? If it weren't for my junior sister pretending to be her to lead away a lot of chasing cultivators, if it weren't for so many of my friends who sacrificed their lives and died in battle, would you have the time and opportunity to save her?"

Wen Guanyue laughed loudly, "Don't forget, it was you who personally asked my teacher to help you, but did you fulfill your promise to my teacher? I don't owe you and your Bashan Sword Field, only you and Bashan Sword Field owe us merchants." So I won't forgive you. ”

"Don't tell me you've done your best, now the end result is that my teacher and my friends are dead because of you, and you're still alive. ”

"Don't tell me that the enemy is Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve, if it weren't for you... It was impossible for Yuan Wu and Zheng Sleeve to sit in such a position. ”