The Sword Dynasty - 903. Chapter 902

He did not hide his hatred.

Many years ago, in Changling, he had many enemies, but many years later, his former enemies disappeared and died, especially enemies such as Zhao Jianlu and Wei Yunshuigong who became only because of the dynasty, but they were slow. Slow became a friend.

The grievances are disappearing.

But the culprit made him even more disgusted.

Yuan Wu now hates him even more than when he designed the conspiracy to destroy the Bashan sword field many years ago.

“If his cultivation is exhausted, will he still come to fight you?” Fusu was a little confused. Logically speaking, he should stand by his father’s side and care about Yuan Wu’s safety, but when he is in confinement. After he heard that Zheng Xiu was killed by Yuan Wu that day, he had difficulty understanding his emotions.

“The current Changling is no longer his Changling. There are no more dynasties in the world. An unprecedented dynasty has been formed. Whether he will come to fight with me or not has nothing to do with him. He is no longer this. The emperor of the dynasty.”

Ding Ning looked at Fusu and said, “Whether he will come to fight me or not is not something I need to consider.”

Fusu swallowed hardly. He raised his head slightly and looked at the gradually dazzling sky. He understood that the palace in front of him was still silent, but the world outside was undergoing earth-shaking changes.

A Da Qin dynasty belonging to Yuan Wu has come to an end, and a stronger Da Qin dynasty has taken shape.

The world is unified.

What a shocking word, but now it is actually done.

He took a deep breath and was silent for a long time, and then he asked Ding Ning seriously: “What are you doing to find me?”

“Replace the throne.”

Ding Ning said very simply: “Be the emperor of this dynasty and manage the people of the world.”

Fusu made great efforts to control his emotions, but his body still couldn’t help shaking.

“why?”

He didn’t feel happy, but looked directly into Ding Ning’s eyes, “Give me a reason.”

“It’s not as complicated as you think.” Ding Ning also looked into his eyes and said lightly: “You were originally the heir to the throne of this dynasty. If you inherit the throne, many people will not violently oppose it. Many people die less. There is another most important reason. You are very kind, and you have been favored by many court officials. You should be able to manage this dynasty well.”

Fusu was in agitated mood, unable to speak for a while.

“You don’t have much time to think about it. Changling is still very peaceful now. That’s because the orders and some edicts from the various divisions have not been passed on. If you don’t take the throne, when a lot of news comes out, Changling is calm now. It should be as bloody as it was when Yuan Wu dealt with our Bashan Sword Field many years ago.” Ding Ning shook his head mockingly, “Of course, the final winner will be our Bashan Sword Field. This will still be a one-sided slaughter. If you like to see such a scene happen, you can naturally ignore my request.”

Fusu woke up from an inexplicable dizziness.

He heard clearly that Ding Ning used the word request.

He really didn’t like killing, and he gradually understood Ding Ning’s intentions.

“Don’t you worry about revenge for my parents after I took over the throne?” He took a deep breath again and asked Ding Ning softly.

“revenge?”

Ding Ning smiled bitterly, “Zheng Xiu didn’t die in my hands. As for Yuan Wu, even if he died in my hands, it would be a fair duel. If you really hate me…you are not against the sky. A talent for spiritual practice. You will be a good emperor, but you will not be the most powerful practitioner in the world.”

Fusu suddenly felt sad.

Because he couldn’t sort out these grievances of the previous generation at all.

In his opinion, the world always has to be reasonable, just as he asked Ding Ning why he wanted him to accept the emperor’s reason.

And revenge must also be reasonable.

But when he was meditating here, he felt sorry for the Bashan Sword Field in every way he looked at things back then.

“May you become an emperor through the ages, a good emperor praised by many generations of people, not a good emperor in your own history books for a while.”

Ding Ning bid farewell and left this cold palace.

He met with some officials and told them the news that relieved them.

Then he personally went to some official residences and promised and agreed something.

There are still many people in this city who have strong hostility towards him, and they don’t believe that Bashan Sword Field will not investigate many past things after taking over the city.

His personal appearance could not completely dispel such hostility, but no one would disbelieve the promise he made personally.

And most importantly, the vast majority of people in this city know the overall situation.

Ding Ning believes that everything will become fine.

Because it won’t be long before he will let these people see that the entire Changling, the entire unprecedented powerful dynasty, does not belong to the Bashan sword field, but belongs to the people of the world.

He will also correct many of the mistakes he made before.

He believed that in the near future, those Chu, Qi, and Yan people who lost their country will not be treated unfairly.

He and Lin Zhujiu and others have become busier than they were in Jiaodong County.

Busy day and night.

When he and everyone in the Bashan sword field were busy in Changling, Yuan Wu woke up in the camp.

No one seemed to care about him anymore.

The Afang Palace has become a continuous ruin, but the remaining fire is still burning.

On the hillside not far from the ruins of Afang Palace, some sergeants and practitioners loyal to him set up camps.

Here, you can clearly see the outline of the entire Changling in the dark night.

However, even if it is so close to Changling, it seems to have become an indifferent relic.

No army came.

No court official came.

There are not even people transporting food and medicine.

The whole world is undergoing earth-shaking changes, but no one takes care of the people or things in these camps.

When Yuan Wu opened his eyes, these sergeants and practitioners who were loyal to him did not have any joy.

Because all these sergeants and practitioners know that loyalty is just the mind, but it cannot change what has already happened.

Yuan Wu looked at the black tent.

His pupils are also black and very hollow.

The meridians all over his body are also very hollow. His soul seems very light and seems to fly out of the body, but the body is extraordinarily heavy, so heavy that it makes him feel like he is sinking into the ground.

He raised his hand.

His hands are so heavy that they seem to be filled with thousands of catties of lead.

“Give me a sword.”

He didn’t look at anyone around him, he just said this sentence in a hollow tone.