Chapter 52: Slaying without regrets, accompanied by swords
Murong Xue also nodded, as if she was sure of something, and said: "It is exactly what I thought, I know that good people are rewarded.
When you have nothing to do, you go to the military nursing home to serve the old people. They are all wrong. They think you are a money-grubber, but you are not, because you are too kind and you really want to take care of those old people.
Good people are rewarded, so those old people teach swordsmanship, and your swordsmanship is what they teach. After learning swordsmanship, in order to test your own strength, you go to the martial arts arena to practice swordsmanship and fight against the son of the barbarian soul.
Fight the two-headed demon wolf, fight the poisonous-eyed giant..."
When Murong Xue started talking, a lot of what she said was correct, but some of it was processed and beautified by her fantasy.
She didn't think that Fang Ning went to work in the nursing home for money, nor did she fight for money. She substituted the image of a handsome young man in the book into Fang Ning's body.
Fang Ning shook his head and said, "No, I really needed money at that time, so I worked in a nursing home for the elderly and participated in gladiatorial combat."
Murong Xue said: "You are lying. In fact, you just want to take care of those old people. You just want to practice swords, not for money, and participate in gladiatorial combat..."
Fang Ning shook her head. This girl just saw what she wanted to see, bringing herself into those legends and stories, into those fantasies.
She was not talking about him. In her eyes, he was just a fantasy figure who could not eat the fireworks of this world.
This is also normal. Girls of fifteen or sixteen years old are fantasizing about everything.
Murong Xue continued:
"No wonder Tie Muhen is not your opponent. He relied on his father to brutally beat two death row inmates to death, and then bullied those poor people who would not fight back.
You rely on your own strength to fight desperately and kill powerful enemies in the battlefield.
One of you is a flower in the greenhouse, and the other is a wildflower weathered by wind and snow in the wild, so he is no match for you."
After saying this, Murong Xue stopped talking, and Fang Ning did not explain. He just said softly:
"Dabi, what I did was a bit violent, but Tie Muhen hurt my friend and ruined Shi Zhengang's iron cloth shirt, so I was so impulsive.
By the way, do you know what’s going on with Tie Muhen now?”
The matter has been done, so it doesn't matter what you say. Fang Ning's main purpose is to inquire about Tie Muhen's current situation, and Murong Xue must know.
Murong Xue nodded and said:
"Tie Muhen has been a little too much lately, just waste other people's efforts and teach them a lesson, why ruin other people's dreams.
However, you went too far, and you also ruined Tiemuhen's dream."
After saying that, Murong Xue stared at Fang Ning, wanting to hear his explanation.
Fang Ning let out a long breath and said:
"I don't admit that I went too far. Anyone who destroys other people's dreams will be destroyed. If he destroyed my friend's dream, I will destroy his."
Similarly, others can also destroy my dream. If his relatives and friends want to avenge him, they want to destroy my dream.
Even if my dream is shattered by them, I will not regret or regret it, but if they want to destroy my dream, they must first ask about the two swords in my hands.
If I had to do this again, I would stick to what I did and I would not regret it."
Fang Ning spoke loudly one word at a time, her eyes were extremely clear, and she looked at Murong Xue. At this moment, Murong Xue also looked at Fang Ning, and their eyes met.
This young man who vowed not to regret, this sharp swordsman, in this silver-clad world, under this blue sky, also left an indelible place in Murong Xue's heart.
The two looked at each other like this, and an indescribable feeling flowed through their hearts.
Murong Xue couldn't help but lower her head, her face turned red, and she said slowly:
"You have to be careful. Although Tie Muhen has been deprived of his status as the heir to the Tie family, they will not let it go!
The Tie family has found out everything about you in the martial arts arena and knows why Tiemuhen lost. Tiemuhen has dropped out of school, left Kezhou, and was sent to the Blood Prison Fortress in the south of the empire to participate in the Blood Prison there.
battlefield.
He has to hone himself in the battlefield. If he cannot take revenge, he will never be able to inherit everything from the Tie family!"
When Fang Ning heard the news, he nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for him, hoping he can become my enemy."
When he said this, the snow on Fang Ning's head melted and the snow water flowed onto his face. When Murong Xue saw this, she couldn't help but take out a handkerchief, handed it to Fang Ning and said, "Wipe it."
There was a delicate fragrance on this handkerchief, which made people ecstasy. Fang Ning wiped the snow water with it, and Murong Xue said:
"The Tie family found your information in the martial arts arena, but they couldn't find your information in the auction house. Your confidentiality level is very high in the auction house.
My father said that it must be the Qingzhou people your father saved who are protecting you secretly.
Remember, don’t go to the martial arts arena to fight. Although the empire’s laws are strict and the Tie family dare not retaliate against you in public, anything can happen in the martial arts arena.”
This is a warning to Fang Ning. It seems that he can no longer participate in the fighting in the martial arts arena. The Tie family will not let it go. The auction house may have kept it secret because it sold innate seeds. Fang Ning nodded and expressed understanding.
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Murong Xue smiled and said: "Okay, I'm leaving, goodbye.
Fang Ning, I will definitely defeat you next year. I will also be the first in the competition."
After saying that, she turned and left, drifting away, looking at her back, as if she did not belong to the mortal world, the lower realm of fairies, dots of crystal, with the atmosphere of the fairy world.
Until she disappeared without a trace, Fang Ning turned and left, heading straight to the auction house. Unknowingly, Fang Ning found that Murong Xue's handkerchief was still in her hand, held tightly by him.
This handkerchief has an indescribable fragrance that makes people intoxicated.
Fang Ning held the handkerchief and sniffed it while walking. Her mind was filled with Murong Xue's smile. She was so beautiful and intoxicating.
Walking step by step, Fang Ning came to the door of the auction house. Fang Ning suddenly stopped and touched the handkerchief gently with his hand, as if to imprint the handkerchief into his mind. He closed his eyes and recalled what Murong Xue said.
Every word, every sentence, her beautiful face.
Fang Ning slowly opened his eyes and said:
"So beautiful, so beautiful. I really want to be friends with her, marry her as my wife in the future, and be together forever. Looking at her smile, I feel happy for her and worried for her!
This, this is probably what they call the feeling of first love. I have never felt like this, liking a girl so much."
After saying this, his face suddenly changed and became extremely cold, and he continued:
"But this is just a dream, she is her, I am me, she will never understand me!
We are two people from different worlds and cannot be together!
Maybe, maybe when I become famous, when I rescue my father, when I become famous all over the world. Then, maybe we will be together, but not now!
My father is still suffering in the outside world. If he is not rescued, I have no right to enjoy this. Goodbye Murong Xue, goodbye, my first love!"
In an instant, Fang Ning forced herself to forget everything about Murong Xue in her mind, and stopped thinking about it. Then she stretched out her hand. In this chapter, the handkerchief was smashed to pieces, turned into countless silk ribbons, and was thrown into the wind.
Gone by the wind.
Fang Ning looked at these silk ribbons flying in the wind. This beautiful first love was shattered by himself. He took a long breath, reached out to touch the two swords at his waist, and said silently:
"I'm actually not alone. I still have you. It's enough for you to accompany me. Goodbye..."
Turning around, he strode towards the auction house, step by step, firm and unwavering, with clear eyes. He chose his path, and he would not regret his choice.
Born by the sword, died by the sword, it is enough to have the sword by your side!