a light push to open, yet he felt like it weighed a million pounds, unsure of how much force to use!Just now.Standing in the air, I watched them approach the inn with imposing airs. Their voices echo...Chapter 1171: Accepting the Blame

Chapter 1,171: Apology

In Nan Qianhua's gaze, Ye Fusheng walked step by step to the front desk, walked past from one side, went around to the inside of the front desk, and sat on the stool.

Do nothing, just sit there quietly.

One of the three major things I've been working towards was finding Nankichi's paintings, and now that they've been located, I can finally relax a bit. Just sitting here quietly and enjoying the moment feels great.

If she never forgives herself, then just sit here and let time smooth everything over.

Time slips by, minute by minute.

Nan Qianhua saw that he had no intention of leaving, and slowly lowered her head.

Said in a low voice: “Please leave immediately!”

Running a guesthouse under the Changbai Mountains, reinventing oneself.

On the one hand, we need to protect the growth of Changbai Mountain.

On the other hand, it's like being numb and wanting to forget everything that has happened, starting anew as a completely different person, someone with seven emotions and six desires, just an ordinary human.

What does he mean by that

Ye Fusheng pondered for a moment, then spoke, "I know you hate me, but if I had another chance, I would still kill the Saint Master and slaughter the Changbai Holy Land, because if I didn't kill them, they would kill me."

"I don't want to die, in order to live, I can only kill them."

As soon as these words were uttered.

Nan Qianhua's usually serene face was instantly contorted with rage. The events at the Dragon Lake Holy Land had long been buried deep in her heart, and now he dared to bring them up again, speaking about them so brutally.

She wanted to speak.

Ye Fusheng took a step forward and said, “I know it’s too late to say anything now. But I still want to say that I am not to blame for all that has happened.”

"The first time I went to Changbai Sacred Land, they tried to kill me. If it wasn't for my good fortune, I would have already become a pile of bones in the mountains. They started it, and I was just defending myself. The responsibility is not mine."

Nan Qianhua clenched her fists, her eyes growing increasingly fierce.

She certainly knew that not everything was Ye Fu Sheng's fault, but he did slaughter the Changbai Holy Land!

Ye Fu Sheng said again, "Thousands of words converge into one sentence. You have no reason to blame me, and you should even be grateful to me. If it weren't for me, you would never have seen the true faces of the people in Changbai Holy Land. They claim to sever their seven emotions and six desires, claiming to cultivate immortality, but deep down, they are all nothing but selfish and greedy little men."

"Enough!"

Nan Qianhua finally couldn't hold it in, her voice trembling: "Get out of here, right now!"

Ye Fusheng paused for a moment, remaining still as he continued, "They all live in a world centered around themselves. Authority doesn't allow anyone to challenge it. If someone dares to challenge it, they are eradicated. They don't have even an ounce of the demeanor of a cultivator. In my eyes, they are worse than villains. If I had my current strength when I first went to Changbai Sacred Land..."

"Do you believe me, they not only won't try to kill me, but they'll even treat me as a honored guest. If I were to take out the marriage certificate, they would even get us married immediately..."

"Shut up!" Nan Qianhua suddenly shouted.

Qi swirled around her body, vibrant and alive. With a mere gesture, she could unleash it all upon Ye Fusheng.

"If you say another word, I'll kill you!"

Ye Fu Sheng gave a wry smile: “Even if you kill me, I have never regretted killing them, never...”

...

The sentence was not finished.

Nán Qiān Huà's entire spiritual energy condensed in her hand. In a flash, she raised it and slammed it down towards Yè Fúshēng's head.

Almost at the same time.

Ye Fu Sheng lifted his head, his face devoid of any expression, only looking at Nan Qian Hua.

Whoosh!

When Nan Qianhua's palm was still an inch away from Ye Fusheng's, she suddenly stopped.

She looked very distressed, gritting her teeth and saying, “This is your last chance. Get out now!”

Ye Fusheng put his hand into his pocket and took out a piece of paper. He laid it flat, revealing a marriage certificate!

Male: Ye Fusheng!

Woman: Nan Qianhua!

Fate brought us together, heaven and earth as our matchmaker...

"You..."

Nan Qianhua, seeing this marriage certificate, trembled even more violently, her expression becoming even more strained.

"If you want to kill, then kill. To die at your hands is worth it." Ye Fusheng spoke slowly.

After that, she closed her eyes.

"I killed you!"

Nan Qianhua roared, her spiritual energy increasing in her hands until it became tangible. Finally, it condensed into water droplets, showing that she had reached a formidable level of power.

And Ye Fu Sheng below was indeed completely unprepared, as long as she made a move, she could obliterate him!

Ye Fusheng closed his eyes and waited. What he said was indeed true. If Qianhu really wanted to kill him for revenge, then let her go. Because many things must be chosen between life and death.

He waited and waited, and waited some more.

There was no feeling of a fist strike coming.

Only a sob could be heard.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that Nan Qianhua had turned her head and was sobbing uncontrollably.

Ye Fusheng watched her back and listened to her crying, but didn't speak. Instead, a look of relief appeared on his face. This time, in the choice between life and death, he had bet right!

After going through so many things, this First Saintess recognized by the four great holy lands truly has her own thoughts. She is unwilling to make a ruthless strike.

In fact, Ye Fusheng had been pushing her to take action from the beginning. All those words he said were just to heighten her emotional turmoil, aiming to force her into a choice between life and death.

She couldn't bear to intervene, proving that the matter could temporarily come to a close

Only sobs could be heard in the hall.

The guests upstairs didn't come down.

No one outside opened the door to let customers in.

Time slipped by the two of them.

Finally.

Nánqiān huà's weeping subsided, and her mood gradually calmed.

"Her face was streaked with tears."

Ye Fusheng stood up and finally spoke.

Nanqian's face appears as it does because she is wearing a thin mask. Tears have slid down, causing part of the mask to fall away.

He lifted his hand and placed it on the mask. Nan Qianhua's body trembled, wanting to retreat, but she didn't move back.

Ye Fu Sheng seized the opportunity and gently pulled off the mask. The face that appeared, a face of unparalleled beauty, was fully revealed before his eyes.

Even though this wasn't his first time seeing it, he was still awestruck. Why would anyone be so perfectly beautiful

Perhaps one day she will attain immortality and ascend to the heavens, causing a stir among the immortals.

"I won't kill you, doesn't mean I don't hate you!"

Nan Qian's voice was slightly hoarse: "The reason I didn't make a move is because I don't have the ability to kill you now. If I were still at my peak, I would definitely kill you without mercy!"

Facing Gu Changkong in the Changbai Holy Land, she helplessly burned her cultivation to fight back. Moreover, during this period, she had not absorbed any spiritual energy, and without progress, she would only regress.

Now, barely at the peak of the Yuan Ying stage.

Ye Fusheng didn't feel any threat, only heartache: "This is all because of me. From now on, I will protect you. No one in this world will dare to bully you again."

Nan Qian's face instantly flushed with the color of sunset. What she was trying to express was clearly not this, but a threat, a way to distance herself.

I was just about to retort.

"Mr. Zhao, the criminal Zhang Kangding has come to plead guilty. Please punish him!"

A voice carrying a heavy weight came from outside the door.

Ye Fusheng frowned, this guy came at the worst possible time!

He turned his head and said, "I have some things to deal with first. Be right back."

Nán Qiān Huà's words were cut off, and she could only turn her head to the side, remaining silent!y recovered.Ye Fushen was searching.Finally, I found a suitable candidate. He was young, dressed in a splendid ceremonial robe, and leisurely humming a tune as he sat in his carriage. A coachman was a...